Whoever dropped me here clearly got the wrong universe. Because seriously—why is this world so hellbent on turning me into some edgy villain?

No, I’m not an edgelord antihero.

My twin? Not dumb or petty, even if she’s the so-called “Girl Who Lived.”

Dumbledore? Not some super-manipulative puppet master—just an old man who looks high half the time.

And no, there’s not a secret Black family inheritance waiting for me with twenty vaults and a dragon-breeding estate, thank you very much.

I’m not here for that cliché nonsense. I don’t want to murder my parents; I just want to learn magic, bro.

SI as Harry Potter. Edgy tropes vs chill protagonist.