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Vid: My time at Hogwarts is only seven years, and excluding holidays, that's only 266 weeks! Even if I could thoroughly read one book a week, 266 weeks is only 266 books! How many Magic Books are there in the Hogwarts library? Thousands upon thousands! Time waits for no one, so how can I not seize the time to study?! I will not allow anyone to disrupt my study environment—not even the Dark Lord!

Wade: I only have seven years to study at Hogwarts, and after excluding holidays, that's just 266 weeks! Even if I could master a book in a week, that would only be 266 books! How many magical books are there in the Hogwarts library? Thousands! Time waits for no one; how can I not seize the opportunity to learn?! I will not allow anyone to disrupt my learning environment—not even the Dark Lord! No, no, no, I am not simply passionate about knowledge. I am just greedy. …………………… TL Synposis: Wade Grey, an eleven-year-old boy reborn in the UK, discovers his world is not a mundane one when an owl delivers an acceptance letter to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Despite his parents, who are Squibs, having kept the magical world a secret, Wade embraces his newfound magical abilities, quickly distinguishing himself among his peers. He forms a study group with Hermione Granger, Neville Longbottom, Michael Corner, Theo Mancini, and Ryan Caro, and together they navigate the challenges of first year, from mastering spells to encountering a troll. Wade uses his past life's academic mindset to excel, while also subtly influencing his friends and the school's atmosphere. He learns about the dangers of the wizarding world, including the prejudices against Muggle-borns, and begins to uncover deeper mysteries within Hogwarts.

Cyrus traveled to the world of Harry Potter and thought that splendid magic was waiting for him. Unexpectedly, he replaced Voldemort's soul in the diary and became "Tom Riddle". Cyrus: Damn it, I've become Voldemort! Days passed. During the days when he stayed in the diary, Cyrus continued to learn and digest Riddle’s knowledge, waiting for the opportunity of resurrection. It wasn’t until the summer of 1992 that Ginny Weasley wrote down words in her diary for the first time… "Dear Diary....." ______ Author/Editor: I'm editing and changing things from the starting without changing the plot. I'll start changing stuff from ch 80 from the original fanfic and will try to give it a well-deserved ending! Thank you for reading Read Ahead on: pat reon.com/HornyFBI _______ Original MTL name: HOGWARTS: OOPS, I'M VOLDEMORT

On the day that an 11-year-old Tom Riddle receives his Hogwarts acceptance letter, his soul merges with a transmigrated soul from our world. A new Tom Riddle is born and he’ll take the wizarding world by storm. With his future knowledge and some creativity, he’ll achieve any goal that he sets his mind to. Oh, and also he’s in the MCU/X-men movie world as well. No harem BTW (A/N: I tried something like this before with my old story ‘I’m Harry Potter (MCU Xover)’. This time I’ll stick with it and hopefully make an amazing story for you to read.) If you like my writing, consider supporting on Patreon. I'll have advanced chapters there for you to read as well. https://www.patreon.com/AlienWarlord

Wade: "I only have seven years to study at Hogwarts, which is only 266 weeks if you take out the holidays! Even if I could devour one book a week, that's still only 266 books! How many magic books are in the Hogwarts library? Thousands! Time waits for no one, so how can I not seize every moment to study?! I will not allow anyone to disrupt my learning environment—not even the Dark Lord! No, no, no, I'm not simply passionate about knowledge. I'm just greedy." I only share the most exquisite and beautiful novels. Don't forget to check out my other novels! [email protected]/DaoistWujinzi

Summary [HP fanfiction + single female protagonist + system + snake courtyard + black magic + private settings] "My name is Tom Riddle. I was born in the Wu Orphanage and I am a wizard." "I speak Parseltongue well, have a yew wand, phoenix feathers, 13.5 inches, and am in Slytherin." "My favorite magic is chewing big melons." "Huh? What did you say? I am Voldemort? Come on, I am so handsome, how could I be that noseless Tom?" Tom, who traveled through the world of "Harry Potter", entered the wizarding world with the same name as Voldemort and a face that looked like the Dark Lord when he was a child. Dumbledore: I suddenly feel my eyes are blurry, otherwise how could I dream of going back to 1938. Lucius: Two masters, I can’t tell them apart. I really can’t tell them apart. Voldemort: Who am I, where am I, and what shall I do? Hogwarts: Huh? It turns out the Dark Lord is right next to us! Tom: I'm really not Voldemort. This is all Noseless Tom's fault. .......... "Let the magic world surrender to us!" When Voldemort was madly venting his ambitions on Tom, he was met with a big bite of melon. "Only losers are Voldemort, and I am Tom Riddle!"

Full novel on geriatrictranslations.com Wade: "I only have seven years to study at Hogwarts, and if you take away the holidays, that's just 266 weeks! Even if I manage to fully absorb one book per week, that's only 266 books! But how many magic books are there in the Hogwarts library? Thousands upon thousands! Time is slipping away—how could I not seize every moment to study? I will not allow anyone to disrupt my learning environment—not even the Dark Lord! No, no, it's not that I have a pure love for knowledge. I’m just greedy, that’s all." TL Note - This is a Translation Raw Name -霍格沃茨：伏地魔也别阻止我学习 Original Author - 山叶飞 Translation Rate - 2 Chapters/Day Do let me know any errors in the chapter comments, and rate and review if you liked it :) If you wish to tip - patreon .com/geriatricvibes. Your support would help.

Harry Potter : Dark Lord Voldemort Voldemort was described as a dark Lord who caused so much chaos that no one dared to even utter his name. Yet how disappointing his return was. What would happen if Voldemort were truly cunning, as Tom Riddle was described? What if he were not just an arrogant dark wizard but one who truly put despair in the heart of his enemy? What if his ideas and plans were so sinister that he would truly become the Darkest Wizard of all time? And what if such a Voldemort knew exactly what was going to happen? ---- Release: (Fri, Sat, Sun) Disclaimer: This fanfic explores the dark world of magic, containing but not limited to blackmail, death, and emotional manipulation. By reading this, you acknowledge that this is a pure fiction work that neither represents the author's nor anyone's view. All characters are of adult age, even if it is otherwise stated in the book. AI has been used only for the cover image.

William Conwell only wanted one peaceful evening: start a fresh Baldur’s Gate 3 run, make a character he wouldn’t hate in two hours, and, for once, actually get past Act I without deleting everything out of spite. After endless tweaking, experimenting, and contemplating his life choices, he finally crafted the perfect protagonist: Vrinn, a half-Drow Storm Sorcerer with wild white hair, storm-touched eyes, and zero facial hair. A sleek, striking, “I’m absolutely the main character” kind of look. He clicked BEGIN ADVENTURE. The screen flashed white. And William’s soul vanished from Earth. Across the planes, on the world of Toril, fate was twisting. A young half-Drow, Vrinn, had just been seized by Mind Flayers. Terror drowned out every rational thought as he was forced into a pod, a tadpole driven behind his eye. His heart couldn’t bear the shock. It stopped. His soul slipped away. And at that exact moment, William’s reincarnating soul arrived. Not gently. Not cleanly. But violently, crashing through the dying body’s fading life-force and slamming into the middle of the ceremorphosis ritual. The result was something the multiverse was not designed for. William awakens submerged in viscous alien fluid, lungs burning, mind fogged. Lights strobe. Flesh and steel writhe together around him. The Nautiloid groans as explosions tear through its hull. And something wriggles behind his eye. But what should have been the birth of a new Mind Flayer… isn’t. The ceremorphosis sequence was interrupted, its biological rewrite colliding with William’s reincarnating soul. Instead of transforming him, the tadpole is forcibly fused with him, its instincts mixing with his consciousness, its psionic blueprint overlaying his human soul. The Storm Sorcery meant for Vrinn is overwritten, the Weave itself bending under the strain. In its place, new magic awakens, cold, psychic, alien. A mind not entirely his own. An Aberrant Mind Sorcerer, formed from a merger that should be impossible. Dripping with mucus, breath hitching like a bad Wi‑Fi signal, and magic sparking at the edges of his scrambled brain, William hauls himself out of the pod. The Nautiloid is in full catastrophic meltdown mode. Somewhere, voices are screaming. Overhead, tentacles thrash through the sky like they’re auditioning for an avant‑garde interpretive dance. All he wanted was to hit “New Save Game.” Instead, he’s stuck in Faerûn, inhabiting a body that should’ve been deleted from the character creation screen, packing powers that read like patch notes from a bugged update, sharing headspace with an Illithid parasite, and nursing the sneaking suspicion that the universe clicked the wrong file. Still, if this is the glitchy respawn he’s got, he’ll make it work. Maybe even have some fun. After all, if the multiverse shoves a cosmic horror into your brain, you might as well see what kind of cool tricks it comes with.

After being found and brought back by her wealthy family, Arabella Donovan has an unexpected awakening and discovers that the world she lives in is a mishmash of popular story tropes. Her eldest brother is the tragic guy in a melodramatic, angsty novel; Her second brother is the cannon fodder in an showbiz power-fantasy novel; Her third brother is the scapegoat who ends up with a criminal record in a doting teen romance; Her fourth sister is the vicious villainess in a 'real vs. fake heiress' story; And even her parents are just antagonistic background characters in some sweet, middle-aged romance. Arabella Donovan: This family is a complete collection of misfortunes. The word 'tragic' doesn't even begin to cover it. Her family, after hearing all of her inner thoughts: "..."