Neko_himiya

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Author's Note:

This story is written with the help of an AI (Aria), who generates the chapters based on the user's ideas and direction. While the plot is original, the writing style and execution come from an AI assistant. Read at your own discretion!


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Synopsis:

Reincarnating into the Harry Potter universe should have been a dream come true. But for [FMC's Name], it was a playground for chaos.

Gifted with a magic ability that lets her steal anything without anyone realizing it’s gone, she turned the wizarding world upside down—stealing the Philosopher’s Stone, dismantling Voldemort’s plans, and leaving even Dumbledore utterly baffled.

By the time she left Hogwarts, history had been rewritten beyond recognition.

But her journey doesn’t end there.

With nothing left to challenge her, she sets her sights on a new magical world—one just as full of legends, prophecies, and untold power.

And once again, no one will ever suspect a thing.


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The Phantom Thief of Fate

Alright, time to mess with Year Three!

Year Three at Hogwarts was supposed to be exciting.

A notorious prisoner, Sirius Black, had supposedly escaped from Azkaban.

Everyone was on edge. The Ministry sent Dementors to patrol the school. Professors were extra cautious.

To be fair, I didn't originally plan to mess with the plot this much.

Azkaban was supposed to be the most secure prison in the wizarding world.

Naturally, I wanted to see if I could break in.

Turns out? It was ridiculously easy.

With my ability, I could walk right past the Dementors, stroll through the cells, and take anything I wanted—including prisoners.

So, on a whim, I yoinked Sirius Black.

One moment, he was rotting in a cell. The next, he was in a cozy little cottage in the middle of nowhere.

And now, Hogwarts was panicking over an escaped convict that… wasn't actually missing.

The school year started with an absolute meltdown.

"Be on high alert!" McGonagall warned. "Sirius Black is extremely dangerous!"

Meanwhile, I was just sipping my tea.

There was no Sirius Black wandering around.

And yet, everyone was losing their minds.

Harry kept looking over his shoulder.

Hermione was furiously researching defense spells.

Meanwhile, Sirius was chilling in a house somewhere, eating toast.

By mid-October, I started noticing it again.

Like he was trying to solve the world's greatest mystery.

The Chamber of Secrets disaster never happened.

Lockhart mysteriously lost his credibility overnight.

The Heir of Ravenclaw rumors were still going strong.

And now, an Azkaban prisoner had somehow disappeared from prison without actually escaping.

Something told me that Dumbledore was starting to suspect that reality itself was messing with him.

I smiled at him politely and kept eating my dinner.

Because Sirius never actually "escaped," Harry never learned he had a godfather.

So all the emotional moments? The big reveals? The dramatic confrontations?

Harry just went through Year Three like normal, completely unaware of the family drama that should've unfolded.

I had single-handedly erased an entire plotline.

The Year Ends With… Absolutely Nothing

By the time exams rolled around, I realized something amazing.

Nothing major had happened all year.

It was the calmest Hogwarts year ever.

As I boarded the Hogwarts Express home, I leaned back in my seat, feeling completely satisfied.

And an entire school year's worth of drama.

The Prisoner Who Never Escaped