Oh my God, what the fuck. I could only stare as I felt a weird wave of energy coming from Riddle, shooting towards Grim.

CLANK! A flat, heart-shaped collar suddenly appeared around his neck, with one side being red and the other black. It was outlined with plated gold. I'd literally never seen anything more fantasy-like, what is this shit.

"Myah?!" The cat yelped in surprise. "What are you doing?!"

Placing a hand on his hip, Riddle glared at Grim in disdain. "The Queen Of Hearts's rule 23: 'One must never bring a cat to a formal affair.'" He recited. "Your very presence here is a violation of order. You will vacate these premises immediately."

Queen Of Hearts? I thought in bewilderment. Isn't that something from Alice In Wonderland?

"But I ain't a cat either!" Grim growled defensively. "Don't you try'n collar me! I'll burn it right off!" He looked like he was about to use his fire magic, and I got ready to run just in case. To my astonishment, nothing happened.

"Huh...? Wh-What gives?" He said in shock. "My fire ain't workin'!"

Riddle's face became smug instead of irritated. "Until I deign to remove that collar, you won't be using any magic." He explained in a very 'I'm-so-smart-and-powerful' voice. "You're naught but a pet cat now."

"M-meoWHAT?!" Grim spluttered. If he was trying to convince people that he wasn't a cat, he wasn't exactly doing a great job at it. "I ain't nobody's pet-NOTHING!"

"Woah, a triple negative." I muttered to no one in particular. Riddle was already talking loudly again, "Oh, you've nothing to worry about there." He said, looking annoyed again. "I certainly have no interest in having you as a pet."

"The collar will disappear once you're removed from campus." He relaxed his arms, letting them drop to his sides. Beside him, Azul, the white haired guy with glasses, was smiling with interest.

"Ha HA! Good show as always, Riddle." He praised. "Your signature spell locks down any magic. It's quite handy." I blinked in puzzlement. Signature spell? My God, this IS Hogwarts.

"I've just GOT to have it— ah, I mean, I've just got to have respect for it." Azul amended his mistake quickly, but not before I caught onto that slip.

That's totally not suspicious at all. I narrowed my eyes slightly. If I've been isekai'd into a fantasty world, I'll be anything that this dude here is one of the antagonists.

"Nix!" I just about had a heart attack at the sound of Crowley saying my name angrily. Amidst all the excitement, I had honestly forgotten he existed. "Was I not clear that you are expected to take responsibility for your familiar?"

"Um," I began, trying to control my voice instead of stuttering like an idiot. "About, uh, about that... he's n- not my familiar."

"Now discipline your— what's that?" He said abruptly, finally processing my words. "It isn't yours?"

I shook my head firmly, which turned out to be much easier than saying actual words.

"Oh... is that so?" Crowley asked, looking a bit embarassed. He cleared his throat loudly. "Then I shall have it expelled from campus. I shall even spare it from being served as dinner."

My eyes widened. "What?"

He ignored me and continued talking, as usual. "My, but I AM kind." Crowley boasted. "...Someone take this away, please." He gestured towards Grim, who was struggling against being dragged towards the giant pitch black mirror with an invisible force— probably magic or something.

"Nooooo! Let me gooooo!" He wailed pitifully. "You fools better remember my name! 'Cause I'm gonna go down in magic history! Just you wait!" Were his last words before disappearing into the mirror.

"Wow." I said quietly to no one again. "Who knew cats could have superiority complexes?"

A/N: I'm using the English version of TWST for this fic, so sorry if you don't like that. I'll be using the English terms for this game only, except for Thaumarks because Madol just sounds better.