You were crossing the street and out of nowhere you felt a sharp pain and knew you had died. You thought there would be nothing more, until you began to feel warm, and you were wrapped in warm, fluffy blankets. You opened your eyes and noticed, to your horror, that you were lying in a crib, with a mobile hanging over the headboard, with blankets and in a baby's room. You writhed with rage and angry gurgles came out of your mouth.

If this was the afterlife, this couldn't be more humiliating.

You heard the door to your room open and saw Vinda Rosier and Gellert Grindelwald walk in and smile at you.

"good morning little princess, how did you sleep? I hope well, we have a big day ahead of us today."