hermione is wealthy fanfiction

[Transformation] + [Marvel] + [HP] What if you go to the wrong world? She was transmigrator as Hermione from the Harry Potter world, but she appeared in Marvel. A mysterious magic book allows Hermione to jump back and forth between the Marvel and Harry Potter worlds.

Hermione Granger always thought she was incredibly hardworking in her studies, even to the point of being obsessed, until she met Lynn… A study fanatic, a meticulous machine, a tireless monster—that's how students describe Lynn. A well-behaved student who follows the rules, and an extremely rare genius—that's how the professors describe Lynn. Until they peeled away Lynn's outer layer and saw her scarred core. “You can’t survive on just high scores anymore, so stop and take a break, okay?” — Hermione "Life isn't just about moving forward; pause for a moment and appreciate its beauty." — Albus Dumbledore -------------------------------- Read up to chapter 40 in advance at p@treon

Waking up in a new body is disorienting. Waking up as Hermione Granger—the brightest witch of her age—is a surprise. But realizing you aren't in Hogwarts, but standing in the middle of Tony Stark's New York? Complete panic. Fortunately, "Hermione" isn't empty-handed. Bound to a mysterious Grimoire that allows her to jump between the Wizarding World and the Marvel Cinematic Universe, she realizes one absolute truth: playing the good girl is for losers. Why bother with complex science and superhero morals when the Unforgivable Curses exist? Avada Kedavra solves 99% of her problems. For the remaining 1%, there's Imperio. Tony Stark: "J.A.R.V.I.S., it's time to design the Anti-Wizard Armor." Hermione: (smirks) "You mean the scrap metal that breaks the second you put it on?" Hulk: "HULK SMASH!" Hermione: (raises wand) "Shut it, green guy, or I'll cast Expelliarmus on your pants!" The Ancient One: "You are an anomaly. A sorcerer who does not belong on this timeline..." Hermione: "Let me correct you, baldy. I am a Wizard." Nick Fury: (eye twitching) "Where exactly are you from?" Hermione: (adjusts robes innocently) "Me? I'm just a simple exchange student from Hogwarts." Armed with unparalleled acting skills, a ruthless inner demon, and a wand that flashes green way too often, the MCU is about to learn why you never mess with a Dark Witch in sheep's clothing. [Features] World Hopping: Seamlessly travel between HP & MCU! Two-Faced MC: Innocent schoolgirl on the outside, ruthless Dark Lord on the inside. Magic vs. Tech: Watch science try (and fail) to explain Unforgivable Curses. Elite Banter: Sarcastic, unapologetic, and totally overpowered.

[No system, no transmigration. Main character: Harry. Sole love interest: Hermione.] Voldemort—the most powerful Dark wizard of his time. But could Lily Potter really have sealed away all his Horcruxes completely? What if one of those Horcruxes continued to subtly influence Harry, even after the curse? What if that influence caused Harry to awaken his magical abilities at a very young age? And if that were the case… when faced with bullies, would Harry have used magic to fight back? Now imagine this: the class divide in the wizarding world is far worse than it seemed. The pure-blood aristocrats don’t see half-bloods or Muggle-borns as equals—barely even as people. Ordinary pure-bloods are caught in the middle, pushed around by both sides. In a society like that… what path would Harry choose? ilham20

Hogwarts: Hermione and I Swapped Bodies! Tom found himself dumped in London. He figured he was finally set up to live a quiet, unremarkable life. He didn't expect to get yanked across realities again. And this time, it was a freaky body-swap. What the hell is a Hogwarts Acceptance Letter? Where did my "Little Tom" go?! How on earth did I wake up as Hermione Granger?! Stepping through the doors of the magical world, Tom is absolutely thriving and taking names. Hermione, meanwhile, is carrying the weight of the world, constantly treading on thin ice just to survive. --- "Mr. Riddle, the student body considers you the most versatile genius in the history of magic. What's your secret?" "Mr. Riddle, rumor has it you're the faculty's absolute favorite. The professors have practically come to blows over you..." "Mr. Riddle, they say you're the ultimate role model. Every student is proud to know you..." Tom simply raises a hand to quiet the crowd. "First off, I have to thank every single professor at Hogwarts. But more importantly, I have to thank Hermione. She's my absolute best friend. We're incredibly close—practically inseparable. Honestly, without Hermione, the life I have today simply wouldn't exist." --- Meanwhile, Hermione had her own thoughts to share outside the Hogwarts branch of the Daily Prophet: "Voldemort? Compared to that bastard, Voldemort is a sweet little kid! 'Incredibly close'? Who the hell is his friend?! The guy is a complete and utter Dark Lord! I only survived to see today through my own sheer blood, sweat, and tears, damn it!" ---

Although handsome guys usually have good luck, Hou Jie always feels that he is very unlucky. Poor is bad enough, and he is also blind. In high school, there was a stupid person who chased him for a full two years and forcibly turned Hou Jie, a straight man, gay. This stupid person is good in all aspects. Handsome, excellent grades, never fights back when beaten and never answers back when scolded. But Hou Jie directly said goodbye after dating him for two months. Ding Qinan: Why? Hou Jie: Because you are poor. However, life is full of melodrama. What is melodrama? Melodrama is when after breaking up, you meet again on the street. He is driving a BMW i8 while you are pedaling a second-hand bicycle. Hou Jie: Ouch, my knee! Ouch, my shinbone! Ouch, if you don't give me eighty or ninety thousand, don't even think about leaving today! The car window slowly lowered, revealing the familiar face of his ex. The other party took off his sunglasses and looked Hou Jie, who was lying on the road pretending to be dead, up and down. He laughed. Ding Qinan's mouth is as mean and poisonous as ever: "Hou Jie, without me, why are you so miserable now?" Hou Jie:... Very good. Back then he successfully missed a low-key rich second generation.

Join Hermione Granger in her fifth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry as she and her friends band together to confront the darkest wizard of their time. As the threat of Voldemort looms ever larger, Hermione is determined to fight back against the forces of darkness that threaten their world.

Sequel available: Hermione Granger and the Vault of Time . Ever wondered what really happened during Hermione Granger’s first year at Hogwarts? Yes, she studied tirelessly and became entangled in the perils of the Dark Lord’s return. But another story was unfolding—one far less obvious and much more personal. A story that began quietly, with no apparent connection to Voldemort. As Christmas approached, Hermione started noticing strange, unsettling events creeping into her life. Little did she know, this holiday season would mark the beginning of something truly terrifying. Something dark had awakened, and it was targeting her—and only her. While others saw just a diligent student, Hermione was facing a danger that no one else could see. This is the untold story of Hermione Granger, where magic becomes a deadly threat...

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.

One day, a strange hand suddenly appeared inside Chi Wan’s interdimensional space. Its owner claimed to be living in the apocalypse—starving, desperate—and begged to trade anything he had for food. Chi Wan stared at the pile of Imperial Green jade, oversized diamonds, and dozens of kilograms of gold bars he offered… and fell into deep thought. …Wasn’t this a little too profitable? From then on, her connection to the apocalypse only grew stronger. The mysterious man—who turned out to be a powerful figure—used his Wood Ability to help her revive rare orchids, cultivate endangered plants, and even harvest zombie crystal cores for the country. As for Chi Wan? She only had three responsibilities: feed him, feed him, and keep feeding him. Somehow, without realizing it, a group of extraordinary men began to gather around her: A genius research scientist. An aloof, abstinent CEO. A cold and ruthless Soldier King… In front of Chi Wan, they were gentle, attentive, and impeccably polite—each trying to outshine the others. Behind her back? They were one step away from tearing each other apart. Meanwhile, on the other side of the spatial link… The so-called King of the Apocalypse clenched his teeth in silence as he listened to these men compete for her attention. As for Chi Wan? “I’m busy getting rich and supporting my family,” she said calmly. “A battle royale of suitors? I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Until one day— An absurdly handsome man appeared at the gates of her villa… carrying a sack filled with gold and jewels. “I’m here to marry into your family,” he declared. Chi Wan glanced at him, then at the newly connected wasteland world inside her space… …and once again fell into deep thought.