hermione kidnapped by bellatrix fanfiction

Jiang Jue transmigrated into Douluo Dalu 2 timeline and awakened The Strongest Body Martial Soul, However he was kidnapped by the Holy Spirit Cult This is a Translation Raw: 斗罗：开局被拐入圣灵教 Author: 浮妄小生

[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!" ---

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.

Silas Vane arrives in the so-called main god's space beneath a blazing golden sun. "Main God, could you be a little clearer about the mission? Once I get thrown into those anime worlds, what exactly am I supposed to do?" "Whatever you want. And for the record, I'm not a god." The voice of the golden sun, the Emperor, is warm and gentle. Welp. This isn't the main god's space at all. It's the Warp, only a thousand times more dangerous, and I've been kidnapped by Mommy Emperor. Wait, she's sending me to anime worlds... and letting me do whatever I want? As long as I can get out of the Warhammer universe, I'm ready to leave immediately. For the Emperor.

In her past life, Tang Mo accidentally lost her own Space Jade Pendant when the apocalypse began, losing her biggest golden finger. Afterwards, her superpower training went awry, she lost her loved ones, suffered from ostracization, and utterly ruined the good hand she was dealt, ultimately dying at the mouths of mutant beasts. Opening her eyes again, Tang Mo was reborn one week before the start of the apocalypse. None of the tragedies has happened yet! How will she seize the opportunity and walk her own path to becoming a powerful figure in the apocalypse?

Married to Mason Crawford for two years, Summer Thorne became the city's notorious jinx. As the legitimate Mrs. Crawford, she could only watch helplessly as her own family went bankrupt and her father was convicted, with no one willing to lend a hand. Mason Crawford looked at her coldly: "Summer Thorne, do you think anyone in Valois would dare to help you if I didn't give the word?" Everyone watched her hit dead ends everywhere, bruised and battered, standing by with cold indifference. Until that snowy night in the deep mountains, she was tricked by others and left to walk alone in the snow, when a man on horseback galloped over, pulled her onto his steed, and wrapped her in his embrace. * The first time they met, she lit a cigarette for him; The next time they met, he said, "Miss Thorne, how much are you planning to spend to buy me?" Timothy York, a gentleman from a prestigious family—upright, dignified, aloof, and noble, a man who had never made a single misstep, praised by everyone in Valois. Yet, on that one day, Summer Thorne was photographed leaving Timothy York's residence early in the morning. The entire city was in an uproar. The most unattainable flower of Valois had actually stolen another man's wife! * Everyone said Summer Thorne was a master of seduction, but they received Timothy York's four-word reply— "I initiated it." The wind rose in Sombren Forest, and snow fell into his arms. From the very beginning, it was he who initiated it.