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This is a fan translation of 賽馬娘：從路人甲到學院萬人迷！by the author 不易春風. Please support the original novel. Synopsis: [Heartthrob, Fluff, Power Fantasy] I traveled to the world of Uma Musume and became a girl who barely managed to scrape into the Tracen Academy at the bottom of the rankings. While I’m happy to be here— why on earth was the original owner of this body such a massive simp?! To make matters worse, I arrived exactly at the moment of her 51st confession to Mejiro McQueen. Looking at the troubled McQueen in front of me as she utters her rejection once again, what should I do? The answer is: Drop the flowers, turn around, and walk away. I refuse to tie myself down to just one girl! My goal is the sea of stars! Through devoted training and constant self-improvement, I eventually reached the pinnacle of my racing career. At that point, when Mejiro McQueen saw me surrounded by other girls, she actually yelled at me in a fit of jealous rage: "You weren't like this before!!!" Advanced chapters on Patreon: [https://patreon.com/Chungus_TL]

[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.

[ADVANCE CHAPTERS ARE UPLOADED ON MY PATREON] Support: patreon.com/Narrator_San When Lock wakes up in the terrifying world of Attack on Titan, he's ready to curse whatever higher power sent him here. No OP power, no special bloodline, no ancient Titan heritage—just a so-called “golden finger” that keeps feeding him motivational quotes straight out of a gym locker room. "What kind of cheat is this? I’d rather not have one at all!" he complains… until the system starts responding. Ding! The host has run 1,132.526 meters. Endurance +1. Ding! Host has suffered a critical blow. Impact resistance +1. Beep! Host has completed 100 strikes. Strength +1. Drop... "...Wait. This cheat is actually busted!" Thrown into a cruel world of giants, death, and betrayal, Shin has only one goal: survive. But with a system that rewards him for hard work, pain, and training, he might just rise far beyond survival. Train hard. Bleed often. Gain endlessly. The world of Titans is about to meet someone who refuses to die quietly. ——— Update Stability: 2 CHP/DAY Extra Chapter: On Every 100 powerstone ———

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!" ---

“Only Haki can reign supreme over everything.” This was the famous maxim of the Grand Line’s gold-medal instructor, Kaido of the Beasts, revered by countless people as unquestionable truth. But Roy did not agree. “Then let me ask you—if there were an ability user who could analyze and collect every Devil Fruit power, and was completely unaffected by Seastone or seawater… wouldn’t he be able to reach the very peak of this ocean through Devil Fruit abilities alone?” To prove his belief, Roy began to take action. ... Many years later. The Red Line—Holy Land Mariejois—is engulfed in blazing flames. At the very top of Pangaea Castle, the one responsible hovers high in the sky. His pristine Marine coat billows in the wind. “Are you declaring war on the world?” Facing the accusations of the Celestial Dragons, Roy simply grins. “Haven’t I already been at war with the world?” He smiles. Those who follow him step out from behind. The sight of the figures at the front plunges the entire scene into silence. Everyone recognizes them. They are the powerful individuals who, in recent years, have suddenly risen to fame across the seas. Among them are assassins, revolutionaries, pirates, merchants, doctors… Without exception, they are all overwhelming Devil Fruit users—and all belong to the same organization. Rumor had it that this organization had a mysterious leader, the most dangerous criminal in all the seas today. Now, the truth needs no explanation. “You… you are…” A legendary figure of the new generation of the Marines. The most dangerous criminal on the seas. From the very beginning, they were one and the same. His name is… Roy Amos. Hans felt as if he had been pardoned from death itself, and quickly shot Fal a look. The two hurried toward the temporary holding cell’s exit, but just before leaving, one of them turned back to ask: “Sir, once dinner is ready, should we bring you something?” “Pizza and cola, thanks.” Roy waved his hand, then added with emphasis: “And make sure the cola is ice-cold!” “Yes, sir!” The sailors left the cabin. Only the massive “Gladiator” Antolia—still wearing sea-stone handcuffs—remained, leaning against the cell wall and staring at Roy. “Sounds like you and your men aren’t very popular within the Navy?” He chuckled. “More or less.” Roy sat down casually on a sofa inside the cabin. He pulled a small hourglass from his coat and set it on the table. As the sand began to fall, he turned his head lazily toward Antolia. “But I hear Fleet Admiral Sengoku is considering raising the status of the Detention Unit. Hmm? What about you—got something to say?” He didn’t seem to mind having a casual chat with a criminal. “No, that has nothing to do with it.” Antolia spoke in a low voice. “It’s simply because you’re too weak. If you were strong enough, no one would dare look down on you.” “Status, money, power—only strength lets you take any of it. Look at me!” He struggled and forced himself to sit up straighter. “If not for these cuffs…” His gaze shifted to a huge metal plate nearby—on top of it was a protrusion that resembled a handle. It was the weapon submitted along with him when he was captured.

'It doesn't hurt anymore... Is this... death? I feel scared. Am I going to be alone here forever? Am I going to be judged by some entity? I wish I could've killed him at least if I was going to die like this. It wasn't as though he wouldn't have deserved it.' P.S. English is not my first language, there will be some mistakes maybe even some plot holes too.

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.