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Sherlock Holmes spent the first 11 years of his life as an unusually observant and curious child in London, often shocking adults with his sharp deductions. On his eleventh birthday at 1991, he received a curious letter sealed with a strange crest-- an invitation to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. What will happen when the brightest boy of the Muggle world steps into the land of spells, secrets, and magic? Can pure logic navigate a world built on magic? >>>>>>>>>>>>>>> You can read more advanced chapters on : patreon.com/MikeyMuse Thanks for reading and the support.

In the summer of 1991, Sherlock Holmes received his acceptance letter from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. —In a situation when magic and science collide, an interesting tale is born. *book cover not owned *all credit goes to the original author 300 Powerstones - 1 extra chap 500 Powerstones - another extra chap

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A high-stakes management consultant from Boston trades spreadsheets for a Glock 19 after waking up in 2008 London as James Moriarty. Trapped in the BBC Sherlock universe years before the detective's debut, he must refine his Spider's Web ability to transform a sloppy criminal crew into a global empire. While balancing a dangerous romance with Molly Hooper, he applies corporate efficiency to the underworld, discovering that his new body possesses lethal muscle memory perfectly suited for the upcoming Great Game

PRIVATE FF; EXPERIMENTAL…. (っ－＿－)っ AM N. NOT. ♤ Draft ♤ Title: Detective Conan — " Sherlock Leonardo Napoleon Suzuki's Chronicles " ♤— need to enjoy a cup of beverage first….. ♤—Sherlock Leonard Napoleon Suzuki [OC]... -The youngest son of the suzuki family. -L.N. -Slow pace [Notice] I wrote this to give shape to the absurd, chaotic ideas drifting through my mind, and to improve little by little along the way. I’m not an author—just someone experimenting with writing and learning English. This is purely an experimental fanfic, not meant to be taken seriously. AU elements, power-scaling nonsense, twisted personalities, and a whole lot of bullshit included. cover image;not mine.

In the summer of 1991, Sherlock Holmes received his acceptance letter to Hogwarts. As magic and science intertwine, the story is about to begin. This is a translation of the original work. On Patreon, you can read up to 5 chapters per day until we catch up with the number of chapters released by the original author. patreon.com/Kottaru Support us there and follow Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts ahead of time!

When the fog of London could no longer nourish his thirsty mind, and when the tricks of all the masters of crime had become tiresome, the world's greatest detective, Sherlock Holmes, was sinking into an unprecedented boredom and weariness. Dr. Watson watched his friend with concern, powerless to stop his spiritual world from withering away. However, the turning point came in a way that was beyond imagination. An enigmatic visitor, whose true nature cannot be fathomed, knocked on the door of 221B Baker Street, bringing an irresistible invitation to unlock the ultimate mystery of the universe. He left behind an ancient and exquisite pocket watch. This is no ordinary timekeeping tool. When the pocket watch is turned on and its light flows, it becomes an ark that travels through time and space. Holmes and Watson thus embarked on an extraordinary and bizarre adventure that defied logic. They may wander through different times and spaces, or even venture into unknown dimensions where myths and nightmares intertwine. But behind each adventure lies a darker undercurrent: an unspeakable entity from beyond the stars is quietly extending its tentacles into all of time and space. The logic of the world is crumbling, and mad whispers echo through the timeline. Now, Holmes must use his unparalleled mind, together with Watson, to search for clues among infinite possibilities. They must not only solve one mystery after another, but also expose the Outer Gods' trickery before the ultimate order of the universe is completely eroded. This is the ultimate test that pushes reason to the edge of madness. Are you ready to follow the greatest detective to unravel the biggest and most dangerous mystery?

An investigator transmigrated into the body of Nathan, a nondescript man living under the flickering fluorescent lights of a London flat in the world of BBC's Sherlock. Bound to the Consulting Detective System (CDS), Nathan must navigate the high-stakes genius of 221B Baker Street using an interface that weaponizes Observation (OBS) and Deduction (DED). Unlike Sherlock Holmes, who relies on innate brilliance, Nathan utilizes a system-generated London Map and a database of Contacts gathered from the city's homeless population to track a serial bomber’s logistics. Armed with meta-knowledge of the "Great Game," he prepares a thirty-seven-page intelligence dossier for Lestrade, hoping to alter the climax at the pool before Jim Moriarty’s games turn deadly. As he balances his growing Social Capital with the risk of system penalties for exposure, Nathan realizes he isn't just solving puzzles—he's becoming the variable that the world's only consulting detective never saw coming.

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.