Marvel: I'm Hermione, from Hogwarts!

In the familiar and retro room, an owl was squatting on the windowsill, staring at her intently with its head tilted.

Hermione's lips curled up slightly.

What if you go to the wrong world?

Don’t worry, just put it back on!

Chapter 2 Arriving at Hogwarts

Taking the envelope from the owl's mouth, Hermione turned around and comforted the cat, which was getting angry again because of the owl's appearance.

Open the envelope.

Dear Hermione Jane Granger

Thank you for your concern and I wish you a happy new semester at Hogwarts.]

Signed: Minerva McGonagall.

Hermione: "..."

Wow, this cat professor is quite polite.

When Hermione received the Hogwarts admission letter, she wrote a short thank-you letter and stuffed it into the owl that delivered the letter as a courtesy.

She was just being polite, but she didn't expect Professor McGonagall to actually reply.

Shaking her head, Hermione's eyes darted around the room.

This is the original owner's room in the Harry Potter world.

As for why she appeared here...

That's all thanks to the last page of the magic book in my mind.

After getting it in the Marvel world, Hermione, who had calmed down, suddenly discovered something.

That is, she is now in the Marvel world. Although Hogwarts has accepted her, she can't go to school!

In this case, where can she burn the spell?

Moreover, a twelve-year-old girl who is an illegal resident and has no relatives here has trouble even surviving!

Unwilling to give up, Hermione flipped through the magic book, only to find two icons on the last page.

M and the castle.

M is grey and has no reaction no matter how you touch it, but the castle is colourful.

Hermione didn't care about anything and made direct contact with it.

Then I returned to the HP world.

The castle on the page turned gray, but the M turned colorful, and a progress bar appeared below.

Hermione understood something immediately.

After repeated attempts, it was finally confirmed that the magic book can travel through the Marvel and HP worlds, but it requires a cooling time.

Each time you travel through the world, you need to wait about twelve hours, and only after the progress bar is full can you travel again.

So after buying a wand and some books in Diagon Alley, Hermione directly recorded the magic she could currently access and ran to the Marvel World to practice without stopping.

They are separated by a world, so no matter how capable the Ministry of Magic is, it would be impossible to track down what kind of magic she abused.

After packing her luggage and refusing the farewell from her parents in this life, Hermione headed for King's Cross Station.

To be precise, it is Platform Nine and Three Quarters hidden in King's Cross Station, where the train that picks up Hogwarts students returning to school stops.

Arriving at the platform and watching the people around her turning a blind eye to the student who passed through the wall, Hermione instantly realized that this was some kind of spell that was cast to confuse Muggles.

Otherwise, the spectacle of these world wonders banging into the wall would have made the onlookers drop their jaws.

Ubisoft features it.

Hermione remembered that there was a time limit for the platform to open, so she didn't dare to delay for a moment. She held the ticket tightly and walked straight through the wall.

If you go in late, you will really hit a wall.

After passing through the wall, the view suddenly opened up and it was obvious that we had arrived at a special platform.

Not far away, a steampunk-style train was quietly parked on the platform, and many little wizards were loading their luggage onto the train.

After getting on the bus, Hermione found an empty compartment and sat down.

She leaned against the car window, her lovely face reflected in it.

Although she looks like a girl of eleven or twelve years old, her eyes reveal a maturity that does not match her age.

There is a mountain of things to think about.

Harry Potter, Marvel...

Dumbledore, Voldemort, S.H.I.E.L.D., Avengers...

A mysterious magic book in my mind.

And... time travel.

Just as she was lost in thought, the door of the box was suddenly opened.

"Eh...there's someone there?"

A boy wearing glasses apologized profusely when he saw Hermione.

"Sorry, sorry, but the other boxes are full. I see there is an empty seat here. Can I sit here?"

Hermione glanced at the other person and nodded slightly without saying anything.

"Thank you." The boy with glasses sat down.

Hermione naturally recognized the other person.

Harry Potter?

Why are you here if you're not hanging out with Ron?

Or did he sit in the box where the two of them were originally?

Hermione didn't care about that.

The original work, whether it was the movie or the novel, only showed part of this world, and she had no idea where the two people would originally be sitting.

She didn't even know where she was supposed to be.

Not long after, a little red-haired boy came to the box and asked the same question.

Ron Weasley.

Harry Potter glanced at Hermione furtively, and when she didn't respond, he nodded and patted the seat next to him.

"That scar...you're Harry Potter!"

Just like in the original book, Ron discovered Harry's identity and exclaimed in surprise.

The rich Harry showed off his money ability, shocking the poor student Ron. The two of them established a preliminary revolutionary friendship just like in the original book.

After the commotion, the two looked at Hermione.

Only then did they notice that the cold girl in front of them had no reaction at all to the name Harry Potter.

You know, because of the Dark Lord, Harry Potter is well-known in the wizarding world.

Feeling the gaze, Hermione glanced at Harry, finally landing on his glasses.

"Restored as new."

Hermione casually cast a repair spell and repaired the horizontal crack on the other person's glasses. It was a greeting and also cured her obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Repair spell proficiency +1.

Harry and Ron exclaimed again. They had never expected that there would be freshmen who could master the use of spells so proficiently before even entering school.

Hermione looked out the window again and ignored the two guys.

When facing Harry Potter, she was not as surprised and enthusiastic as other little wizards.

One reason was that she had read the original novel and watched the movie in her previous life, so she already knew the two people in front of her very well.

Second, she really didn't like playing house with children, even though her current body was just that of a little girl.

……

As night fell, the train finally arrived.

After getting off the train and boarding a small boat, the freshmen, under the guidance of Hagrid and others, took the water route to Hogwarts.

Looking at the huge and magnificent castle in front of her, even Hermione, who had seen countless towering buildings in her previous life, couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of her heart.

"Sure enough, what you see on the screen can never compare to experiencing it in person."

Climb the stairs and arrive at the banquet hall.

As expected, Professor McGonagall was standing at the edge of the stairs, wearing a green robe and a pointed wizard hat, just like in the original book.

There was a faint noise coming from the door behind me.

Ron and Ron still don't like each other, and they start to argue with each other passionately, dragging Harry into the battlefield.

After a small disturbance, everyone filed in.

As they passed by Professor McGonagall, she looked at Hermione and suddenly said:

"Miss Hermione Granger."

Hermione paused, thoughts racing in her mind.

Ok?

Compared to Hermione who was originally in the front row, she was doing the opposite, hiding at the back, fearing that she would attract attention.

I didn't expect this to be noticed.

Hermione turned to McGonagall, "Good evening, Professor McGonagall."

Mag stared down at her for a moment, also giving her a kind smile.

"Ms. Granger, thank you for your concern and I wish you a happy new semester."

Same words as in the reply letter.

Hermione suddenly realized that this was the reason why she wrote the letter before.

"Thank you for your good wishes and I wish you good luck in teaching." She responded with a standard smile.

Arriving at the center of the auditorium, apart from the senior students on both sides, the most eye-catching thing is the row of professors sitting in the main seats in the front.

Especially the old man with white beard in the middle who looks quite like Gandalf.

The old man stood up and looked around, first staying on Harry Potter for a moment, and then his gaze shifted directly to Hermione at the back.

Hermione:? ? ?

Chapter 3 Slytherin? Gryffindor!

Bush Gomen?

What's going on between you two?

Hermione's expression froze and she managed a stiff smile.

Compared to those weird super-powered people and organizations in Marvel, what she doesn't want to deal with are the Hogwarts professors who seem safe but are actually dangerous.

Although she didn't think they would do anything to a twelve-year-old girl, the matter of time travel and the magic book were the deepest secrets in her heart.

A secret that I don't want anyone to know.

And in Hogwarts, there are Legilimency masters everywhere.

Especially Dumbledore.

Although it is not usually used on a first-year student, it is always a risk.

However, there was no other way. She wanted to learn magic systematically, and the easiest and most convenient way was to go to Hogwarts, so she had to come.