Letters are annoying, so here I am

by s0lart

Summary:

" The Boy Who Lived. That was the name of the Potter baby. The only boy who survived the forbidden spell. Killing the Potters and then killing their son was Voldemort's defeat.

 

Well... Maybe in another universe "

 

Ranpo finally goes to Hogwarts, fed up with their constant letter-posting. But he has one condition. His friends go with him. Which is a bit problematic. Wizards and abilitys users don't get along.

 

[ ABANDONED 😭 ]

Notes:

Helloooo!

This is a conceptual preview of ff. I don't know if I will be able to write (due to the start of the school year), but maybe something will appear here from time to time.

This is a book for fun, so don't expect any big plot puzzles.

Let's have fun reading and writing ❤️

Chapter 1: Prologue concept

The Boy Who Lived. That was the name of the Potter baby. The only boy who survived the forbidden spell. Killing the Potters and then killing their son was Voldemort's defeat.

 

 

Well... Maybe in another universe

 

 

The boy who disappeared. The boy who disappeared. One of the greatest mysteries of the wizarding world. Mr. and Mrs. Potter? Found dead. But the famous Harry Potter? No body. Voldemort may have disappeared, but what happened to the child is unknown. Maybe it died, maybe the body was burned? Or maybe the boy survived and lives somewhere in a nice house?

 

Dumbledore still can't forgive himself. He was supposed to protect this boy instead. And he didn't even know what was going on. Even so, he didn't stop looking for him. Together with the order, he continues to search for young Potter.

 

Maybe they'll never know the truth? 

 

 

 

 

 

"Ranpo-san?" Atsushi looked questioningly at his peer.

 

"Hmm?" the other muttered, eating two sweets as usual. 

 

"W-Well... I was going through the documents and came across the agent records" he began, holding the document uncertainly in his hands "And I ran into your... Not that I wanted to meddle in some business!"

 

Ranpo nodded, wanting to let the white-haired man know that he didn't have to stress. He understood the stress.

 

"You can keep talking. Atsushi, I don't bite."

 

The tigerboy flinched a bit, but continued his words. 

"Your name from a few years ago... Is that correct? he turned the page to the detective, showing him what it was about.

 

 

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AGENT'S PERSONAL INFORMATION 

 

 

BIRTH NAME : Harry Potter 

 

CURRENT NAME : Edogawa Ranpo

 

DATE OF BIRTH : July 31 1980

 

 

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"Everything is correct"

Chapter 2: "We are going to London!"

Summary:

Another letter is sent to Ranpo. Atsushi, unaware of the existence of wizards, begins to have more and more questions.

 

Ranpo finally wants to go to the people, that his parents belonged to.

Notes:

Hello!

I'm honestly not sure about this chapter, but I couldn't think of a better one. I hope it makes at least some sense.

Enjoy reading ❤️

"Ranpo! A letter for you..." Kyouka said softly, placing the letter on the desk.

 

"Oh, thank you!" he replied, turning around in his chair. He smiled kindly at the girl, keeping his eyes closed as usual. Kyouka walked away from the office, obviously pleased that she was of some use.

 

Ranpo glanced at the letter, immediately sighing heavily. Another letter. They really can't let go of what?

 

The detective took the letter and crumpled it, throwing it into the nearest bin. Unfortunately, the letter fell out of it.

 

Sitting next to it, Atsushi immediately ran, picking up the letter from the floor. 

"Is this a letter for you, Ranpo?" asked the white-haired man, opening the letter.

Unfortunately, Ranpo didn't manage to stop him. 

 

 

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HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

 

Headmaster: ALBUS DUMBLEDORE

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)

 

Dear Mr. Potter,

 

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.

 

Yours sincerely, Minerva McGonagall

 

Deputy Headmistress

 

 

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"Magic school?" Atsushi mumbled, a bit baffled "Is this some kind of joke?"

 

Ranpo immediately took the letter from him. 

 

"It's nothing important. They send these letters to Ranpo every year" Kunikida said without looking away from the reports.

 

"They even used owls once!" added Dazai "I wanted to keep one but it ran away right away..."

 

"And I guess they've learned not to send them any more" Yosano added, amused.

 

"...But that magic exists?"

 

Kunikida looked at Atsushi with a look that said "are you serious?" The tigerboy was a bit embarrassed, seeing that he should probably know such information. 

 

"Kunikida~! Don't be so harsh on Atsushi!" Dazai said seeing his partner's expression. 

 

"You are his mentor! You should put him in it!" shouted Kunikida.

 

"...Oh. I forgot"

 

Kunikida hit his face with his hand, trying to refrain from choking the brunette. 

 

"You're really taking up my time," he growled, his other hand gripping the pen "...But someone must tell him. Better it be me than that mummy"

 

"Hey!" Dazai exclaimed, being ignored by Kunikida. 

 

"Okay kid, listen, because I'm not going to repeat myself twice" the blonde snorted. Atsushi immediately came closer, standing at the elder's desk.

 

"I'll tell you this briefly, because I don't have time for big talk. In addition to our community of abilitys and ordinary civilians, there is a community of wizards. Of course, they think no one knows about them" he began to tell, not allowing himself to be questioned, "The letter is from Hogwarts. A school in Scotland. They send letters to Ranpo because he is also... a Wizard" Kunikida finished, saying the word "wizard" reluctantly. 

 

Atsushi still looked confused, so Dazai hurried to explain.

 

"Don't worry Atsu! It's just too complicated for your little brain~!" he laughed, which slightly offended the white-haired "Kuni doesn't like to talk about them. I don't think he likes them very much..."

 

"Their government just annoys me! Besides, they don't like us either!"

 

"Us?" repeated Atsushi, tilting his head questioningly to the side.

 

"People with abilitys" Kunikida muttered "Now they think there are no such people anymore, but in the past they thought we were a bit of a perversion."

 

"They're a terrible racist community" Tanizaki added, to which Naomi glared at him "Come on? They don't even like the ones with no magical parents!"

 

"Oh... But why are they still trying to send letters?"

 

"Because I'm important" said Ranpo, getting the boy's attention "They have a problem with this one 'villain'. I figured out what it was a long time ago. But it's sick that they wanted to send some kid to him"

 

"That doesn't sound very good..."

 

"Maybe. But I'm just ignoring the lists. Yokohama is protected from them anyway, so only letters can pass through"

 

"Protected?" Atsushi asked again. He was learning far too much now.

 

"Mhmm~! Yokohama is one of the biggest cities where people like us live! That's why a barrier was put up long ago to protect us from pseudo magicians!" Dazai smiled, saying in a teacher's tone "Their spells aren't very strong, but you never know with them"

 

Atsushi nodded slowly, trying to assimilate the information he had learned. Apparently, he really didn't know much.

 

"But, Ranpo!" he once again drew the detective's attention "Why just... Won't you go see what's going on?" 

 

This question apparently caught the attention of everyone in the office. No one ever asked that question out loud. And they were even curious about the answer.

 

"...Why should I help someone who hates my family?"

 

If not the situation, his words would certainly make many people go out for tissues.

 

"But... We should help everyone."

 

Ranpo merely smiled a little at the enthusiasm of his associate. They may have been around the same age, but Ranpo had matured much earlier. Not everyone can be saved. 

 

Although Atsushi was also somewhat right. As the best detective in the world, he should help others. Even if they don't like his relatives.

 

But the next argument. School. How he dislikes such institutions. He's making a bigger moron out of the baby than he already is.

 

"I'll think about it" he muttered, pulling his cap over his face.

 

Atsushi smiled before turning back to his mentor. 

"Dazai, will you tell me more?" he asked. 

 

"Of course, my dear Atsushi!" replied the other, propping his feet up on his desk "Well..." 

 

"DAZAI GET TO WORK!" shouted Kunikida, waving his notebook at him.

 

"But Kuni~ I'm too tired!" replied the other, which was immediately hit in the face with a book. 

 

"YOU LAZY BANDAGE MACHINE!"

 

 

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Ranpo was sitting in the principal's office, resting his head on his hand. He stared at the window, trying to ignore the sun's rays that fell on his eyes. 

 

He continued to ponder the words of the white-haired boy. And where is the best place to vent your worries? Of course Fukuzawa. 

 

"So what is it Ranpo?" asked the older man, placing two cups of tea on the table. It was obvious that he was prepared for such an eventuality.

 

Nothing unusual. Instead of a real psychologist who probably couldn't handle their problems, everyone went to Fukuzawa. And it almost always helped.

 

"It's about letters" he said, immediately taking a cup and taking a sip of tea. He loved the drink. It always somehow calmed him down and allowed him to gather his thoughts.

 

"Are they worrying you again?"

 

"Not quite" he muttered, sighing "I'm thinking of going there"

 

Apparently, Fukuzawa did not expect such words. But he didn't let it show too much. 

 

"If they're so eager to find me, I guess I can finally go" he muttered, staring at the tea. 

 

"You know you don't have to go there, right?" he replied, looking at the younger one. 

 

"But on the one hand, I want to see what it's like there. After all, I guess that's where I kind of belong" he shrugged "But I'm definitely not going there alone."

 

"What do you suggest?"

 

"He wants to take some of us there. I know you have some connections" Ranpo said, speaking confidently. 

 

"Unfortunately, you're right" A faint smile appeared on his face. Nothing could be hidden from Ranpo "I think if it could help our community relations, my 'friend' would agree."

 

"That's cool!" Ranpo smiled, returning to his nature again "But I want to take four people with me! One not from the agency!"

 

"If you think it's a good idea"

 

"It's perfect idea! Because is my idea!" 

 

Fukuzawa laughed softly, seeing

the boy's sudden exuberance. Ranpo immediately got up from his seat, drank all his tea in one gulp, and left the office quickly. 

 

"WE ARE GOING TO LONDON"

Notes:

He gladly accepts the suggestion of what might happen in the next chapters. I do not promise to write this based on requests, but I will definitely read the comments!

Nice day / night! <3

Chapter 3: House on Grimmauld Place

Summary:

Dazai, Kunikida, Atsushi and Poe arrive to accompany Ranpo to London. A group from Yokohama walks around London trying to find house number 13.

 

Ranpo meets Sirius Black for the first time.

Notes:

Next chapter. I'll try to write something there, because I want to write it while I'm feeling inspired. I hope it's okey!

Five people came out of the airport with their suitcases in their hands. People turned to look at them, seeing enough of them... Very conspicuous outfits. 

 

"Now where are we supposed to go?" 

 

"It's definitely somewhere closer to the center..."

 

"Give me a minute and I'll figure it out!" the blond guy with the glasses trying to get a handle on the map of the city "DAZAI STOP ANNOYING THE SECURITY!"

 

"But recently I read about a very effective death from stun guns!" 

 

"You know it's rather painful... The Taser would have to be used a couple of times" Atsushi mumbled. His words were so effective that the brunette immediately moved away from airport security.

 

"We're not going anywhere at this rate..." Poe sighed, stroking his raccoon to calm down a bit. He didn't like being in the middle of a crowd. And airports were usually packed with people.

 

Ranpo sighed softly, seeing what a commotion they were causing. They are rather lucky that security did not actually take an interest in them. The green-eyed man looked around. After a moment, he fixed his gaze on one point, slightly widening his closed eyes. 

 

"They're already watching us" 

 

His words apparently caught the attention of the rest of them. Fukuzawa finally told them that his friend preferred to be sure of their intentions.

 

 

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"I was able to get you permission to enter the school grounds. But the principal immediately let me know that they would be keeping an eye on you" Fukuzawa announced as the agencies ( and Poe ) were standing with their suitcases.

 

"Are president sure it's a good idea to leave agency alone? It is not known whether the Port mafia..." Kunikida began, but the president immediately interrupted him. 

 

"We currently have peace between our organizations. Dazai assured me that as long as no one starts the fire, peace will not be broken." 

 

"Mori may be a psycho, but he keeps his word" Dazai stated with a shrug.

 

"I still think it's a bad idea!"

 

"Don't worry Kunikida! You won't miss any reports" Yosano joked as she stood next to the white-haired man. 

 

"Besides, someone has to keep an eye on Dazai" Tanizaki added, to which Dazai sighed theatrically. 

 

"And what am I going for...?" asked Atsushi. 

 

"Since Kunikida will be watching over Dazai, someone must be watching over both of them" Fukuzawa sighed. He preferred not to risk any war between wizards and abilitys users. 

 

"Oh... I'll try." Atsushi bowed slightly with a serious expression. 

 

They do it for Ranpo. And by the way, they will try not to start a cultural war.

 

 

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"So now... Right" Kunikida muttered as the group walked down the street of London. 

 

"It's so gray here! Atmospheric but so boooooring!" Dazai sighed, throwing his head back.

 

"That's the point... Depressingly" Atsushi muttered as he walked beside his mentor.

 

"Could you be quiet for a moment? There are more streets here than here!" muttered Kunikida, trying to figure out the map "I have a feeling that they made us idiots!"

 

"Not at all. It should be somewhere... Here" Poe said, pausing on the sidewalk. 

 

The street sign said "Grimmauld Place". The building on the left was number 12, and the next one was number 13. But there was nothing in between. 

 

"Someone either can't count or something isn't right here" Atsushi muttered as they all stopped. 

 

"...I forgot you guys can't see it" Ranpo muttered, looking at them slightly amused. 

 

"What?" Atsushi asked, confused, looking at his peer. 

 

"A house" replied for Ranpo, Dazai keeping his hands in his pockets and looking at the two buildings "They probably used some kind of illusion. After all, if it's supposed to be a hideout, it has to be undetectable."

 

"So... What should we do?" Atsushi asked confused, looking a bit confused. 

 

"It makes sense that it's difficult to enter a house you can't see" Poe muttered. "The wizards' skills and magic may be similar, but they don't work the same in some aspects" he explained, and Karl nodded in agreement.

 

"Oh, I understand" 

 

"But now we're late! We were supposed to be here a dozen or so minutes ago!" Kunikida said impatiently, tapping her foot on the pavement.

 

Atsushi was about to propose his idea when Ranpo suddenly turned around, pointing his finger vigorously at Dazai. 

 

"Dazai, you need to come closer!" 

 

Everyone looked a bit surprised at the raven-haired man, not knowing what was going on. Only after a second did the bandaged man's face light up with understanding.

 

"Ohhhh!~ They won't be happy" he laughed devilishly, even though stars of amusement appeared in his eyes.

 

With a bit of a dance step, Dazai walked closer to the gap between the houses, then theatrically touched the wall.

 

"Puff~" 

 

Almost immediately, the buildings moved and house number 12 appeared between them. 

 

"...Did you just ruin all their protection?" Kunikida muttered, staring at his partner.

 

"Yep!~ I'm a genius when it comes to things like this!" he stated, bowing towards them. He was clearly enjoying their attention.

 

"Wouldn't it be better to call someone?" Atsushi asked quietly. The wizards definitely won't be happy.

 

"But it was faster this way," Ranpo sighed lazily. "If they wanted me to come, let them come out with some sort of welcome committee! Not a group that we lost after a minute."

 

"They are not very discreet. They're not suitable for tracking" Dazai added. And let's be honest, he was an expert when it came to such things. 

 

Ignoring their conversations, Ranpo jumped up the stairs, standing right in front of the door. He immediately knocked on the door a few times. Eventually everyone else got behind him. 

 

"Do you think I'll be able to turn off more things?" Dazai asked with a smile, earning him a slap on the back of the head with Kunikida's notebook.

 

"Behave!" he hissed as soon as he noticed that someone inside grabbed the door handle. Maybe the blonde didn't like wizards, but he wasn't going to embarrass the entire group of them because of Dazai's behavior. Since they are here, they must show that people with skills are good. 

 

 

The door slowly opened. Behind them stood a slightly older woman with very flowing red hair. Which immediately reminded Dazai of Chuuya. Maybe he had some family here? No wonder they don't admit it... Although Dazai's thoughts were interrupted by the woman's loud words. 

 

"Oh! You must be the ones from Yokohama! It's so good to see you!" she smiled warmly, immediately moving away from the door so they could go inside "You're probably tired! Poor things! I'll prepare some food for you soon! We were supposed to eat dinner anyway!"

 

They didn't even have time to say anything before they went inside and the woman quickly ran to the kitchen to prepare food for them. 

 

Weird... Nice.

 

Honestly? They expected some suspicious looks and unpleasant words. And here's a surprise. So far, the woman seemed like a typical mother who was too good for this world. And probably that was true.

 

"RONALD! TAKE THE GUEST'S SUITCASES!" the woman's scream echoed through the entire house. 

 

Immediately, a red-haired boy slowly came down from the staircase. Probably Ranpo's age. Upon seeing them, he stopped in his tracks, looking at them with wide eyes. 

 

These were the looks Dazai expected. Like probably the rest of his companions. 

 

"Uh... Oh... Good morning" he muttered, immediately standing up straight. 

 

There was an awkward silence. The Yokohama group wasn't too concerned about him, looking around the house. And Ron, well, he didn't know what to do. Not that he had anything bad for them. It's just... Fred and George managed to tell him scary stories about Yokohama. So no wonder he was stressed.

 

Everyone, except Dazai, flinched when they heard another scream. This time, it came from behind the wall. And as it turned out, it was from the wall. 

 

"ANOTHER MUGGLES?! TO MY HOUSE?! HOW DARE YOU LITTER THIS HOUSE WITH DIRTY BLOOD!” the woman in the painting was screaming, almost tearing out her throat "AND FROM YOKOHAMA?! ARE THESE BEINGS CALLED WIZARDS? WHAT TIME DO I SEE?!"

 

In fact, apart from Ranpo, no one has seen talking pictures. Which caught the detectives off guard a bit. 

 

"They even have talking pictures? That's great!" Dazai's smile widened even more as he slowly started walking towards the painting. 

 

"DON'T COME NEAR ME YOU FAKE DIRTY REPEAT!" she continued screaming as she heard and saw the sounds of the man's heels. 

 

"Hmmm~ Do you think it will be quieter if I touch the canvas?" he asked, without taking his eyes off the painting "Because you know~ With touch I can stop anything magical. I'm a bit of a monster, so thank you for your kind words!" he smiled even wider, if that was even possible. 

 

Kunikida grimaced slightly at his partner's words. He didn't like it when his friend talked about himself like that. Although he knew he wanted to show off in this case. At most she will talk to him later. 

 

"YOU DON'T DARE!" the woman's breath caught in fear as Dazai brought his hand closer to the canvas. 

 

"If you shout less, I'll consider not doing it~"

 

That was enough for the woman's mouth to close. She immediately hid behind the painted background. Dazai nodded in satisfaction, putting his hand in his pocket. He didn't like such loud noises. 

 

"Finally! I tried to shut her up but she never listened!" 

 

A man with long brown hair and a mustache entered the house, spreading his arms with a smile. It was clear that he had no prejudices about the guests. 

 

"I don't even know how to thank you!" 

 

"It's nothing!~" Dazai waved his hand, smiling as if he was embarrassed. It was obvious that he was also happy about the compliments.

 

"Nothing to be happy about! He destroyed our barrier!" snorted the next man. The first thing that caught everyone's eye was a strange artificial eye on the stranger's face. It looked anxiously around the room, constantly changing the person it was looking at. It gave Atsushienu chills. 

 

"But he seems so funny!" this time a woman with purple hair commented. She obviously had a similar sense of humor and appreciated it in others. 

 

"Maybe we should just get to the meeting...?" sighed the last man with slightly lighter brown hair. His face was full of scars, so he probably had them on his body as well. At the sight of him, Dazai's eyes lit up. 

 

"Oh my god~! Look, almost like me!" Dazai exclaimed, appearing next to the scarred stranger and putting his arm around him, "Like two drops of water!"

 

The man looked at him, confused. 

 

"You don't have to insult others by comparing them to your ugliness" Kunikida commented maliciously. 

 

"Ouch! Kunikida is so mean even in front of others!" Dazai said, clutching his heart. At the same time, he let go of the man, moving away. 

 

"Because you're making fools of us!" he replied, crossing his arms over his chest.

 

"I'm trying to lighten the mood!"

 

"You're just making idiots of us!" 

 

Ranpo rolled his eyes as he saw them starting to argue once again. Can't they just go somewhere and finally be together? This chemistry is visible to the naked eye, even though Ranpo doesn't know much about feelings. But he often felt like he was the only one who noticed. 

 

Finally, the boy stepped in front of the group, extending his hand towards the group of wizards. 

 

"Edogawa Ranpo! The world's greatest detective!" introduced himself, and Poe refrained from commenting. They hadn't faced each other yet, so things could change "...And it was me you were looking for. Could you send fewer of these letters? Burning them spoils the atmosphere."

 

The wizards stared at him in silence, as Ranpo expected. He had a couple of options in mind. A- they weren't expecting him. B- they don't believe him. Or C- they are surprised. Or all of the above. 

 

Finally, a man with long hair approached him, standing right in front of him. He stared at him in silence. 

Ranpo wasn't very good at such conversations, so he also just stared at him. As always, with closed eyes. 

 

"...It's really you" he smiled immediately, wanting to hug him. But he stopped, immediately thinking that he shouldn't. After all, theoretically they didn't even know each other. 

 

"Maybe hugs later" he replied, seeing him withdraw his hands "My godfather Sirius Black, I believe. There was a bit of a buzz about you, I'll admit."

 

The man visibly grimaced, wondering what was going on. Yeah... The whole prison thing. 

 

"But, I..."

 

"Yes Yes. I know you're innocent. This case was so simple that I only glanced at the newspaper!" he commented, placing his hands on his hips "Was it really that hard to figure it out? Even a kid would guess!"

 

This really surprised Sirius. He opened his eyes wide, not knowing what to say. He was positively surprised. He thought he would have to explain everything. And Harry... No. Ranpo, he already knew everything. You can see Lilly's genes. Certainly not from James.

 

"Now let's go eat something! I'm hungry!" he exclaimed, immediately heading towards the dining room. 

 

The detectives looked after him for a moment and finally quickly followed their friend. The rest of the wiz

ards were on more important matters. Apart from Sirius and Remus, they also went to the dining room.

 

Ron also finally came to, then called his brothers. He wasn't going to carry the suitcases himself. 

Notes:

Thank you for reading the chapter ❤️

You can write suggestions for some threads or something you want to see!

Notes:

Me again

I'd like to clear up a few things first.

 

Ranpo is 17 here (sorry, I had to rejuvenate him a bit )

 

Everything about HP has happened. Except for the Harry things. Hermione and Ron know each other, but they are having an ordinary school year.

 

That's all for now, I'll add more in the next chapters. If you have any questions feel free to ask questions!

 

Have a nice day / night! ❤️

 

Ps. Please tell me what you think about this idea