The wheelchair-bound warrior is speedrunning Hogwarts.

Vera gently pressed down on Sera's hand, which was about to raise her wand, and took half a step forward, her dark eyes calmly sweeping over the two of them.

“What you said does make sense, Mr. Lanlock,” she said sarcastically. “So, if the fairies who have experienced numerous rebellions and been suppressed are merely pets kept by wizards, then your property naturally belongs to the wizards, right?”

Lanlock's face instantly turned dark red, his sharp teeth grinding together: "Insolence! You arrogant witch—"

Lukewood, however, smiled sinisterly. He raised his wand first, a blinding green light gathering at its tip, but his gaze remained fixed on the restless dark energy, his greed almost overflowing.

"Verbal arguments are pointless! Whoever controls this power will rule the magical world! Avada Kedavra!"

The Killing Curse, accompanied by a blinding green light, hurtled towards Vera, but she didn't even lift an eyelid.

Sera was startled and instinctively tried to step forward to cast a spell, but an invisible barrier appeared out of thin air. The green light collided with it and instantly shattered into countless points of light.

The will of Hogwarts awakened completely at this moment, and countless magical runes spread rapidly along the ground from Vera's center.

In an instant, the stone walls of the secret vault trembled, the air hummed, and even the violent energy in the center of the platform was compressed and slightly shrunken.

Lukwood's greedy expression froze instantly, replaced by horror: "What...what kind of power is this?!"

Lanlock retreated repeatedly, looking at the girl in front of him with suspicion and uncertainty.

It had never met Vera in person. In its eyes, the only real opponent worthy of attention was Sera, who had repeatedly thwarted its plans.

But when and where did this guy appear from?

Vera slowly raised her hand from her side, her fingertips lightly twirling, and countless golden threads converged from all directions, condensing in her palm.

"The Vault is not a place for you." She spoke calmly, her gaze as if she were looking at two dogs. "Power is not a toy to satisfy greed."

Sera stood beside her, her crimson eyes shining brightly.

She stared intently at Vera's retreating figure, watching her single-handedly subdue two formidable enemies, rendering them immobile.

So this is the height she can never reach.

This time, however, she felt no resentment, only a burning excitement—this person had been on her side from beginning to end.

Lukewood gritted his teeth and roared, wildly waving his wand and unleashing a barrage of powerful spells, all of which were blocked in mid-air by the invisible barrier, exploding into a dazzling but useless rain of light.

Lanlock didn't make a move; his hawk-like eyes were fixed on the battle, as if he were observing something.

Then, just as Lukewood unleashed a thunderous explosion that sent everything around him flying in fragments, he yanked out a wand and aimed it at the ball of energy behind everyone!

"Lanlock! What are you doing—"

Lukewood was both shocked and furious, but before he could finish speaking, he saw the ball of energy expand and explode with a roar under the intervention of external magic!

The terrifying energy surged outwards like boiling magma, instantly breaking free of the restlessness that Vera had been suppressing. The entire vault platform trembled violently, and rocks fell in a flurry.

Vera frowned, quickly rolling to shield Sera, and simultaneously pointing her wand upwards. Three Ironclad Charms instantly materialized, protecting her, Sera, Professor Figo, and the purple-horned beast, forcefully blocking the impact.

At that moment, Lanlock let out a sharp, maniacal laugh, his body guided by the energy as he leaped into the air, rapidly flying towards the ever-expanding mass of energy—

"Has it gone mad?" Professor Figo stared at the scene with bloodshot eyes, but could only watch helplessly as the goblin was enveloped by the enormous energy, its body twisting and swelling in the violent magic, emitting painful and frantic roars.

Vera watched with a grave expression as the figure gradually swelled in the magic, trying her best to communicate with Hogwarts and stabilize the collapsing vault.

However, the power left behind by Isidora was already extremely unstable, and after being forcibly and brutally fused with by Lanlock, it has now completely spiraled out of control.

If left unchecked, the entire Hogwarts, including the students and professors still there, will likely face certain doom.

We must eliminate them here!

Almost simultaneously, a line of text flashed across her retina:

[Complete the Hogwarts quest, eliminate Lanlock and Lukwood, and drive out the goblin rebels]

Vera raised an eyebrow, suddenly feeling as if something deep within her will, which had always been linked to Hogwarts, had been suddenly untied.

So that's how it is. The castle was worried that Lanlock might harm innocent people, so they even granted her temporary access...

She couldn't help but smile, and with Sera's help, she slowly stood up, her gaze fixed on that increasingly swollen figure.

"Lanlock, how dare you monopolize this power—"

Lukewood roared furiously from behind, but before he could finish speaking, he was violently thrown away by an invisible force, crashing heavily into the rock wall and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Vera slowly raised her wand, her expression colder than ever before: "Noisy."

The castle demands that she eliminate these two men, so the only option is to let them die here.

Turning her head to look at the man who was barely breathing, she took a deep breath and was about to make up her mind to finish him off when she saw a green light flash past her side, piercing straight through Lukewood's chest.

By the time Vera realized what was happening, Lukwood had already collapsed limply, his body twitched twice, and then he fell completely silent.

Sera withdrew her wand, her crimson eyes completely calm, as if she had merely crushed a bothersome insect.

She turned her head to look at Vera, a smile playing on her lips: "You don't need to dirty your hands dealing with people like this."

Vera felt a slight tremor in her heart, and her fingers loosened their grip on the wand, but she didn't say anything more.

Now is not the time to dwell on these things.

In the center of the secret vault, Lanlock, who had been completely devoured by the raging magic power, had undergone a complete mutation. His body, which originally belonged to a fairy, expanded several times and transformed into a demonic dragon that emitted turbid black smoke!

It is no longer Lanlock, but a monster born from uncontrolled ancient magic.

As the dragon unfurled its wings, covered in purplish-black patterns, a roar that shook the secret vault's rock walls erupted.

The out-of-control ancient magic surged outwards like a boiling toxic tide with each flap of its wings, causing the platform's edges to crack and rubble to fall into the endless darkness below.

Professor Figo's face turned deathly pale as he staggered backward, bracing himself against the swaying stone pillars: "It has completely merged with the power of the secret vault... If this continues, the entire castle will be dragged down!"

The purple-horned beast trembled unsteadily, letting out a menacing growl at the demonic dragon, its golden horns gleaming faintly in the turbulent magic.

Sera stood beside Vera again, her wand steadily aimed at the twisted monster, waving it continuously, her crimson eyes showing no sign of retreat.

Vera raised her hand and pressed it against her wrist, then gently shook her head.

"You guard the core of the secret vault, don't let that power completely collapse." Her voice remained clear amidst the roar, "Leave this guy to me."

Before Sera could retort, Vera had already leaped away and disappeared from the spot.

Sera was startled and looked around in a panic before realizing that Vera was now suspended in mid-air.

What's even more shocking is... she actually saw a faint, blurry figure appear behind Vera?!

Sera blinked hard to make sure she wasn't seeing things.

The blurry figure behind Vera was really...

"Roar!" The dragon in mid-air roared and swooped down on Vera, its giant claws carrying a corrosive purple-black magic that struck her!

Vera remained rooted to the spot, neither dodging nor avoiding, and even looked at the monster that had been completely devoured by power with a hint of pity.

The next moment, the phantom behind her suddenly became clear—it was Hogwarts Castle itself!

It was neither a projection nor an illusion, but a truly towering silhouette that stretched across the entire secret vault space, like a giant holding her in its palm.

Stone towers stood tall, and corridors crisscrossed the landscape. At the same time, thousands of windows lit up with a golden magical light, as if a god had opened his eyes to look down upon the mortal world, gazing at the mutated dragon with her.

Vera raised her hand, and the will of the entire Hogwarts poured out from her arm. Thousands of rays of light burst forth from the phantom castle, transforming into an impenetrable net of light that instantly bound the swooping dragon firmly in mid-air.

The all-corrosive purplish-black magic collided with this net of light, like ice and snow meeting fire, emitting a piercing shriek as it continuously melted and dissipated.

The dragon struggled and roared frantically, its giant claws tearing at the net of light, but it only made the light more intense and solid.

Unfortunately, Lanlock, that short-sighted fool, poached Hogwarts' talent and even wanted to destroy the entire castle.

She was merely carrying out the punishment on behalf of Hogwarts.

Vera lowered her eyes and slowly clenched her fist.

The entire phantom castle trembled slightly, and the millions of beams of light suddenly tightened, like countless nooses cutting into the body of the demonic dragon.

The ancient magic that Lanlock had brutally plundered was no longer an out-of-control tidal wave under the guidance of Hogwarts' will. Instead, it flowed upstream along the light network, gradually being drawn away and then recombine.

The dragon's roar gradually became more shrill, and its distorted and swollen body shrank at a visible speed. The purplish-black smoke dissipated in the golden light, leaving only the fairy's originally thin silhouette, which fell helplessly in mid-air.

Vera lowered her eyes and watched as Lanlock's body slammed heavily onto the stone platform, twitched a few times, and then fell silent completely.

As for the ancient magical power that he forcibly devoured, after losing the external force that had been stirring wildly, it gradually returned to the center of the vault like a gentle stream under the guidance of the will of Hogwarts, and slowly sank into the base in the center of the platform.

The entire vault fell silent instantly, with only the occasional soft thud of gravel rolling off the rock walls and the lingering warmth of magic in the air.

Sera stared blankly at the figure lifted up by the castle's phantom in mid-air, her heart pounding uncontrollably.

"Vera!" she couldn't help but call out, her voice almost squeezed from her chest, trembling without her even realizing it.

Vera slowly descended from mid-air, and the majestic castle phantom behind her also disappeared, turning into countless tiny golden specks of light that drifted in the air like fireflies.

She turned around, met Sera's crimson eyes, and smiled slightly: "It's alright now."

Sera didn't say anything, but quickly stepped forward and grabbed her wrist.

The pressure was so strong that his fingertips almost dug into her skin, as if confirming her continued existence.

Vera glanced down at the hand, but didn't pull away. She simply said softly, "Lanlock is dead. Now we just need to clear out the fairies on the outside, and the vault will be completely safe."

“I know.” Sera’s voice was a little hoarse, but her fingers still didn’t loosen.

Professor Figo emerged from behind the stone pillar, his aged face still bearing the lingering shock of his earlier ordeal.

He glanced at Lanlock's curled-up corpse on the platform, then at the dormant purple energy in the center of the now-calm vault, and let out a long breath.

“Miss Black,” his voice trembled slightly, “that was just now…”

“It’s Hogwarts,” Vera replied briefly, her gaze sweeping over the fading magical runes around the vault. “It has its own will, and it won’t appear unless it encounters a situation like the one just now.”

Professor Figo opened his mouth as if he wanted to ask something, but in the end he just nodded and didn't ask any further questions.

“Don’t just stand there,” Vera said, turning her face away uncomfortably from Sera’s almost tangible gaze, trying to pull her wrist out of the tightly clenched hand. “There’s still a mess to clean up outside.”

Sera, however, seemed not to hear her, and instead tightened her grip even more, as if afraid that she would suddenly disappear.

Vera, exasperated, raised her other hand and gently tapped her forehead. "Let's deal with it together, okay?"

Sera's eyelashes trembled, and the taut shell finally cracked open.

She forced a smile, but her voice was still hoarse: "It's a promise, we'll go together."

Vera nodded, letting her hold her wrist, and turned to walk out of the secret vault.

The purple-horned beasts followed obediently behind them, their hooves striking a steady rhythm on the silent stone path.

Professor Figo walked at the back, the light from his wand illuminating the rugged path beneath his feet, and also the relieved emotion in his eyes.

The return journey was much smoother than I had imagined.

The remnants of the fairies and dark wizards were routed after losing their leader; some fled, while others were easily subdued by them.

In fact, they didn't even need to take action. The purple-horned beasts that were charging around at Sera's command were already enough to give them a hard time.

After finally clearing away the fairies and dark wizards along the way, the group followed the route dug out by the fairies and left the castle grounds. By the time they reached the wilderness, it was already dark.

Professor Figo breathed a sigh of relief and offered to inform the principal, asking him to find other professors to help drive out the remaining fairies. He then turned and left.

"I'll go treat its wounds first; it was injured by the fairy soldiers." Vera nodded towards the purple-horned beast not far away, turned to leave, but was grabbed by Sera's sleeve.

She turned around and met a pair of crimson eyes that shone even brighter in the twilight.

“Were you hurt just now,” Sera’s voice was very soft, as if she was choosing each word carefully, “?”

Vera shook her head, about to say no, when she felt the hand that was holding her sleeve slide down the edge of the sleeve, the fingertips brushing against the back of her hand, and then firmly grasping her fingers.

The touch was slightly cool, carrying the tension that hadn't completely dissipated after the battle.

Vera let her lead her, then suddenly asked, "Are you worried about me getting hurt, or are you afraid I'll suddenly leave?"

"Both." Sera didn't shy away, her crimson eyes looking particularly earnest in the twilight. "I'm afraid you'll get hurt, and I'm also afraid you'll suddenly disappear."

These two thoughts have been swirling in my mind ever since you took off, swirling so much that I can't think of anything else.

Vera listened quietly to her finish speaking, then reached out and squeezed the slightly cool hand tighter: "No, my mission here isn't over yet, I won't leave so soon."

In the tasks assigned by Hogwarts, Lanlock and Lukewood were dead, and the goblins within Hogwarts had been expelled or killed.

However, it is currently unknown how many fairies are lurking near the castle, and these are potential threats.

She cannot leave this place until they are completely driven out.

After explaining, she tapped Sera's forehead with her free hand: "But you have to let me treat the purple-horned beast's wounds first, or its leg will swell up."

Sera stared at her for two seconds before finally letting go. She watched as Sera turned and walked toward the purple-horned beast, bending down to heal its wounds, her jaw involuntarily tightening.

They've only been together for a short time, and there's still so much they haven't done.

Don't go, you can't go.