The wheelchair-bound warrior is speedrunning Hogwarts.

“Vera,” she finally couldn’t help but ask, “Are you really going to duel Flint? He’s the Slytherin Quidditch captain, and he’s studied magic for four more years than us!”

Hermione crouched down beside her, looking at her worriedly: "Besides, he's so tall and big. What if he really can't beat you and then tries to cheat by charging up at you and beating you up..."

"Pfft!" Amused by her words, Vera couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Hermione stomped her foot in frustration and anger: "I'm serious!"

Vera suppressed her smile and gently patted Hermione's shoulder: "I know what you mean."

She broke free from Hermione's grasp and pushed her wheelchair toward the castle. "I'm not targeting him, but I want everyone to know that provoking us will not end well."

Sunlight filtered through her long, silver-gray hair, casting dappled shadows on her face.

She looked unusually calm at that moment, as if she wasn't the one who had just challenged to a duel.

“Sometimes, it’s only by appropriately showcasing your abilities that you can earn the respect of others,” Vera said slowly, unconsciously gripping the blanket on her lap.

Yes, especially for special cases like myself, simply walking in a crowd will attract more attention than others, and correspondingly, criticism and ridicule will follow me everywhere.

Although she had been spending time with Harley Hermione and interacting with mostly relatively friendly Gryffindors, something like what happened today was no accident.

Malfoy was the first to jump out and provoke them, followed by Flint.

If we don't retaliate, more similar situations will occur in the future.

She couldn't just sit there and wait for the other party to come looking for trouble.

Anyway, with the help of the magic circuits, I have mastered more and more spells during this time, and I am about to reach the next bottleneck.

Therefore, it was rare for anyone to come looking for trouble, and besides, Flint was a fifth-year Slytherin student, making her a suitable candidate for practice in terms of both year and house.

She certainly couldn't let go of this valuable opportunity for real combat, as it would be a chance to confirm her current strength and lay the foundation for subduing Cerberus later.

Harley and Hermione exchanged a silent glance, both seeing worry and helplessness in each other's eyes.

But they also knew very well that Vera was right; although the duel was risky, it was indeed a good way to improve their current situation.

At least it will stop Vera from being subjected to too much physical criticism.

"Should we buy some more props?" Hermione asked uncertainly.

Vera thought for a moment and shook her head: "I have some left here, I don't need it for now."

Moreover, she prefers to rely on her own strength. She can use props and such freely during life-or-death tests, but she'll keep them to herself for real combat opportunities.

Seeing this, Harley quickly said, "Then I want to be your assistant!"

"I... I can take your place!" Hermione quickly added, having been beaten to it.

Vera smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll leave it to you."

The three of them returned to the castle, where Hermione pulled them to the library to look up various defensive and offensive spells in preparation for battle.

Author's Note: py《The Savior Lady is Stealing My Home》

【Orange】【Anti-routine】【Infinite, anti-routine, exhilarating combat】What if one day, destruction comes?

Your hometown, where you've lived for over twenty years, was slapped flat by an unknown, eerie force.

The interdimensional invasion war has begun—

Extraordinary beings, demons, dragon kings, and even star gods from the universe—all sorts of monsters and demons have turned your world into a complete mess.

And you, as the chosen savior—what's your choice? "Steal their base!"

"When the enemy comes, I'll fight back! Just watch how I handle things!" said a certain savior lady.

In mythology, Prometheus stole fire; now, a savior is selling off his wares!

Years later, after the savior girl achieved final victory, she discovered—

Chapter Ninety: The Wife's Abilities, The Wife's Honor (Mistake)

"We should make a training list."

As soon as she found a seat in the library, Hermione eagerly took out her parchment and quill and began to take notes diligently. "First, I need to master a few practical defensive spells..."

Harley leaned closer to examine her: "Ironclad Charm? Vera already knows that."

“Not just this,” Hermione wrote quickly, “there’s also the Barrier Charm, the Disarming Charm, the Petrification Charm…”

“Vera can do all of these!” Harley said excitedly, with a sense of pride.

Hermione slapped her head away, speechless. "Don't talk, let Vera do it."

Vera coughed lightly. "I'm actually more interested in knowing what spells Flint is good at than myself."

Hach, who had been discussing things in hushed tones, fell silent.

After a while, Hermione got up and walked to a row of bookshelves not far behind her to take down a book.

“Flint is in fifth grade, he must have learned those basic enemy-controlling spells,” she said, flipping through the book titled “The Complete Guide to Defense Spells,” “like the Disarming Charm and the Stunning Charm.”

Harley's face twitched as she watched: "Hermione, don't tell me you've already read through every book in the library during this time?"

Hermione glanced at her sideways: "It's not that bad, but I'm not like some people who use the excuse of going to the toilet to slack off every now and then."

“…Hehe.” Harley chuckled sheepishly.

Vera watched them bickering, suppressing a laugh as she gently tapped the table to steer the conversation back on track:

“Flint is Slytherin’s Quidditch captain, so he must be very fit. We can think about it from that perspective.”

Upon hearing this, Harley frowned and pondered for a moment, then suddenly thought of something, and her eyes lit up:

“I remember now, Wood mentioned casually when he was analyzing the characteristics of each opponent that Flint liked to use curses like the Leg Lock Curse and ‘Tooth to Big Stick’.”

Hermione frowned: "They're all low-level curses... but they're certainly useful."

"In other words, he prefers to use curses to distract his opponents rather than attack them directly," Vera concluded thoughtfully.

She wasn't worried that Flint would use any overly powerful spells; after all, fifth-graders' abilities were limited, so it was normal for them to be more adept at using minor, harmful spells.

It's worth noting that in the original books, when Harry formed the DA Army in his fifth year, most of the older students couldn't even cast the Iron Man Charm.

Later on, when the twins ran their joke shop, they also provided the Ministry of Magic with a considerable number of anti-curse hats, anti-curse cloaks, and anti-curse gloves.

These items are designed to have built-in armor spells, allowing them to deflect simple curses—which shows that even many adult wizards in the Ministry of Magic can't cast any decent defensive spells.

Of course, this is largely because we are currently in a time of peace, and for most wizards, mastering the skills to take care of themselves is sufficient.

Vera was more concerned with how to use this opportunity to test the limits of her abilities.

“Then we need to prepare some anti-curse defenses.” Hermione pondered, biting the tip of her quill. “Are you confident in your ability to counteract and defend against curses?”

The purpose of a curse prevention spell is to prevent a curse from taking effect, while the purpose of a curse countering spell is to neutralize the effect of a curse.

Vera thought for a moment and said, "I know a little about it, but I haven't practiced it specifically."

Watching the two of them engage in a lively question-and-answer session, Harley tried several times to speak, but couldn't get a word in edgewise and could only stand by and stare.

“I can go ask Wood again!” Harry finally interrupted them, leaning forward eagerly. “Maybe I can get more information.”

Upon hearing this, Vera and Hermione both turned to look at her.

Although she felt a little guilty under their gazes, Harley insisted, "I think this is a great idea."

Since she can't get a word in edgewise or be of any help here anyway, she might as well do something that might be helpful.

Sensing a hint of resentment in her words, Vera raised an eyebrow with feigned seriousness: "That's a good idea, then I'll trouble you with it."

With Vera's approval, Harley immediately stood up, beaming: "Okay, I'll go right now!"

Just as she was about to turn around, Vera called out to her again: "Harley."

"What is it?" She turned around immediately, and if it weren't for the fact that they were in the library, her voice would probably have been an octave higher.

Vera smiled and said earnestly, "Thank you. Also... just come find us in the abandoned classroom on the fifth floor later."

Harley nodded, satisfied, and left the library, walking briskly to find Wood.

Watching her hurried departure, Vera and Hermione exchanged a glance and couldn't help but chuckle.

“She’s always like this…” Hermione said with a smile, then wrote a few more spells on the parchment and handed it over.

Vera nodded slightly, her gaze sweeping over the list of spells Hermione had provided: "I know some of these spells, but... I lack practical experience with them."

“Then we need to hurry up and practice.” Hermione immediately stood up and smiled at Vera. “I think sometimes it’s good to be a little more proactive like Harley.”

Yes, that's true, but your initiative is just as good.

As Hermione pushed her quickly out of the library, Vera, who even felt a slight push against her back, could only hold tightly to the handrail and think silently to herself.

Led by Hermione, they soon arrived at the abandoned classroom. Just as described in the original book, the classroom had many desks and chairs piled up against the wall, as well as an overturned wastepaper basket.

As for the famous Mirror of Erised, it has not yet appeared here.

In chronological order, Harry discovers the mirror by chance during Christmas in the original book, and the Mirror of Erised itself is the final test that Dumbledore deliberately set for Harry.

To prevent other students from discovering it beforehand and spreading the word, the magic mirror has not yet been transported in.

This also means that Dumbledore won't be keeping an eye on this place for long.

Vera breathed a sigh of relief, pushed her wheelchair to the edge of the classroom, and gently touched the surrounding stone bricks.

The moment the fingertips touched the wall, the magic circuits automatically activated, creating a subtle resonance with the interior of Hogwarts.

“We can practice here,” Vera said to Hermione, withdrawing her hand. “It’s quiet here, and no one will bother us.”

Even if someone tries to break in, Hogwarts will warn her.

Hermione nodded and drew her wand: "Let's start with anti-curses then."

Although she's only a first-year student, Hermione's diligence means she can easily cast minor curses like the Leg-Locking Curse.

It should be said that every Hogwarts student knows a little bit of this kind of prank spell.

Author's Note: There are still three chapters left for the bounty tomorrow... Actually, I haven't finished writing them yet. Wish me luck in finishing them soon, sob sob sob.

Chapter Ninety-One: The Little Beaver Also Needs Comfort

In fact, to this day, Vera has never truly fought Harley Hermione, and they have rarely even sparred together.

The reason is simple: first-year students don't really have many useful spells to use.

Even Harley's later signature Disarming Charm was only working intermittently during this period, and she might have to wait until next year to fully master it.

In this situation, even if Vera really wants to find someone to spar with to get stronger, she can't just focus on messing around with her two closest friends.

As for finding someone else...

She wasn't ready to fully reveal her negligible strength to others.

So, after easily catching several of Hermione's less-than-clever spells, Vera, who didn't even need to move her wheelchair, realized once again that her expectations might have been a bit too high.

Seeing Hermione's face turning red, Vera became even more uncomfortable.

If this continues, won't it be too damaging to the child's self-esteem?

Just as she was about to push her wheelchair closer to Hermione, she saw a burst of magical energy erupt from the tip of Hermione's wand: "Petrify them all!"

Vera almost instinctively flicked her wrist, her wand tracing a perfect arc in the air: "Stop Curse".

The invisible magic vanished before it even touched Vera.

Hermione stared wide-eyed at the scene in disbelief. "Vera, can you please stop acting so nonchalant every time?"

Each time, he so easily neutralized the spells she had painstakingly cast. After several such incidents, Hermione was starting to question her very existence.

Vera touched her nose somewhat innocently and shrugged: "I just happened to have mastered this spell."

Hermione shook her head dramatically and strode forward, saying, "No, it's not just a matter of mastery. Your reaction speed and spellcasting accuracy are... simply not like a first-year student."

That's why she's not very willing to use them as practice subjects...

Vera smiled somewhat helplessly: "You know, I usually have a lot of practice time."

"Ugh..." Hermione's remaining words were stuck in her throat.

Looking at Vera's calm expression, she said after a long while, with genuine emotion, "No, it's you who are truly talented."

Vera didn't deny it; at least she possessed magical circuits as an aid and received the blessing of ancient magic, which was indeed a starting point that many wizards could only dream of.

She could only slowly push the wheelchair closer to Hermione and take her hand: "You're great too, Hermione. Your spellcasting was perfect, but you still need some practical experience."

Hermione pouted. "But compared to you, I'm practically a beginner."

“Everyone has their own pace.” Vera smiled gently, her eyes crinkling. “Besides, you’re only a first-year student; you have plenty of time to improve.”