The wheelchair-bound warrior is speedrunning Hogwarts.

As the light of the curse dissipated in mid-air, Vera gave Flint no chance to catch her breath. She quickly launched a counterattack, her wand drawing a sharp arc in the air: "Expelliarmus!"

A beam of red light struck Flint's wand precisely, knocking it away.

The wand arced through the air and landed at Harry's feet, where she immediately bent down to pick it up and proudly waved it at the Slytherins.

"How is this possible!" Flint staggered back a few steps, his face ashen and his eyes wide, unable to believe that he had been disarmed by a first-year student.

Vera pushed her wheelchair forward slowly, her long, silver-gray hair appearing and disappearing in the steam: "Have you given up, Mr. Flint?"

Flint's face turned a deep purplish-red. He glanced around and immediately roared at his assistant, "Derrian! What are you doing! Attack!"

Drian Purse then realized what was happening and hurriedly tried to wave his wand.

Before the incantation could even be finished, a voice came from the still-lingering mist: "Faint and collapse to the ground."

A flash of red light, and Derian collapsed to the ground, unconscious.

Harley, who was just about to make her move, breathed a sigh of relief, her green eyes gleaming with excitement: "Well done, Vera!"

Flint's expression darkened further upon seeing this.

Suddenly, he abruptly turned to the other team members: "What are you all standing there for? Attack together!"

The Slytherin members exchanged glances, but under his stern urging, they finally raised their wands.

"That's foul play!" Hermione shouted angrily. "It was supposed to be a one-on-one duel!"

Vera, however, simply activated the levitation spell on her wheelchair to create distance between herself and them, while waving her wand and saying:

"You all step back a bit. Since they want to play, I'll play along—Iron Armor Protection!"

How could she possibly let go of experience points that were offered to her?

As the Triple Armor Spell, enhanced by ancient magic, was swiftly released, three invisible barriers rose rapidly from the ground, blocking the three of them respectively.

The Slytherin at the front was caught off guard and crashed into the barrier in front of Vera, letting out a painful groan before collapsing helplessly to the ground.

"Watch out!" a Slytherin shouted. "We have to surround her!"

But it was too late; Vera had already waved her wand again: "Faint!"

Another red light flashed, and a Slytherin who was trying to go around the obstacle fell to the ground.

Meanwhile, another student who was close to Hermione was inexplicably petrified and collapsed to the ground.

Multiple casting doesn't just mean releasing three identical spells simultaneously; it also means releasing a completely different spell while reciting one.

Used to trick people.

[Defeat 6 opponents, current battle resonance value: 30]

The prompt on her retina made Vera's lips curl into a slight smile. She propelled her wheelchair nimbly through the classroom, waving her wand continuously: "Petrify them all!"

Another Slytherin froze in place, collapsing while still holding his staff.

Hermione and Harley weren't idle either. The two stood back to back, constantly using Disarming Charms and Barrier Charms to disrupt the Slytherin's attacks.

"I did it!" Harley shouted excitedly as her Disarm Charm successfully knocked away a Slytherin's wand.

Unlike Harley, who was eager to defeat the enemy, Hermione was more cautious. Under the cover of Vera and Harley, she used Obstruction Charms to block the enemy's attack route almost the entire time.

The last Obstacle Charm that flew out also precisely stopped the Slytherin who was trying to ambush Vera.

Upon hearing this, Vera immediately turned around, pointing her wand at the last Slytherin still holding a wand: "Petrify them all!"

As the last ray of light flashed, Flint was left standing alone amidst his teammates, who lay unconscious and frozen in place, his face deathly pale.

"You... how is this possible?" Flint stared at the girl before him, his face trembling. "A first-year student... how could she be so amazing..."

Vera pushed her wheelchair forward slowly, looking at the much taller man in front of her as if bestowing a favor: "Now, you can apologize."

Flint staggered backward until his back hit the wall, leaving him nowhere to retreat.

He looked around and saw all his teammates lying on the ground, with Harley and Hermione's wands pointed directly at him.

"I...I..." His voice trembled, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

"Apologize!" Harley snapped, "for what you said!"

Flint swallowed hard, finally lowering his head: "I'm...I'm sorry!"

Vera looked at him coldly, then suddenly revealed a faint smile: "Sorry, I don't accept."

In an instant, Flint's expression froze. His eyes widened, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he immediately tried to rush forward for a final fight—

Then he was hit by a levitation spell and floated awkwardly in mid-air.

Vera stared at him coldly, then mercilessly struck him with a petrification spell, knocking him to the ground and slamming him heavily among his teammates.

For a moment, the entire classroom fell silent, and even Harley and Hermione were stunned.

Chapter 94 The castle can also help dispose of the body and cover up the crime (Bounty x2)

[Defeat 15 opponents, current battle resonance value: 75]

[Battle Resonance exceeds 50, triggering the battle enhancement effect: Magic Burst]

[Magic Burst: Increases mana regeneration speed by 75% and mana bonus by 75% for a short period of 5 minutes]

Vera smiled slightly as she felt the magic power rapidly recovering and surging within her body.

She pushed her wheelchair over to Flint, looking down at him condescendingly: "Remember this lesson, Mr. Flint, and don't look down on people next time."

Hermione gave a small cheer, then looked at the Slytherin streak scattered all over the floor. Suddenly realizing the trouble, she quickly walked over and asked worriedly, "Aren't we going to have a hard time cleaning this up?"

Harley curled her lip and said, "Let them lie here. They were the ones who started it."

“No, Hermione is right.” Vera sighed, looking at the mess on the ground. “If we leave them lying here like this, they will be discovered soon. We have to clean up the mess.”

She pushed her wheelchair to the center of the classroom and gently waved her wand: "Restored to its original state."

As a soft light flashed, the desks, chairs, and furnishings in the classroom returned to their original state, as if the fierce battle had never happened.

As for them…

Vera's gaze swept over the Slytherins lying scattered on the ground, and she removed the petrification and stun spells from them one by one.

Soon, the first to wake up, Drian Puse, looked at Vera with a look of horror, and then scrambled to hide in a corner.

The other Slytherins also stepped back, their eyes filled with fear as they looked at her.

Flint was the last to wake up; he wasn't even fully awake yet, and he visibly flinched when he saw Vera.

“Remember our agreement.” Vera pushed her wheelchair to him, her voice soft yet undeniable. “Neither of you will tell anyone about today’s duel, right?”

Flint swallowed hard and nodded repeatedly, "Of course..."

“Very good.” Vera nodded in satisfaction. “Now, take your people and leave.”

The Slytherins, feeling as if they had been granted a pardon, quickly left the classroom, helping each other along.

After they left, Harley finally couldn't help but cheer, "That was awesome! Vera, you were so cool!"

Hermione nodded excitedly, "There are only three of us, yet we were able to beat so many upperclassmen! It's unbelievable!"

Vera shook her head gently: "It's nothing, but... we should keep tonight's events a secret."

“Of course!” Hermione nodded quickly, then, as if remembering something, she frowned and looked towards the door. “But do you really believe their promises?”

Harley thought of this too, and frowned: "Yeah, what if they tell on us..."

Vera raised an eyebrow slyly: "It's no use going to the professor now."

All traces have been erased, and she was even careful not to disfigure them when she did it—of course, she still felt the pain of loss.

Besides, even if they dared to say it out loud, they would only be the ones ridiculed.

A few burly guys beat three first-year students and suffered a crushing defeat.

Don't make me laugh.

As long as the outburst is kept within the student body, even if a few more guys try to provoke Vera, wouldn't that just be a free experience boost?

Until her departure, Vera was so careful that she used a magic circuit to connect to Hogwarts and completely shield herself from any magical traces that might have occurred in the classroom.

There was no other way; she was the only one in the entire school who could communicate with Hogwarts.

Anyway, since they left the classroom, even if Dumbledore himself came, he would hardly have noticed the chaotic battle that had taken place there.

Although there was still a chance that a wizard of Dumbledore's caliber could find traces, Vera was not worried.

After all, it involves Harley Quinn.

For the sake of the bigger picture, what are these petty squabbles?

[Current Mana Reserves: 46/155]

As Vera walked toward the Gryffindor Tower, she took the opportunity to check her current status.

As expected, his magic circuit experience increased significantly, and he was finally two-thirds of the way to break through to the intermediate level of mastery.

Her magic power cap also increased by 15 points, more than she had previously estimated.

Who would have thought that all seven members of the Slytherin Quidditch team would make a move?

Moreover, each person was hit by her curse twice.

Not only is her progressing rapidly, but Slytherin's Quidditch matches are likely to become increasingly difficult.

After all... injuries can heal, but once a captain loses his authority and has no voice, it's not hard to guess what will become of the entire team.

For a fleeting moment, Vera even considered going after the Quidditch teams from the other two houses.

However, upon further reflection, I dismissed this somewhat outrageous idea.

If she really did that, not only Dumbledore, but the heads of the other three houses would come after her.

As she listened to Harley excitedly recounting the battle, she felt a rare sense of relaxation.

One Flint wasn't enough, but a whole Quidditch team's worth of wizards, even though they were all students, was enough to prove her current abilities.

Even in a wheelchair, she can still demonstrate abilities far exceeding those of her peers, and even those of older students.

Her efforts during this period finally paid off.

When they returned to the common room, the fire in the fireplace was still burning brightly, and several older students were still discussing their studies. When they saw them come in, they simply nodded casually.

Nobody knows what they just did.

"This is so awesome!" As soon as she entered the dorm room, Harley couldn't help but dance with excitement again. "You guys have no idea how sour Wood's face was when I mentioned Flint when I was looking for him!"

As a result, tonight they completely overwhelmed the entire Slytherin team.

Even Hermione, unusually, smiled and agreed.

Vera didn't speak, but just smiled silently and pushed her wheelchair to the bedside.

Knox peeked out from the cat bed, curiously watching his owner who seemed to be in a good mood, then lightly jumped onto the bed and found a comfortable spot to lie down on Vera's lap.

Vera gently stroked the cat's soft fur, feeling the magic circuits slowly flowing through her body, restoring her depleted magic power.

Now that I've proven my current strength, the next step is to break through the magic circuit level and then try to tame the Cerberus.

She turned her head to look at the forbidden forest in the distance, her expression showing a hint of interest.

I hope I can make it in time...

Chapter 95 Old Fu, how did you end up like this? (Bounty x3)

The week following the duel was peaceful.

Vera stirred her oatmeal, glancing out of the corner of her eye at the Slytherin table—Flint was tearing bread with a sullen face, and his teammates were all looking away, a stark contrast to their usual arrogant demeanor.

“They’re really scared out of their wits.” Harley took a bite of bread, her voice very low. “Yesterday, when Derian bumped into me in the hallway, he actually made way for me.”

Hermione smiled and said, "Serves them right. Who told them to always bully people?"

Vera gently stirred the oatmeal porridge, without joining the discussion.

Quirrell did come today, but strangely, unlike his previous timid and tense state, his complexion looked a little better, although he still twitched nervously from time to time.

Vera looked at Quirrell with some surprise, narrowed her eyes, and quietly activated her magic circuits. Under her circuit vision, she could see that the black mist surrounding Quirrell was a little lighter than before.

what does this mean?

Has Voldemort's condition improved? Or... have they finally succeeded?

Vera's heart sank silently.