The wheelchair-bound warrior is speedrunning Hogwarts.

Harley carefully accepted the medicine bottle, as if it were a priceless treasure: "We will definitely finish on time!"

When Vera left the school hospital, she was as red as a boiled shrimp.

Harley led the way, occasionally stealing glances at her bright red ear tips, a smile unconsciously creeping onto her lips.

"Don't laugh," Vera said sullenly.

“I didn’t laugh!” Harley denied immediately, but the rising intonation at the end of her voice betrayed her.

Hermione, pushing the wheelchair from behind with a serious expression, said, "Madame Pomfrey made it very clear that this concerns your recovery, and we must take it seriously."

Vera buried her face in her hands and let out a mournful cry: "Merlin..."

Harley finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Vera raised her head shyly, her long, silver-gray hair disheveled over her shoulders, and the blush on her cheeks still lingering.

She glared at Harley, but the embarrassment and annoyance in her eyes only made Harley laugh even harder.

“I’m serious!” Harley tried to keep a straight face, but a sly glint flashed in her green eyes. “This is a task assigned by Madam Pomfrey!”

Hermione looked at the two of them, and couldn't help but smile: "That's right, we will strictly follow the doctor's orders."

Vera took a deep breath, her heart pounding.

She was really afraid that she would be driven to death by these two little brats first.

Fortunately, Hermione was the first to stop on this topic. She coughed lightly and changed the subject at the right time: "So... Madam Pomfrey called you over because there was a problem with the medicine?"

Vera pursed her lips and nodded gently: "Yes, someone broke into the school hospital last night and stole some medicines... including the herbs I need."

Harley suddenly asked, "Stealing medicine? Who would do such a thing? Could it be that those Slytherins still hold a grudge against you, so..."

“No, not at all.” Vera didn’t expect her to think of this and immediately denied the guess. “Students going out at night after curfew and even trespassing into the school clinic, Harley, you’re overestimating them.”

Harley thought about it for a moment, then scratched her head somewhat sheepishly: "That makes sense."

"Anyway, the professors will handle the theft," Vera said gently. "We should go to class now."

The castle didn't give her a hint this time, perhaps because the castle judged Quirrell's theft to be not a serious offense.

Compared to stealing the magic stone and killing unicorns, that's certainly true.

When the three rushed to the classroom, Professor Binns was already floating on the podium and beginning his lecture.

They quietly slipped to the back seats, trying not to attract anyone's attention.

"In the medieval European wizarding councils..." Professor Binns's dry voice echoed in the classroom.

Vera sat in her wheelchair, looking somewhat distracted.

She would unconsciously ponder Voldemort's next move—now that he had obtained the Phoenix Tear, what would he do next?

Should we continue trying to hunt the unicorn, or go straight to tackling the Cerberus?

Regardless of the type, Hagrid is an unavoidable target.

To be honest, Vera didn't expect Hagrid to be so serious as to actually guard against Voldemort when he was in a state of agitation.

So much time has passed, and the Forbidden Forest has remained peaceful.

This gave her a new understanding of Hagrid's abilities—the half-giant in the original story, who was always careless and easily trusting, was indeed stronger than she had imagined when he got serious.

"Vera?" Harley called softly, "Why are you spacing out today too?"

Vera snapped out of her daze and found that Professor Binns had floated to the other end of the classroom, while Harley was looking at her with concern.

She blinked, trying to brush it off, but when she met Harley's concerned eyes, the awkward scene from the school hospital started replaying in her mind.

Her body tensed involuntarily, as if the sensation of Harley and Hermione's fingers touching her skin still lingered.

Vera unconsciously held her breath and leaned back: "I'm just... a little sleepy."

Looking at the other students in the classroom, apart from Hermione who was still taking notes meticulously, almost everyone else was swaying and about to fall asleep under Professor Binns' hypnosis.

It was rare for Harry to hear Vera say she was sleepy, so she gave a soft "oh" and then, intrigued, quietly reached out and gently pinched the soft flesh on Vera's waist.

"Ugh!" Vera was caught off guard and almost cried out. She quickly covered her mouth, glanced around instinctively, and when she saw that no one had noticed, she turned her head and glared at Harley with annoyance.

Harley winked mischievously and whispered, "Will I feel sleepy now?"

Vera was both annoyed and amused, and in retaliation, she reached out and gently pinched the back of Harley's hand.

Hermione, who was watching the two girls' little exchanges, paused slightly as she took notes. Her gaze lingered on them for a moment, and she unconsciously pursed her lips.

After a while, she buried her head again and continued taking notes.

Finally, the bell rang, and the students poured out of the classroom as if they had been granted a pardon.

Harley pushed Vera's wheelchair, and the three of them went to the Great Hall to have a quick bite before heading to Hagrid's cabin.

The edge of the forbidden forest in early winter was already a bit chilly, with scattered frost flowers hanging on the treetops, making a crisp sound underfoot.

From afar, they could see smoke rising from the chimney of Hagrid's cottage, and the faint barking of Babbler could be heard.

"Looks like he's home." Harley breathed a sigh of relief and quickened her pace.

"Hagrid!" She arrived at the cabin door first and knocked loudly. "It's us!"

Heavy footsteps echoed from inside the door, which was then flung open, revealing Hagrid's large, hairy face.

"Harley! Hermione! Vera!" he exclaimed in surprise, but quickly became flustered. "Uh... what brings you all here?"

“We came to see you,” Harley said bluntly. “You’ve been too busy lately, so we’ve had to come to see you.”

These words, spoken by them, made Hagrid feel somewhat embarrassed, even though they were the ones who had come uninvited.

The half-giant scratched his head, momentarily unable to catch on, and could only step aside: "There are some... uh... things to take care of in the Forbidden Forest lately, please come in and have a seat."

Chapter Ninety-Eight: Harley and Vera, could they be simply referred to as Livre?

The three followed Hagrid into the cabin, where the warm fire dispelled the chill of early winter.

Hagrid walked to his large table, turned to them, and asked, "Would you like something to drink?"

"Tea is fine," Vera said softly, her gaze sweeping over every corner of the cabin.

In a corner by the fire, she found a few silvery-white hairs lying on the floor, shimmering in the firelight.

It's the mane of a unicorn.

Hagrid followed her gaze, his expression changed, and he quickly stepped forward to cover the hair with his foot: "Uh... I've been organizing some materials lately..."

Vera didn't rush to expose him, but simply took the teacup: "Hagrid, Harley said you've been very busy lately. How's everything in the Forbidden Forest?"

Hagrid's hand visibly trembled, spilling some hot tea onto the table: "Y-Of course! Everything is fine!"

His reaction was so obvious that even Harley and Hermione noticed something was wrong.

“Hagrid,” Harley put down her teacup, her green eyes fixed on him, “has something happened?”

Hagrid unconsciously rubbed his beard with his large hand: "N-nothing, it's just... uh..."

“We’ve heard that animals have recently broken into the castle again,” Hermione asked tentatively. “Could they have escaped from the Forbidden Forest?”

Hagrid's beard twitched, and he instinctively retorted, "That's impossible! The creatures in the Forbidden Forest are... quite well-behaved..."

His voice grew softer and softer, his eyes flickering, clearly indicating that he had thought of something.

Vera sighed as she looked at his nervous expression and gently put down her teacup.

"Hagrid, you look much more haggard. We're all very worried about you, especially Harley. She's been talking about you a lot these past few days."

Huh? Does she mention it every day?

Harley was momentarily stunned, but after meeting Vera's gaze, she quickly nodded in agreement: "Yes! You canceled afternoon tea and said you were busy, I was really worried about you."

As she spoke, she simply stood up and walked to Hagrid's side, tilting her head up to look him straight in the eye: "Hagrid, we're friends, right? If you're in trouble, we can figure something out together."

Hagrid's eyes softened slightly as she gazed at him: "Oh, Harley..."

Seeing that his attitude had almost softened, Vera pushed her wheelchair closer to him: "Is what you've been busy with lately about unicorns?"

Hagrid looked up abruptly: "How did you know?"

“There’s unicorn mane over there,” Vera pointed to the floor. “As far as I know, unicorns don’t usually shed this much fur.”

Hagrid frowned and hesitated for a long time before finally speaking as if he had made up his mind: "Well, there was indeed a unicorn that was injured. But fortunately, the centaurs found it in time and rescued it."

Harley and Hermione were completely baffled: "Who would hurt a unicorn?"

“I don’t know,” Hagrid shook his head. “There were only some strange traces left at the scene…”

Vera had anticipated this—Voldemort had long wanted to target the unicorn, but had failed.

"How is the unicorn now?" Hermione asked with concern.

“It’s recovering,” Hagrid said. “The horsemen hid it deep in the Forbidden Forest.”

Vera looked thoughtful: "So that's why you've been increasing patrols all this time?"

Hagrid nodded, unconsciously rubbing his beard with his large hand: "Yes, Dumbledore also sent professors to patrol in shifts... but the guy who hurt the unicorn has not been caught yet."

Vera pondered for a moment: "Could it be... related to the events that have occurred at the castle recently?"

Harley was the first to react: "You mean... the guy who broke into the school hospital?"

Hagrid frowned in confusion: "Broken into the school hospital? When did that happen?"

“Just last night,” Hermione explained, “someone broke into the school hospital and stole a lot of medicine, including the medicine Vera needed.”

Hagrid slammed his large hand on the table, making the teacup jump: "What?! Who dares to be so bold!"

Vera shook her head gently: "I don't know yet."

She paused, looking directly at Hagrid: "Hagrid, do you think these two things might be related?"

Before Hagrid could react, Harley suddenly remembered something: "Hagrid, is the thing guarded by Cerberus alright?"

Hagrid's expression instantly turned wary: "Why are you bringing this up again? I already said, that's top secret!"

Vera gently pressed Harley's wrist: "We're just worried. If someone dares to harm the unicorn, then the thing being guarded might not be safe either."

“Impossible!” Hagrid said firmly. “Louwe is guarding it very well; no one can get through!”

“Hagrid,” Harley said cooperatively, feeling Vera tighten her grip on her hand, “so many strange things have happened lately, we’re just worried about your safety.”

Hagrid's expression softened quickly: "I'm fine, kids."

“In short,” Hagrid stood up, clearly wanting to end the conversation, “you don’t need to worry. Dumbledore has everything arranged. That villain won’t get away with it again.”

By the time they left Hagrid's cabin, the sun had already set, and the outline of the Forbidden Forest looked particularly eerie in the twilight.

"Oh, by the way," Vera said, turning back to ask after being carried out of Hagrid's hut, "Any recreational activities planned for later?"

"Oh, I'm planning to go to Hogsmeade for a drink this weekend!" Hagrid laughed heartily, completely unaware of what information he had just revealed.

Vera nodded and didn't ask any further questions.

The three bid farewell to Hagrid and returned to the castle along the path. The afterglow of the setting sun cast long shadows of them, and the shadows of the Forbidden Forest rustled in the breeze.

“At least for now, we have another clue.” Hermione analyzed seriously, “Assuming that the person who harmed the unicorn, stole the medicine, and broke into Cerberus’s room was the same person, then these actions must have the same reason.”

“Unicorns…” Harley, who knew very little about magical creatures, stroked her chin in frustration. “So why would that person hurt unicorns?”

All she knew was that unicorn hair could be used to make wand cores, and that was from Ollivander.

“Young lady,” Hermione patted her shoulder earnestly, “go to the library, where you’ll find the answers to all your questions.”

Harley's little face immediately scrunched up like a bitter gourd.

Even Vera, who hadn't said a word, couldn't help but laugh.

However, she wasn't thinking about those things right now. Instead, she was thinking about... In the original story, Hagrid was tricked by Quirrell into revealing the method to hypnotize Cerberus while drinking at Hogsmeade.

In return, he also received a dragon egg.

Of course, the main point wasn't the baby dragon that was still months away from being born, but that she needed to subdue the Cerberus before Quirrell completely mastered the hypnosis method.

Before this weekend.

Chapter Ninety-Nine: Cerberus, also a dog

As is widely known, hypnotizing a Cerberus can be achieved simply by playing some soothing music for it.

However, Vera's task was not to put it to sleep, but to subdue it.

But honestly, apart from Hagrid, who raised him from a puppy, Cerberus would probably find it hard to be polite to outsiders.