The wheelchair-bound warrior is speedrunning Hogwarts.

Vera turned her face away, her long, silver-gray hair falling down and obscuring her slightly flushed face: "...Idiot."

Harley pretended not to hear and focused on completing the next steps of the massage.

The dormitory door was suddenly pushed open, and Hermione walked in carrying a stack of books.

"You are—" Hermione's words trailed off as her gaze fell on Harry's hand holding Vera's, then on Vera's exposed legs.

Vera's face flushed instantly, and she instinctively tried to pull down her pajama pants, but Harley held her down.

“I was giving Vera a massage,” Halle said frankly. “That’s what Mrs. Pomfrey told me to do.”

Hermione put the book on the table and quickly cleaned her hands in the bathroom: "Let me help too, it'll be faster with two people."

Vera stared in astonishment at their overly natural demeanor, then closed her eyes with a look of utter despair.

Harley couldn't help but laugh at her embarrassed look: "Vera, you look so cute when you're shy."

Vera immediately straightened her face: "I'm not shy."

"Okay, okay, no, no." Harley nodded perfunctorily, unable to resist exchanging a glance with Hermione, both of them lowering their heads and chuckling to themselves.

Thanks, but right now I just feel a bit suicidal.

Chapter 101 The Cat Team Makes a Great Contribution

After finally ending the grueling massage, Vera's hard-won recovery was quickly dashed again by Harley's reminder to "continue tomorrow."

Even after Harley and Hermione had fallen asleep late at night, Vera was still lying in bed unable to sleep.

After much thought, the culprit who forced me to suffer this torment must be Voldemort!

Stealing Phoenix Tears is one thing, but what's with taking away all the other medicines she needed too?!

The more she thought about it, the less she could sleep, so she simply threw off the covers and sat up in bed with some difficulty.

Just then, Knox suddenly appeared out of nowhere, his amber eyes gleaming in the darkness.

"Where did you go?" Vera asked softly, reaching out to rub the cat's head, but feeling some cold water droplets on its soft fur.

Did you just come back from outside?

Vera blinked, picked up a towel, and wiped its wet fur.

Knox meowed several times as it was being scrubbed, struggled to jump down, turned back and meowed at her twice more in dissatisfaction, before crawling into its cat bed.

Vera was stunned for a moment, but when she saw Knox skillfully use his tail to cover himself with a small blanket, she finally couldn't help but laugh.

Everyone says that cats have unpredictable personalities, and now she's seen it for herself.

“She used to love crawling into my bed…” She shook her head, her gaze shifting from Knox to the Forbidden Forest, which appeared even more secluded under the moonlight.

Now that we've come up with a solution, let's start experimenting little by little from tomorrow.

The next morning, when Vera sat up in bed with faint dark circles under her eyes, it inevitably drew concern from Harry and Hermione.

"Didn't you sleep well?" Hermione, who had finished washing up earlier, immediately came over, her gaze sweeping over her with concern. "Was there something wrong with yesterday's massage?"

Vera shook her head, forcing herself to get out of bed: "It's nothing, I just...didn't sleep well last night."

I don't know if it was because I was too anxious or for some other reason, but I tossed and turned in bed for a long time last night and couldn't fall asleep.

Even with my eyes closed, I could still faintly hear some strange rustling sounds.

She was so worried that the basilisk had appeared ahead of schedule that she had to urgently connect the castle with her magic circuits. Only after confirming that nothing had happened could she barely manage to fall asleep.

"Don't rush," Hermione said, grabbing her arm as she saw her about to get out of bed. She turned to Harry, who was still in the bathroom, and urged, "Harry, come out quickly, the massage isn't finished yet!"

Upon hearing the keyword "massage," Vera's still somewhat listless spirit immediately jolted, and she hurriedly looked up, just in time to see Harley rushing towards her.

"No, wait a minute, I haven't—"

Before she could finish speaking, Harley had already rushed to her bedside, holding the bottle of light blue ointment in her hand.

"Good morning, Vera!" Harley smiled brightly, her green eyes gleaming with mischief. "Mrs. Pomfrey said it's twice a day, morning and night, no skipping a minute."

Vera instinctively shrank further under the covers, her long, silver-gray hair falling messily over her shoulders, making her pale face even more noticeable.

"I...I still want to do it myself..." Her voice trailed off under the gaze of the two people in front of her, and she couldn't even finish her sentence.

Hermione grabbed her hand, her face serious: "Vera, this is for your health. If you don't cooperate, I'll tell Madam Pomfrey."

Harley had already taken the opportunity to climb onto the bed, sat beside her, and shook the medicine bottle: "Come on, it'll be over soon~"

Seeing that the two of them were being so proactive, Vera took a deep breath, resignedly closed her eyes, and slowly turned around.

Harley gently lifted her nightgown, revealing her slender back.

Morning light streamed through the gaps in the curtains, casting a soft golden glow on Vera's skin.

"Look, your back looks much softer today than yesterday," Harley said softly as she applied the ointment.

Vera gave a muffled "hmm," trying her best not to notice Harry's warm fingers gently pressing on her back.

But... I really can't do it.

Especially after Hermione joined in with great enthusiasm.

As Vera listened to the two of them passionately discussing how to make herself feel most comfortable, some strange adult thoughts uncontrollably surfaced within her.

It's such a sin to think that way about two innocent children who just wanted to help themselves.

She quickly buried her face in the pillow, trying to use the Occupation Meditation exercise to clear her mind.

"Should I use my fingertips to make circles here?" Hermione asked Harry earnestly, her fingers gently pressing near Vera's shoulder blade.

Harry tilted her head to observe: "Mrs. Pomfrey said to push upwards along both sides of the spine... Yes, that's it!"

The two men pressed their fingers on her back alternately, and Vera could only grit her teeth. Her long, silver-gray hair was scattered messily on the bed, and the tips of her ears were so red that they almost bled.

"Can you... hurry up a bit..." she couldn't help but urge.

“No, that won’t do,” Harley said seriously. “Mrs. Pomfrey said it has to be at least fifteen minutes each time.”

Hermione added, "And you have to take every part seriously."

Vera closed her eyes in despair, cursing Voldemort for the hundredth time in her heart.

Having barely endured the massage, Vera practically fled, sitting in her wheelchair and disappearing into the bathroom.

What's even more baffling is that she discovered that after all this trouble, her brain occlusion technique had actually made some rare progress.

In that extremely awkward situation, she almost instinctively wanted to shut down her senses and emotions, but instead stumbled upon the secret to brain shut-off techniques.

So much so that when she looked in the mirror and saw her face completely red, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

At breakfast, Harley and Hermione were still discussing their massage experiences, while Vera silently lowered her head and ate her porridge, pretending she didn't exist.

Vera waited until the afternoon spell class ended before she finally found a chance to act alone.

“I just remembered I have something to do,” she said to Harley and Hermione as she left the classroom. “You two go ahead to the Great Hall, don’t wait for me.”

Harley immediately became alert and wanted to ask, "What's the rush? We can go together."

“It’s nothing serious,” Vera said casually. “I’ll be back soon.”

Harley wanted to say something, but Hermione stopped her: "Okay, then we'll wait for you in the Great Hall."

Watching the two walk away, Vera pushed her wheelchair quickly towards the fourth floor.

It was dinnertime, and the corridor was almost deserted. The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the high windows, gilding the ancient stone walls with a golden hue.

Vera stopped at the corner on the fourth floor. After confirming that no one was around using her magic circuits, she took out several pieces of meat that she had prepared in advance from her pocket.

Reaching the familiar room at the end of the corridor, she took a deep breath and whispered, "Open the Arahu Cave."

The door lock immediately made a slight "click" sound.

Vera cautiously pushed open the door, and a blast of stuffy, hot air mixed with the smell of wild beasts rushed in.

And… she looked down at the silver-gray long-haired cat nestled at her feet with a questioning look on her face. Knox was looking at her innocently with amber eyes, its tail wagging gently.

"Knox? What are you doing here?" Vera asked in surprise, lowering her voice.

The cat simply meowed softly, looking up at the bag of beef and chicken breast she had just taken from the table at lunchtime.

Vera frowned and instinctively hid the bag behind her back: "You can't finish all of this."

The cat discovered that its owner was secretly taking treats to feed other "small animals," and she felt inexplicably guilty.

Knox squatted in place, his tail swaying gently, giving off a "I won't leave until you give it to me" attitude.

Vera sighed, took a small piece of beef from the bag, and handed it to Knox: "Here, this is your portion."

Knox picked up the piece of meat, happily tilted his head back and chewed it all, then turned and nimbly slipped into the room.

"Don't go in! It's dangerous!" Vera tried to stop her in a low voice, but how could a human with only 1 point of agility possibly catch a nimble kitten?

Seeing that Knox had already gone inside, Vera didn't have time to think and quickly pushed her wheelchair in after him, closing the door behind her.

Chapter 102 The First Step in Taming the Cerberus

The room was pitch black, with only a faint light filtering in through the crack in the door.

Vera's eyes widened nervously as she quickly spotted the three-headed dog, Louie, not far away; its three enormous heads were warily turning in her direction.

Knox leaped lightly in front of Lou Williams, his silver-gray fur gleaming faintly in the darkness.

To Vera's surprise, Luwei did not attack the cat that had invaded its territory. Instead, all three of its heads lowered at the same time, gently sniffing Knox.

"Knox, come back quickly!" Vera called out anxiously in a low voice.

But instead of running away, Knox moved even closer to Luwei and rubbed his head against its huge paw.

Even more surprisingly, all three of Lou Williams' heads simultaneously emitted cheerful purring sounds, and his enormous tail swayed gently.

“This…” Vera stared in disbelief at the scene before her.

Her cat tamed the Cerberus even before she did?

The instant he heard her voice, all three of Louie's heads turned toward Vera, their six eyes gleaming dangerously in the darkness, emitting a low whimper.

Vera quickly stepped back a little, carefully keeping her distance from the three-headed dog.

"Meow!" Knox gracefully walked over from beside Luwei, stopped at Vera's feet, and proudly flicked his tail, as if showing off his friendship with this big guy.

Vera gently stroked the cat, her gaze never leaving the three-headed dog: "How did you do that?"

Knox meowed and immediately jumped onto her lap, nudging the bag of meat that Vera had hidden behind her with his paw.

Vera suddenly realized what was happening. She carefully pushed her wheelchair closer, quickly took out the prepared raw meat from the bag, and cautiously tossed it to Louie: "Louie, look here..."

Louie's three heads immediately became excited, and his tail slammed heavily against the ground.

Vera gently tossed the piece of meat over, and the middle head of Lu Wei nimbly caught it. The other two heads immediately crowded around to grab it, letting out a low growl of dissatisfaction.

"Don't rush, there are plenty." Vera tossed out two more pieces of meat, this time to the left and right sides respectively.

Once the three heads received their food, they immediately quieted down and began to wolf it down.

Knox nuzzled his head against her hand, as if to say, "See? I told you it was easy to get along with."

You and Hagrid are probably the only ones who would think that way.

Vera gave a wry smile, gently stroking Knox's fur with her fingers: "I'll give you a treat tonight, a can of food."

Knox squinted his eyes in satisfaction and let out a snoring sound.

Next, Vera continued to throw out chunks of meat one by one, and Louie's three heads scrambled for them, but were noticeably more docile than before.

While Luwei was focused on the food, Vera took a deep breath and activated the magic circuits within her body.

"Source Reshaping," she murmured, magic flowing through her body, enhancing her current senses.

In an instant, it seemed as if the surrounding air had become viscous, and Vera could sense three distinct fluctuations of consciousness—

The right side of the head, which was the first to break free from the soothing, was the most wary, the left side was more docile, and the middle one was somewhere in between.

She pushed the wheelchair closer little by little and tentatively reached out her hand: "Good child, do you remember me?"

Louie's three heads rose simultaneously, six eyes staring at her warily, baring sharp fangs.

But Knox immediately jumped off her lap, nimbly walked to Louie's side, rubbed his head against its thick front legs, and meowed twice.

It seems to be an attempt to prove the credibility of this human to Lou Williams.

The head to Lou Williams' left lowered its head, sniffed Knox, then looked at Vera and let out a snoring sound.

It was as if the air around them began to vibrate slightly. Vera swallowed nervously, held her breath, and slowly pushed the wheelchair forward, bit by bit.