The wheelchair-bound warrior is speedrunning Hogwarts.

“Good dog…” she whispered, slowly reaching out her hand, trying to establish a new connection between the magic circuit and the three-headed dog. “We’re friends, aren’t we?”

As she approached, all three of Louie's heads turned towards her, their six eyes fixed on her outstretched hand.

Vera felt her heart pounding so hard it felt like it was going to burst out of her chest. She reached out with one hand while gripping the wand tightly under her robes with the other.

Just as her fingertips were about to touch Louie's nose, the rightmost head suddenly jolted and let out a low growl at her!

In an instant, fueled by adrenaline, Vera instinctively swung her wand, simultaneously activating the levitation spell on her wheelchair. As she staggered backward, she shouted, "Protect yourself!"

Three invisible barriers instantly unfolded before her, and Louie's sharp teeth struck them, producing a teeth-grinding grinding sound.

Before she could even recover from her shock, Knox sprang up, his furry body standing between Vera and Lu Wei, letting out a threatening growl.

Lu Wei's three heads froze simultaneously. The middle head tilted in confusion, the left head let out a pitiful whimper, and the right head remained wary as it stared at Vera.

Vera was breathing heavily, trying to calm her wildly beating heart.

She slowly lowered her wand and said softly, "It's alright, Knox. Luwei is just protecting himself."

Knox glanced back at her, and when he called out again, his voice was a little hoarse than usual.

Vera gave a wry smile, pushed her wheelchair back slightly, giving Louie more space.

She took more pieces of meat from the bag and gently placed them on the ground: "I'm sorry, I was too hasty."

Louie's three heads looked at each other, and finally the middle head slowly lowered its head and carefully took the piece of meat.

Seeing this, the other two heads also came over to share the food.

Vera breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed there was still room for reconciliation.

She decided to stop there for today, at least enough to make Louie remember her scent and food.

“Shall we come again tomorrow?” she whispered to Knox, pushing her wheelchair toward the door.

Knox meowed and hopped lightly to Luwei's side, nuzzling its leg with its head as if saying goodbye.

After leaving the room, Vera leaned back in her wheelchair and let out a long sigh of relief.

Although she hadn't completely tamed Louie, today's progress was much better than expected. At least Louie accepted her food, and Knox seemed to have developed some kind of friendship with it.

"Looks like I'll have to prepare more meat..." Vera muttered to herself, secretly wiping the fine beads of sweat from her forehead.

She looked down at Knox in her arms: "Thank you for helping me."

Knox proudly raised his head and meowed.

Vera gently stroked the cat's fur in her arms, exhaled slowly, but a hint of doubt lingered in her eyes as she looked at it.

Chapter 103 Subduing the Cerberus: The Second Step

Vera had no objection to being carried away by her own cat; in fact, she felt quite proud of it.

As long as Knox isn't a human-turned-cat like Banban, who would dislike such a smart and intelligent cat?

But what can we do when the wizarding world already has Scabbers as a cautionary tale?

That guy was a ruthless man who went so far as to hide in the Weasleys' house as a rat for 12 years in order to escape capture.

I wonder what kind of constipation Ron felt when he learned that Ben the mouse was actually a traitor who had betrayed his friend's parents, and that he had been sleeping with the little guy every day.

In any case, Vera didn't want this kind of thing to happen around her at all.

She looked down at Knox, who was still rolling around on her lap begging for petting, and recalled how Knox had struggled to get close to her last night, and how it had suddenly appeared in the Cerberus's room today...

Vera gently lifted Knox by the back of his neck and asked softly, "Knox, what is your background?"

Knox hovered in mid-air, his small body curled up obediently, his amber eyes looking at her innocently, and he let out a soft "meow".

Vera raised an eyebrow, and could only suppress her doubts for the time being.

In any case, Knox really helped a lot today.

Although the incident involving Banban made her somewhat sensitive to suspected matters, she couldn't possibly suspect her own pet cat without any basis.

She doesn't know of any spells that can detect suspected Animagus spells yet, so... let's observe further.

Vera placed the kitten directly on the ground, tapped its head, and whispered, "Go back to your dorm. I'll give you canned food tonight."

Knox tilted his head, nuzzled against her feet affectionately, and then turned and ran away.

Watching it run away quickly, Vera couldn't help but rub her temples.

It's so hard to be cruel to a kitten.

When we returned to the auditorium, dinner was almost over.

As soon as Harley and Hermione saw her, they waved to her, and Harley even got up to greet her.

"Where did you go?" she asked with concern as she went around to the back to push the wheelchair. "We almost came looking for you."

Vera was also a little embarrassed. She had originally wanted to take this opportunity to see if feeding the three-headed dog meat would increase its favor, but Knox's appearance caused a slight change in the situation.

However, you can't blame Knox for this, right?

"Sorry, something came up and I was held up," she could only say vaguely.

Harry pushed her to the Gryffindor table, and Hermione immediately noticed a few silver hairs stuck to her clothes:

"Is this Knox's fur? You took it outside?"

"Yeah, I ran into it in the hallway just now and brought it back to my dorm," Vera replied casually, brushing the cat fur off her knees as she did so.

“Knox always likes to go out, don’t be too harsh on him.” Harley shrugged and handed her a plate of food. “Eat up, it’s getting cold.”

"Yes, I know." Vera took the plate and ate some of today's pasta.

Fortunately, Quirrell was also present today, and thanks to the Phoenix Tears, his condition was no longer so frightening.

It remains to be seen whether the unicorns in the Forbidden Forest will continue to suffer after this ordeal.

She silently finished her noodles, and after returning to the lounge, she opened a can of Knox's favorite tuna, as agreed.

However, from that day on, Vera never let it sleep in her bed again.

Even when Harley asked about it the next morning, she simply replied that Knox himself didn't want to.

Well, it's because it broke free and went downstairs to sleep that day.

Over the next few days, Vera would take time each day to deliver meat to Lou Williams, and bring Knox along to act as a translator between her and Cerberus.

With Knox's help, Lou Williams' attitude towards Vera improved slightly.

Although the right side of its head remained alert, at least it no longer bared its teeth at her.

But it's also a bit difficult for Vera to get any closer.

She wasn't exactly disappointed with the result.

This at least shows that even when there was meat to eat, Cerberus still strictly followed orders and insisted on carrying out the tasks assigned by Hagrid.

Of course, except when I'm asleep.

Vera tossed all the remaining meat to Louie, picked up Knox, and quietly retreated with him until they were out of the room in their wheelchairs, only then did she breathe a sigh of relief.

"Although this guy won't hurt you, you still have to be careful when you're around him, understand?"

She looked down, holding the somewhat disgruntled Knox, and gave him a serious lecture.

Then I got two meows in return.

Vera didn't understand, and regardless of whether Knox understood her or not, she rubbed the cat's head and put it directly on the ground.

"Go have fun, come back early for canned food," Vera said calmly.

Knox let out a cheerful cry, lightly leaped onto the windowsill, and quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor.

After that, Vera didn't rush back to the common room, but instead went to the Room of Requirement.

She had already thoroughly studied the book "The Basic Principles and Techniques of Closing the Brain," and now she had switched to a more advanced book called "Brain Anchors."

In the most basic form of Occlumency, the mind is cleared, which means not thinking, not recalling, and not feeling, in order to prevent the mind-stealer from feeling their own emotions and thoughts.

Vera has reached this stage, but she hasn't truly faced Legilimency yet.

This book, titled "Brain Anchors," presents a rather interesting theory.

More advanced brain-sealing masters can seal off only certain parts of their own thoughts, feelings, and memories, thus creating an impeccable "illusion" for the mind-seducer.

In other words, simply emptying one's mind is too easy to be discovered. One must present pre-prepared fixed content when being captured by the spirit in order to deceive the other party.

She estimated that Snape had long since mastered this technique, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to keep it from Voldemort.

Vera's desire to practice this advanced technique stems from her recent discoveries, during numerous attempts at linking, of some of Cerberus's more primal needs.

Big dogs, besides eating meat, naturally like to go out and run and play, rather than stay in such a small, dark space.

In order to better connect with Lou Williams, Vera decided to continue her efforts, combining the "anchor point" technique of Occlumency with the magic circuits to create a mental world that would resonate with Cerberus.

You need to convince the three-headed dog that you are the only one who can take it around and have fun.

Chapter 104 Encountering a British Straight Ball, Unable to Resist Despite All Efforts (4k)

Vera opened "Brain Anchors" and carefully studied the chapter on constructing mental scenarios.

She had read this book several times, but these past few days, she has made sure to check the contents of it every time.

She didn't want to be too careless about magic related to the mind.

"To create a solid mental anchor, you first need to clearly define the specific scenario you want to portray. It can't be a completely fictional scenario, which would be easy to spot. Instead, it should combine real-life situations with imagination..."

Vera glanced at the words in the book and raised an eyebrow slightly.

If nothing unexpected happens, most school-aged wizards in this era will fail to construct vivid and concrete scenes because they have seen too little of the world.

But Vera is different; her memories from her past life are rich enough from the scenes in various movies and TV shows.

Vera closed the book, shut her eyes, and began to construct her first mental anchor.

Soon, a vast forest gradually appeared in her mind, with sunlight filtering through the leaves and the sound of a clear stream in the distance.

This was a place she often went hiking in her previous life. The scenery there was always sunny and breezy, making it an ideal place for large dogs to run freely.

However... so much time has passed, some details are still a little blurry.

Vera frowned, readjusted her breathing, and waved her wand repeatedly, lightly tapping it on her temples as she mentally revised and optimized the framework of the scene.

Then we started from scratch, building up clearer details bit by bit—

The fragrance of pine needles, the coolness of the stream, the feel of the soil and grass underfoot, and even the warmth of the sun and the faint scent of flowers in the air.

The process sounds simple, but in reality it is much more difficult than imagined.

After only a few attempts, she could only open her eyes and rest for a while, waiting for the dizziness that surged into her brain to pass before she felt a little better.

After doing this several times in a row, her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

But time waits for no one. Each time things eased up a little, Vera could only grit her teeth and keep going.

The trees here should be taller, the light needs to be softer, and the water flow needs to be controlled...

The difficulty is almost comparable to building a real scene out of thin air.

What's worse is that mental anchors aren't something you can build a third of today, save your progress, and continue working on the next day.

She can remember some details more vividly, but every reconstruction after a failure is a fresh start.

This would undoubtedly put a huge burden on her mental state, so even after practicing in the Room of Requirement for two or three days, Vera had not been able to build a satisfactory mental anchor.

"Let's try again today..." she murmured softly, looking at herself covered in sweat in the mirror, and closed her eyes once more.

Golden patterns peeked through her skin, and magic flowed rapidly, providing additional support for this spiritual world that was under construction.

This time, she wanted to try combining this spiritual world with the preferences of Cerberus.

Thus, a lawn appeared at the edge of the forest, which not only served as an open space for running, but also had a small pond nearby where people could play.

Even the forest scenery became clearer and more stable, and the whole world came to life in her mind.

Gradually, Vera felt her consciousness begin to resonate with the constructed scene, as if she were truly in that forest.

She could feel the breeze brushing against her cheeks, smell the fragrance of earth and grass, and even hear birdsong coming from afar.

"Unfortunately, it's still not perfect." Vera looked at the somewhat blurry image in the distance with some disappointment, and rubbed her temples with a headache.

Unfortunately, although she was able to fill in and perfect most of the details, the complete stabilization of the mental anchor point required a considerable amount of magic power as support.

When she opened her eyes again, she found that the stone bricks around her had lit up for a long time.