The wheelchair-bound warrior is speedrunning Hogwarts.

“Yes, Master.” Quirrell’s voice was filled with fear and obsequiousness. “I’ll go to Hogsmeade tonight!”

It really is tonight.

Vera kept her eyes tightly shut, her heart pounding wildly in her chest.

She wanted to listen more carefully, but unexpectedly a voice, amplified several times over, suddenly rang out from behind her: "Miss Black."

Startled by the deafening sound, she trembled and abruptly opened her eyes. The effects of the Source Reshaping were instantly disrupted, and the magic that enhanced her hearing receded like a receding tide.

The sound, amplified several times, exploded in my ears like a bomb, making my eardrums feel slightly numb.

Vera's eyes widened, and after a brief pause amidst a buzzing sound, she looked up, pale-faced, only to find Snape standing behind her, looking down at her.

“Professor…” Vera began, her heart pounding, her voice barely audible. She tried to regulate her breathing and make herself look better.

Snape's gaze swept over her slightly pale face, his brow furrowing slightly: "I remember, today is the day you need to be examined."

“Yes, Professor.” Vera forced a smile. “I just came from the school infirmary and wanted to... sunbathe here!”

"Sunbathing in the hallway?" Snape narrowed his eyes, seeing that she seemed perfectly fine. "A peculiar habit."

Vera knew how lame her excuse was, but she had no choice but to bite the bullet and reply, "I won't do it again, Professor."

Snape stared at her intently for a long while before coldly saying, "The corridor is not a place for daydreaming, Miss Black. You've lost a point."

If you don't like her, just say so!

Vera was speechless for a moment, and just as she was about to complain in her mind, she saw Snape walk straight past her and walk quickly toward the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly hid herself again in the shadow of the pillar.

Holding her breath, Vera watched him walk straight into the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, seemingly wanting to say something to Quirrell.

She wanted to try eavesdropping again, but the fright she had just experienced was too much for her ears.

The corridor was bustling with people during the day, and she didn't want another reckless person to suddenly scare her from behind.

So Vera could only wait patiently.

Until... Quirrell and Snape went out the door together, and the two of them left together.

It seems they won't be back anytime soon.

Vera was somewhat disappointed and was about to turn and leave when she suddenly remembered something—

In the original story, Richie was disguised and used the dragon egg to lure Hagrid into revealing Fluffy's method for winning the game.

She had just heard Quirrell say that he had obtained the Norwegian Ridgeback Dragon Egg and was going to find Hagrid tonight.

In other words... this dragon egg is most likely still in Quirrell's office, right?

Vera's heart raced, and a bold idea immediately popped into her mind.

Gryffindors are all about action; opportunities are fleeting. If they don't act now, the dragon egg won't be waiting for them!

She immediately donned an invisibility cloak, and with her wheelchair floating, she silently glided toward the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher's office was in the classroom. Vera cautiously pushed open the door and peered into the empty classroom for a while.

After confirming that no one was around, she gently pushed open the door a crack and slipped inside.

The classroom curtains were drawn, the light was dim, and as always, the strong smell of garlic filled the air, almost suffocating her.

Vera could only hold her breath and maneuver her wheelchair through the classroom. Just as she was about to enter the office, her hand, which was about to touch the door, paused slightly.

From Quirrell's perspective, he finally got the dragon egg, so even if he had to go out temporarily, he should have set up some anti-theft measures on his territory beforehand, right?

Vera activated the magic circuit directly, and through the circuit's vision, she could clearly see a subtle magical fluctuation swirling around the office door—

It's just an intrusion spell that can detect intruders and trigger an alarm.

That's true. Even if Quirrell had ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare to create any dangerous spells at Hogwarts with Dumbledore around.

"Luckily I discovered it in advance..." she thought to herself, tapping her wand lightly on the door lock.

"Stop the spell immediately," Vera whispered, and the magical fluctuations on the door vanished instantly.

She cautiously pushed open the door. The office was even dimmer, with all sorts of strange magical items piled up on the bookshelves and desks, and... the smell of garlic was even stronger.

Did Voldemort particularly like garlicky foods when he was alive?

Vera endured the discomfort caused by the strong smell and didn't rush in. Her gaze quickly scanned the entire room, finally settling on a cabinet under a desk...

A faint magical aura lingered around the cabinet, suggesting it had been enchanted with a heat-preserving spell.

What things require a heat-preserving spell to be stored? It's not hard to guess.

“The Arahu Cave is open,” she whispered to the cabinet door.

The cabinet door opened with a click, revealing an oval-shaped object wrapped in black velvet lying there quietly.

Vera instinctively held her breath and, after confirming several times that there were no defensive spells set up inside the office, she mustered her courage and pushed her wheelchair inside to the cabinet.

Then, with lightning speed, a corner of the velvet cloth was lifted, revealing a dark dragon egg underneath, which gleamed slightly in the dim light.

These are Norwegian Spinosaurus eggs…

The moment she touched it, Vera finally understood why Hagrid wanted to keep a dragon so much.

It was still in its shell-less state. When she touched it with her fingers, although it felt cold and hard, she could still feel the faint pulse of life coming from inside.

This is a living, breathing life, still in the throes of growth.

Before Vera could catch her breath, the words flashed across her retina again:

[Tamerable magical creature: Norwegian Ridgeback Dragon (unhatched)]

[Taming Rewards: Magic Circuit Level Up, Maximum Mana +50, Gain Control of the Norwegian Ridgeback]

Does that include those who haven't been officially born yet?

Vera stared at the words on her retina, and for a moment she even felt like laughing out loud.

Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected bonus.

She subconsciously reached out and touched the surface of the dragon egg, feeling the faint pulse coming from beneath the scales.

At the same time, the magic circuits activated automatically, and golden patterns appeared faintly beneath her skin.

[Should we begin taming?]

Vera hesitated for a moment before withdrawing her hand.

This is Quirrell's territory, and to ensure safety, she probably prefers to take the egg away directly and find a safer place to tame it.

But the problem is, now that she's taken the dragon eggs away, how will she raise them?

She wasn't a magical creature expert like Hagrid, with ample knowledge of dragon breeding and enough secluded space for young dragons to roam.

Moreover, the Norwegian Spinosaurus is an extremely dangerous XXXXX-level creature; once hatched, feeding and hiding it would be a major problem.

To gain the loyalty of a fire dragon, you must first ensure that it can successfully hatch and grow, right?

Vera stared at the dragon egg, caught in a brief moment of inner conflict.

Finally, she took a deep breath and decided that she couldn't just take the dragon egg away so hastily.

At least not now, it's not the right time.

But she was really unwilling to leave the dragon egg here.

"How long is it expected to take to tame the dragon egg?" she asked.

Based on the current state, the baby dragon is extremely vulnerable, and the success rate of taming it is very high.

[Estimated taming time: 3 minutes]

Vera bit her lip. Three minutes... Quirrell probably won't be back that soon.

There are risks in everything you do, and in this situation, she didn't have many other options.

She took a deep breath and gently placed her hands on the dragon egg: "Then let's begin."

The magic circuits instantly became active, and golden patterns flowed beneath her skin, eventually converging at her fingertips and slowly seeping into the dragon egg.

In an instant, a strange connection was established between her and the dragon egg.

Vera closed her eyes, feeling the faint pulse of life.

With the magical circuit connected, Vera could clearly feel the developing little life inside the dragon egg—its heartbeat, its breathing, and its vague perception of the outside world.

Vera carefully guided the energy of the magic circuit, weaving a gentle net to create a warm and safe feeling inside the eggshell, slowly enveloping the life consciousness within the dragon egg.

[Taming progress: 15%...30%...45%...]

She could feel that the young life was gradually accepting her presence, just like a newborn chick becomes dependent on the first creature it sees.

Under the extreme amplification effect of the magic circuit, Vera suddenly frowned and turned to look in the direction of the corridor.

Someone is approaching this way!

Vera's heart suddenly raced, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, but she continued the taming process.

[Taming progress: 60%...75%...90%...]

The footsteps grew closer, and Vera's fingers trembled slightly, but she dared not relax for a moment.

[Taming successful!]

[Gaining control of the Norwegian Spinosaurus]

[Related bonuses will only be calculated after the Norwegian Spinosaurus is released.]

Vera breathed a sigh of relief and quickly withdrew her hand.

At the same time, a faint golden light flashed across the surface of the dragon egg, before it quickly returned to its original state.

Although she looked much the same as before, she could feel that she had established a wonderful connection with this unborn little life.

“My dear child,” she whispered, “I will take you with me when you are a little older.”

There was a sudden burst of noise outside the door, mixed with the laughter of students, but it seemed that no one would suddenly barge in again.

She put the dragon egg back in its place, pulled up the velvet cloth, and cleaned up all traces of the place, even reapplying the intrusion spell she had broken on the door.

When she quietly slipped out wearing the Invisibility Cloak, she had just closed the door when she saw several snowballs chasing Quirrell from the other end of the corridor, while the Weasley twins laughed heartily behind them.

Taking advantage of the noise in the corridor, Vera quickly pushed her wheelchair behind a pillar further away.

Then, she witnessed firsthand the famous scene where the snowballs controlled by the twins smashed into Quirrell's head.

She felt like she was going to mourn for Voldemort.

The Dark Lord, first roasted, now being pelted with snowballs... How could such a powerful Dark Lord end up like this?

Watching Quirrell awkwardly pat the snow water off his body, stammering as he finished deducting points from the twins, he stormed into the office in a fit of rage and slammed the door shut.

Almost at the same moment, she glanced around to make sure no one else was paying attention to the Geminis, then casually removed her invisibility cloak and blended into the crowd in the corridor.

Whether Quirrell noticed anything unusual afterward and tried to chase after her to investigate was none of her business.

Could a crippled Voldemort really bypass Hogwarts' cover and find her?

If he truly possessed this ability, he wouldn't have needed to shamelessly steal the phoenix's tears.

Chapter 107 Unlocking Pets

Vera ate a third more than usual for dinner tonight because she was in a good mood.

Although the rewards for taming the Norwegian Spinosaurus will be delayed, it's already a pleasant surprise. What more could you ask for?

Not to mention, a three-headed dog is waiting for her next.

Vera estimated that after taming Cerberus, it wouldn't provide as much of a boost as Rathalos, but it would still bring considerable benefits.

She enjoyed her dinner while pondering her next move.

Quirrell isn't here today; he's probably taken the dragon egg to Hagrid to try and get information out of him.

Perfect, then she can take advantage of this time to subdue the Cerberus.

“Vera?” Harley’s voice interrupted her thoughts. “You seem to be in a good mood.”

Vera snapped out of her reverie and smiled slightly: "Yes, today's training went very smoothly."

Hermione put down her fork and looked at her thoughtfully: "You seem to be exercising more often lately."

"Because I feel much better, I want to move around more." Vera blinked, unusually in a good mood. "Of course, you all helped out too."