The wheelchair-bound warrior is speedrunning Hogwarts.

“Vera?” Harley called out worriedly, squeezing her hand tighter.

Vera did not respond. At this moment, her entire mind was focused on guiding her power, slowly channeling it into the unicorn's body like a gentle stream.

This is not an attack, but a cleansing and purification, a gentle confrontation between life and death.

Ferenc's horse trotted lightly on the ground, emitting a low gasp: "Ancient power... it's been a long time since I've seen it."

Halle's hand was gripped by Vera, and the coldness of her fingertips made her heart clench.

She saw a strange gleam in the depths of Vera's silver-gray eyes, as if shimmering with gold. Her already pale cheeks were now so transparent that the faint blue veins beneath her skin were almost visible.

“Vera?” Harley’s voice carried an even more obvious panic.

Hermione held her breath, instinctively reaching for Vera's other hand, but then hesitated, afraid of disturbing her.

Hagrid stopped sobbing and stared wide-eyed, his eyes still blurry with tears.

Ferenze bent his forelegs slightly, leaned forward, and fixed his deep gaze on the spot where Vera and the unicorn made contact.

Only Vera felt as if she had sunk into a vortex of cold and heat.

The unicorn's remaining consciousness, like shattered fragments of light, flooded into her senses.

From her initial ignorance at birth to her strolls through the forest with her parents and relatives, she saw the babbling brook under the moonlight and watched the young unicorn grow up little by little…

Then came the sudden, excruciating pain, the encroaching darkness, and the fear and despair of having life forcibly ripped away.

The death energy residing within the unicorn's body sensed the external interference and coiled around her like a venomous snake, attempting to erode Vera's magic.

She groaned softly, swayed unsteadily, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

"Vera, stop!" Harley cried out urgently. Although she couldn't understand what Vera was doing, she could feel that the hand that was tightly holding hers was trembling.

Vera didn't let go; instead, she closed her eyes.

She no longer tried to directly dispel the darkness—it was too domineering, and with her current strength, a direct confrontation would likely destroy the unicorn's last remaining life force as well.

So she changed her strategy. Her power, like the finest silk thread, bypassed the main strongholds of the dark energy and gently enveloped the unicorn's dying life core.

It's like building a warm barrier, temporarily isolating us from continuous erosion.

At the same time, she began to try to communicate with that darkness.

Suddenly, she remembered the two figures she had seen in the Requirement Room.

That person transformed a killing curse into a cutting curse.

Although she still doesn't understand why, after witnessing that miraculous scene, she has already vaguely grasped the meaning.

She began to draw upon the power of the castle—its capacity for inclusion, its ability to settle and ultimately transform all turmoil into tranquility—which was perfectly suited to her current situation.

She used herself as a transit point, patiently and continuously borrowing the magic of the castle to soothe the restlessness and sharpness of this dark nature.

It's not about expulsion, but about guidance and transformation.

This was an extremely delicate and mentally taxing process, and even though it didn't require her own magic, Vera's face grew paler and paler.

"What is she doing?" Hagrid asked in a low voice, barely daring to breathe.

Ferenze's voice was deep and filled with amazement: "She's trying to save it, incredible... This requires an extremely high level of magical control and an understanding of the essence of life..."

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have guessed that such a young girl with mobility issues possessed such power?

Although only Vera herself knew that it was absolutely impossible for her to do this on her own.

She merely borrowed the power of the castle.

As time ticked by, the last rays of the setting sun bathed the forest in a deep orange hue.

The unicorn's trembling gradually subsided. Although the dark purple wounds did not disappear immediately, its previously weak and rapid breathing seemed to become slightly more steady and long.

Vera jerked her hand back, leaned back, and gasped for breath, almost collapsing from exhaustion.

Harley and Hermione quickly supported her from either side.

"Vera! How are you?"

“I’m fine…” Vera’s voice was extremely tired as she looked at the unicorn. “It… survived.”

Ferenze stepped forward, carefully examined the unicorn's condition, and then nodded slightly to Vera: "Thank you for saving it."

Just then, the words flashed before Vera's retina again:

[Unicorn's Approval] is complete.

[Unicorn's Blessing] has been unlocked.

Before she could even check the specific effects of "Unicorn's Approval," she felt a gentle warmth quietly flowing into her magic circuits.

Like melting snow in early spring, it gently seeped into her limbs and bones, dispelling her fatigue and chill.

Vera could even feel her connection with the ground beneath her feet and the surrounding trees becoming clearer and deeper.

She could even hear the subtle sounds of plants growing and feel the gentle touch of a breeze rustling through the leaves.

"It...it really survived?" Hagrid's voice trembled with disbelief.

His enormous hand gently stroked the unicorn's gradually calming flanks, and although its silvery-white fur was still dull, it no longer exuded a deathly aura.

“Yes,” Ferenze affirmed, his gaze falling once more on Vera with unprecedented respect. “You have created a miracle, child. We and the forest will never forget this kindness.”

Harry and Hermione held Vera's hands tightly, one on each side. Harry even rubbed Vera's still slightly cold fingers with her warm palms, trying to warm her up.

"Are you really alright?" Harley's bright green eyes were filled with lingering fear. "Your hands are so cold, and you look terrible..."

"I'm just a little tired," Vera forced a reassuring smile and gently squeezed her fingertips with her other hand. "I'll be fine after a rest."

Hermione didn't speak; she just stared intently at Vera's profile, silently loosening her tightly clenched lips slightly.

Soon, the sound of hooves from other centaurs galloping towards them came from deep within the woods.

Ferenze looked up and said, “My companions have arrived. They will take the unicorn sister back into the depths of the forest to care for her. It’s already sunset; it’s no longer safe here. You should go back too.”

Hagrid reluctantly touched the unicorn's forehead one last time before standing up and wiping his face with his dirty sleeve.

“Ference is right, children, it’s getting dark, we need to hurry back and not linger around the Forbidden Forest for too long.”

Now, even if the centaurs invite Harley to visit, she has no interest in going.

She held Vera's hand tightly, nodded vigorously, and together with Hermione, they greeted Ferrenze before pushing Vera back to the castle.

Chapter 131 Vera: This place has to leave without me

On the way back, the atmosphere among the three became much heavier.

It wasn't until they approached the castle, where bright lights and noisy voices dispelled some of the gloom brought on by what had just happened.

“The year-end party is in two days,” Hermione tried to break the somber mood, but her voice was still a little strained, “and then it’s the holidays…”

Harley, head down, kicked at pebbles on the road: "Hmm..."

Vera could feel Harry gripping her hand even tighter.

“We can write letters during the holidays,” Vera said softly. “We can have Hedwig deliver them; I have an owl at home too. And we’ll see each other again soon when school starts.”

Harley looked up, a faint light flickering in her green eyes: "Will you write to me?"

“Of course,” Vera promised, “and Hermione too, the three of us can communicate with each other.”

Hermione nodded vigorously: "That's right! We can share what happened during summer vacation, and maybe we can even visit each other's homes!"

Hearing the ideas in her words, Harley's mood seemed to improve a little, and she finally showed a faint smile. However, when she saw Vera's current appearance, the corners of her mouth turned down again.

“I don’t know what you just did,” she whispered, her voice still carrying lingering fear, “Seeing you like that… I was really worried.”

Vera felt a slight pang in her heart, a subtle tenderness rising within her. She squeezed Harley's hand in return, her fingertips conveying a silent apology and reassurance: "I promise, everything I did was within my means."

Returning to the brightly lit castle, the warm and bustling atmosphere immediately puts one at ease.

They had a simple dinner in the Great Hall, and halfway through, Harley seemed to suddenly remember something and pulled Hermione aside, saying she wanted to go to the library.

Although Vera was a little confused, she was too tired and her mind was not working properly. After Harley's repeated persuasion, she finally returned to her dormitory with their escort.

She definitely needs to rest now.

The consumption just now far exceeded expectations. Although the warmth brought by the unicorn's blessing soothed the emptiness of magic, the mental fatigue still surged up layer by layer.

“Well, let’s go to the library first, we’ll be right back.” Harley tucked her in, then pulled Hermione, who looked like she wanted to say something, and turned to leave.

Hearing the door close, Knox appeared silently at the foot of the bed, his amber eyes fixed on her in the dim light.

Vera reached out her hand to it, and the cat gracefully jumped onto the bed, lay down beside her hand, and purred softly.

She closed her eyes, feeling the gentle power flowing slowly through her body, and the clear words appearing on her retina:

[Unicorn's Blessing]: Greatly increases mana recovery speed, enhances resistance to black magic and negative status effects, and grants the ability to communicate with unicorns.

The effect was even better than she had expected.

The increased mana recovery speed, in particular, was a godsend for her.

[Name: Vera Black]

[Age: 11 years old]

[属性：力（4）敏（2）魔（4）智（7）魅（8）幸（2）]

[Ancient Magic Learning Status: Multicast (Intermediate), Source Reshaping (Beginner)]

[Current Magic Circuit Level: Mastery - Intermediate (125/300)]

[Mana Reserves: 145/206]

[Mana Regeneration Speed: 40/hour]

It actually doubled in power... No wonder it's a unicorn's blessing.

This will significantly improve her battery life.

Vera gently stroked Knox's soft fur. The cat's purring seemed to have a calming magic, gradually relaxing her tense nerves.

Just as she was about to drift off to sleep, she faintly heard... a soft bark from a dog.

…It's Lou Williams!

Vera's previously drowsy nerves immediately tensed up, and she abruptly opened her eyes, all sleepiness gone.

The bark didn't come through the air; it rang directly in her mind—it was an emergency warning from Lu Wei via their mental link!

"An intruder... an unpleasant presence... down below..."

The three-headed dog conveyed a vague and agitated emotion, carrying anger at its territory being invaded and a hint of weariness.

Vera's heart sank.

At this point in time, the kind of person who could elicit a reaction from Lou Williams...

She immediately tried to reassure Lu Wei through the link, while simultaneously focusing her mind to gain a clearer understanding of the situation in the restricted area on the fourth floor.

However, her mind had not recovered much, and she could only barely catch glimpses of Louie's increasingly agitated mood, and... a certain cold, familiar, and nauseating magical fluctuation.

Sure enough, Voldemort broke in.

After obtaining the blood of the unicorn, did he regain the power to support his actions?

Vera immediately tried to sit up, but a slight dizziness struck her; the mental exertion from treating the unicorn far exceeded her expectations.

Knox meowed worriedly and nuzzled her chin with his head.

"I'm fine..." Vera took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down.

She immediately tried to send a message to Louie via the link: "Louie, have you heard any strange noises?"

Louie responded with even greater confusion and frustration: "...buzzing...sleepy...master..."

really.

Vera narrowed her eyes. Although Louie wasn't completely asleep, perhaps because of her intervention, he was clearly affected by the music and his reactions were becoming sluggish.

"It's alright, it's okay." Vera said to herself as she got out of bed. "Go to sleep if you want, Lu Wei. You've done a great job."

It's already past the end of the semester, so let Voldemort go in if he wants. She can't let Fulwei risk getting hurt and face Voldemort head-on after he's just gained his powers.

only…

Recalling the way Harley and Vera had looked earlier, her sluggish brain finally realized the problem.

After Ferrenze's reminder, Harley probably knew that Voldemort's next target was the Philosopher's Stone.