The Wheelchair War Goddess Speedruns Hogwarts

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Reborn as the posthumous daughter of the Black family, she starts off with a lovely debuff.

Staring at her custom wheelchair, bitter medicine burning her throat and her heart aching, Vera angrily smashes a potion bottle.

"Wasn't it supposed to be that the heart that believes is your magic?! How come it can't even cure paraplegia?!"

Good news: she can use Ancient Magic.

Bad news: the Chosen One is a girl-and she's adorable.

Wait, that's fantastic news.

Vera had originally only wanted to lie low and level up, but when she saw Miss Potter's pitiful green eyes, she immediately drew her wand and charged into the thrill of battle!

The Dark Lord is invading? Just drive the whole school into him-problem solved, right?

The underground ancient ruins are going berserk? Luckily, she's short on experience packs. As long as the demand is big enough, bring on as many as you like.

Wait... that wasn't the kind of 'demand' she meant!

Cornered against a wall by the Chosen One and the Know-It-All, Vera cannot help but wail, "This is definitely not the kind of battle thrill I wanted!"