Wheelchair War God Speedruns Hogwarts

"Wherever Man is, Doro is!"

When the Horus Heresy was burned away, Doro looked at the Emperor slumped silently upon the Golden Throne like a corpse. Hugging the orange in her hands, she smiled and said, "Man, this is orange, my favorite. I saved the sweetest ones for you. Man, why aren't you saying anything?"

Reconciled

As Hermione spoke, she suddenly remembered something and took a mint from her pocket. "Here, I took it from the Great Hall. When you're in a bad mood, eating something sweet makes you feel much better."

Vera accepted the candy, and her fingertips accidentally brushed Hermione's warm palm. Hermione instinctively curled her fingers, then quickly pulled her hand back before Vera could look up at her.

Vera blinked in slight confusion. She did not understand what Hermione was doing, but she did not ask. She merely said softly, "Thank you," then placed the candy in her mouth. Its sweet minty flavor spread across her tongue.

"Mm..." Hermione nodded, then hurriedly straightened up. "I-I just remembered I still have homework to finish. Do you want to... do it together?"

Vera looked at Hermione's somewhat awkward expression and thought for a moment. "No, I'll sit here and enjoy the sun for a while."

"All right." Hermione nodded and turned to leave, but she could not help looking back to remind her, "Don't stay too long. It'll get colder tonight."

Vera smiled faintly. "I know. Thank you."

After watching Hermione leave, Vera turned back toward the lake. Her mood had already calmed considerably.

By the time the sun began to sink, she had finally prepared herself to go back and see Harry.

As the sun set, golden ripples shimmered across the lake, while the edge of the Forbidden Forest in the distance had already been swallowed by twilight.

She pushed her wheelchair, ready to return to the castle, but the instant she turned around, she saw a familiar figure standing not far away—

It was Harry. She stood there clutching a package, looking nervous and uneasy, her green eyes glimmering with apprehension beneath the sunset.

"Vera!" Harry stopped in front of her, panting, her eyes full of unease. "I-I've been looking for you forever..."

Vera stopped her wheelchair. Looking at Harry's eyes reflecting the sunset, she was dazed for a moment.

Then she looked at the package in Harry's arms and asked calmly, "What is that?"

Harry bit her lip and held out what she was carrying. "This is for you!"

Vera accepted the package and carefully unwrapped it. Inside was a somewhat crude model of an astrolabe, about the size of two palms. The pattern of Vela shimmered faintly in the sunset.

A crooked line of small words had been carved into its base: "For Vera, may your stars shine forever."

Vera froze. Her fingers gently touched the astrolabe, and the pattern of Vela immediately lit up with a soft blue glow, especially beautiful amid the twilight.

"I know your name comes from Vela," Harry said, her voice trembling slightly. "I made this model especially for you. It's not perfect yet, but you... you can use it as a little night-light!"

Vera's fingers lightly traced the astrolabe's smooth surface. Her long lashes lowered slightly, concealing the emotions in her eyes.

Harry could not see her expression, so she gathered her courage and continued, "I'm sorry, Vera! I shouldn't have said that this morning..."

Vera raised her head and saw Harry's reddened eyes and tightly pressed lips. The little resentment she had left completely melted away.

"No, I was at fault too," she said softly. "I left without saying anything and made all of you worry."

Harry shook her head, then suddenly crouched down to meet Vera's gaze at eye level. "No, I speak without thinking... I always want to protect you, but I forgot that you don't like being treated differently. Even if I want to care about you, I should choose a better way to do it!"

Vera was slightly stunned. She had not expected Harry to say something like that.

"I promise I won't do that again," Harry said earnestly, her green eyes brimming with sincerity. "So... let's not give each other the cold shoulder anymore, okay?"

As she spoke, she took the initiative to extend her hand to Vera. "Let's make up."

Vera looked at Harry's outstretched hand, and the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously.

She gently took that hand. Feeling the warmth from Harry's palm was like finding something to hold onto in her heart.

Her restless heart settled all at once.

"Okay," she answered softly.

Harry's eyes instantly lit up, as though stars had fallen into them.

She threw her arms around Vera and buried her face against her shoulder. "That's great! I thought you were really going to stay mad at me forever!"

Vera was caught off guard by the sudden hug, but she soon relaxed and gently patted Harry's back. "Actually, I wasn't angry."

"Huh?" Harry blinked blankly. "Then why..."

"I just needed some time to think," Vera explained softly. "About... myself."

Harry looked at her as if she understood, but not quite. For a moment, she did not know what to say.

Vera looked at Harry's puzzled expression and gently shook her head. "It's nothing. I've figured it out now."

Since she had been fortunate enough to come here after death, everything from her previous life had become nothing more than passing clouds when she awakened in this body.

There was no point clinging to the health she had in the past. It was better to focus on everything she could have again now.

Although Harry did not fully understand what Vera meant, seeing her relieved expression made her smile as well. "That's good! Don't forget, we're best friends. Whatever happens, we can solve it together."

A warm current surged through Vera's heart as she looked at Harry's brilliant smile.

She nodded lightly and looked at the gift in her hands again. "This astrolabe... how did you make it?"

Harry scratched her hair embarrassedly. "I went to the library and found a star chart, then drew it on parchment. There's a Lumos charm inside, and I carved the base myself too... though it's a bit crooked."

Her fingers lightly brushed over the crooked inscription, and Vera smiled. "Thank you. I really like it."

Harry's face flushed slightly at her approval. "Really? I was worried it was too simple..."

"It isn't. It's already very good," Vera said softly, carefully storing the astrolabe in the expanded space beneath her wheelchair. "Let's go back. It's getting dark."

Harry nodded and took the initiative to push the wheelchair. "I'll help you!"

This time, Vera did not refuse her kindness.

The two slowly made their way toward the castle along the path by the lake, their shadows stretching long beneath the setting sun.

"Vera," Harry suddenly said, "if you want to go somewhere in the future, can you tell me? I won't disturb you. I just... want to know you're safe."

Vera was silent for a while before nodding gently. "Okay."

A smile immediately bloomed on Harry's face, her green eyes sparkling in the twilight.

When they returned to Gryffindor Tower, Hermione was sitting in front of the common room fireplace, pretending to read while actually glancing repeatedly toward the entrance.

When she saw them return together, their atmosphere clearly eased, she visibly let out a sigh of relief.

"You made up?" she asked softly, closing her book.

Harry nodded vigorously, her face overflowing with a bright smile. "Of course~"

Hermione looked at Vera, who nodded lightly. A little more unspoken understanding had formed between them.

"Oh, right, Harry. Wood came looking for you earlier. He said there's extra Quidditch training tomorrow night," Hermione reminded her, pretending she had just remembered.

Harry let out a mournful sigh. "Again? I'm about to fall apart from exhaustion..."

Hermione looked at her exaggerated expression with amusement. "Who told you to be Gryffindor's secret weapon~"

Harry chuckled before saying, "Actually, flying feels really amazing. Hermione, you should really try flying for longer next time."

"That won't be necessary," Hermione said, the corner of her mouth twitching as she shifted away a little. "As long as you're happy."

"Then..." Vera hesitated, but still said softly, "when you have time next time, take me for a lap too."

Harry's eyes immediately lit up. "Really? I mean... of course!"

Seeing how excited she was, Vera could not help smiling.

Hermione shook her head helplessly from the side, though a smile had unknowingly appeared on her lips as well.

Author's Note: Recommendation: "Uma Musume: Red Legend"

Transported into the world of Uma Musume and transformed into Naren Tuya!

She awakened the Heavenly Path, aiming to become the [Nightmare] of the Uma Musume. Was she going to conquer the Triple Crown?

So, in order to earn prize money and win the Triple Crown, Naren Tuya left behind her European friends, Hoshi of the Sea and Van Gaal, and returned to Japan's Tracen.

[Skills currently available to draw: Emperor Engine, Explosive Dawn, Return of the Three Qi, The Culling]

For victory, Naren Tuya began ruthlessly surpassing her opponents.

She used Emperor Engine to make her opponents tremble in fear, Explosive Dawn to show them the beauty of power, and The Culling to conquer the racetrack!

Until... after the defeated Uma Musume dreamed of Naren Tuya, they finally understood what a nightmare was.

"Hmph, trying to run?!"

New Broom

Thus passed the first weekend after arriving at Hogwarts.

Once the second week began, the new students gradually grew accustomed to this kind of daily routine.

Of course, in the magical world, a surprise could appear from nowhere at any time.

For example, right now... everyone in the Great Hall had their attention fixed on the long, slender package being carried through the air by six long-eared owls.

Soon, under everyone's watchful eyes, the owls circled down and landed directly in front of Harry.

"Why is a package arriving so early in the morning?" Hermione put down her food and curiously looked at the strangely shaped package.

Harry shook her head. "I don't know. I've never received a package before."

"You'll know once you open it." Ron examined the package curiously from the side and could not help urging her on.

Harry was just about to open the package when she heard Vera cough softly. "Harry, there's a letter beside the package."

Following her gaze, they noticed that a letter had been tucked underneath the package.

They hurriedly opened it and saw the following words written inside: "Do not open the package on the table.

It contains your new flying broom, a Nimbus 2000. I do not want everyone to know that you have a new broom, or they will all want one.

Also, Oliver Wood will be waiting for you at the Quidditch pitch at seven tonight.

Professor M. McGonagall."

"A Nimbus 2000!" Harry cried out, immediately covering her mouth afterward. Excitement gleamed in her green eyes. "Professor McGonagall gave it to me!"

Ron looked at the long package enviously. "That's so cool! It's the newest model of broom! I've never even touched a Cleansweep Seven..."

Vera gently patted Harry's shoulder. "Put it away quickly. Don't let too many people see it."

"Mm!" Harry nodded and hurriedly put the package on the floor, but quite a few students had already noticed the commotion and looked over.

But Harry did not care at all. She leaned closer to Vera in excitement and lowered her voice by Vera's ear. "From now on, I can use this broom to take you flying with me."

The warm breath she exhaled in excitement brushed lightly over Vera's ear. Vera froze slightly and instinctively tilted her head away, the tips of her ears turning faintly red.

"Mm," she replied softly as though nothing had happened.

"After training tonight, remember to tell us what it feels like!" Ron said excitedly. "I bet it's much faster than the Comets over at Slytherin!"

Hermione frowned. "Keep your voices down... Malfoy is looking this way."

Vera calmly glanced over at the Slytherin table and met Malfoy's gloomy gaze.

She raised an eyebrow slightly. He immediately turned away and pretended to talk to Crabbe.

"Forget about him," Harry said carelessly, her fingers gently stroking the broom handle hidden beneath the wrapping. "I can't wait to try it!"

"But class is about to start," Vera reminded her calmly after taking a sip of milk. "Harry, I think you'll have to put it in the dormitory first. You can use it tonight."

Harry let out a disappointed "Ah," holding the broom handle and touching it again and again. It took her quite a while before she finally made up her mind and stood. "All right, I'll go put it away now!"

With that, she picked up the package and hurried out of the Great Hall, leaving Vera, Hermione, and Ron staring at one another.

"She runs really fast," Ron remarked.

Hermione shook her head helplessly. "I hope she won't be late. First period is Transfiguration today."

Vera gently set down her cup and pushed her wheelchair. "We should get going too."

The three packed up their things and headed toward the Transfiguration classroom.

The day's classes were packed. There was Transfiguration and Charms in the morning, then Herbology and Defense Against the Dark Arts in the afternoon.

Sure enough, because Harry had delayed a little that morning, she practically rushed into the Transfiguration classroom at the last possible moment.

"Miss Potter," Professor McGonagall said sternly, giving her a look. "Please be on time next time."

"Yes, Professor!" Harry ran to her seat with a red face.

Vera noticed that Harry's hair was messier than usual. Clearly, she had not had time to fix it in her rush.

While Harry hurriedly took out her books, Vera raised a hand and silently smoothed down the tuft of hair sticking up.