The sickly, iron-fisted beauty in Harry Potter

Chapter 126, Third Update: I finally caught you!

Ron was eager to try, constantly reminding Harry and Neville with his eyes that this was a good opportunity to settle scores and grudges.

There are three of them, while Malfoy is alone. They are still in Hagrid's cabin, and by all accounts, they are the ones who are destined to win.

If we don't act now, when will we?

Harry was also tempted.

The conflict between Malfoy and him had long since gone beyond the initial level of simply disliking each other.

Ever since he bought Harry the tampered flying broomstick and prepared fireworks to celebrate Dolly's tragic death,

In Harry's eyes, Malfoy was already a heartless and unscrupulous villain who would definitely stomp on his and his sister's graves if given the chance.

The only thing missing before I could actually murder the two siblings was an opportunity.

If given the chance, Malfoy might not hesitate to kill Harry and Dolly.

Therefore, Harry didn't feel any psychological burden about whether or not to take action against Malfoy.

What he was considering was what they could do now.

Unfortunately, after much thought, Harry realized that he simply didn't have the talent for doing evil, at least not how to make Malfoy break down.

As for the most basic act of physical violence, Harry clearly doesn't approve of that kind of behavior.

This would not only fail to punish Malfoy, but would also cause all three of them to be punished again, which would in turn cause Gryffindor to lose points.

This was clearly unacceptable to Harry.

Seeing that the others remained unmoved, Ron knew that he was the one who had to handle this matter.

After rolling his eyes a few times, Ron smiled and said, "Hey, Malfoy, how many points did you lose this semester?"

Malfoy was startled, then his face contorted with anger, and he pretended not to hear.

He wouldn't talk to Carrot Head.

Ron could easily see through Malfoy's thoughts, and said, waving his finger, "You've schemed against us so many times, you must have lost a hundred points for your own school by now, right?"

Why don't people in your college have any objections to this, and why hasn't anyone come after you?

"It seems your family is indeed wealthy. You wouldn't be giving each student in the academy a silver coin for every point you deduct, would you?"

"What? Not Silver Sickle? Could it be Galleon?"

Ron exclaimed in amazement, "Your family is really rich!"

"Your father spends money bribing officials at the Ministry of Magic, and you're bribing young wizards at Hogwarts."

"These are truly noble Slytherins. I bet your toilets are made of gold!"

Harry couldn't help but laugh; Ron really had a sharp tongue.

Even Neville couldn't help but wink, wanting to see Malfoy's angry expression.

Malfoy was indeed furious; Ron's mockery was tantamount to denying his efforts throughout the year at the school.

Although he couldn't match Hermione's grades, Malfoy was undoubtedly the best among the first-year students in Slytherin.

Now Ron is saying that he got all of this by trading Galleons.

If he could mobilize so many Galleons, how could he possibly be bullied by Dolly?

His father has almost confiscated all his allowance!

Thinking of this, Malfoy became even angrier, wishing he could pull out his wand and cast a curse on the three despicable guys in front of him.

But just as he clenched his fist a little, Harry had already pulled out his wand.

Because of Dolly's presence, Harry studied harder than he did in the original story, and he was serious about protecting his sister.

Malfoy immediately loosened his grip, realizing he couldn't defeat three people.

One-on-one would be fine, but these three cunning Gryffindors clearly have no intention of giving him the chance to duel with wizards.

What should he do then, swallow his anger?

This is naturally impossible.

Malfoy took a few deep breaths and said, "That's right, our toilet is indeed made of solid gold."

"That's gold that even fairies would be envious of, but in our house it can only be used as a toilet."

"If just one piece falls off, it would be enough to feed a group of carrots crammed into a dilapidated house for a whole year."

"Weasley, how long has it been since you bought new clothes and new textbooks?"

“Our Malfoy family is indeed noble; only the wealthy have the right to be noble.”

"And you, tsk tsk, poor Weasleys, what are you?"

Malfoy didn't directly insult Ron, but he seized on Ron's sore spots and launched a fierce attack.

Ron's face immediately turned red. He wanted to retort, but couldn't think of a reason for it.

Because his family was indeed poor.

In other words, Dolly wasn't there. If she had been, she would definitely have reminded Ron not to dwell on his weaknesses.

Since you're poor, don't discuss being rich; instead, attack Malfoy's weaknesses.

For example, the Malfoy family are all Death Eaters, Malfoy will definitely join Azkaban in the future, and the Weasleys will be Dumbledore's most steadfast warriors.

Then it will be Malfoy who breaks through the defenses.

Clearly, Ron is still too naive.

He's a high-attack, low-defense type of guy who's also very concerned about his image; it won't be until several years later that he truly matures.

It was Harry who spoke up at this moment, saying, "Malfoy, what does it matter to you if your family is rich?"

"A truly capable person can earn their own money."

"Someone like you who just sits around living off his family's wealth will probably cause the Malfoy family to disappear after you."

Malfoy laughed exaggeratedly and said, "That assumption makes no sense, Potter."

"The wealth of the Malfoy family is beyond your imagination, and the Malfoy family will stand forever!"

"You would never understand the pride of a pure-blood family!"

After saying that, Malfoy puffed out his chest, showing immense confidence, at least in terms of his family lineage.

Ron and Harry were speechless for a moment, but then Neville's calm voice rang out, like a sharp knife piercing Malfoy's chest.

"But as far as I know, the Malfoy family is neither the richest pure-blood family nor the oldest pure-blood family."

"Besides, most pure-blood families are doomed. If you, Malfoy, were to die in an accident, wouldn't the Malfoy family be finished?"

Neville could swear on Merlin's beard that he truly had no intention of deliberately humiliating Malfoy.

He was simply stating an objective fact: the decline of pure-blood families is a widely acknowledged reality.

Take, for example, the Weasley family, which Malfoy couldn't see clearly.

The Weasleys were indeed very poor, but they had many children!

Ron's siblings were all troublemakers, and these people naturally became the new Weasley family when they grew up.

If each member of Ron's generation raises two or three more children, in less than 20 years, many important departments of the British magical world will be filled with red-haired Weasleys.

Isn't this even more powerful and effective than Malfoy's use of Galleons to win people's hearts?

Malfoy was furious and stared at Neville in disbelief.

Who would have thought that Neville, who seemed the most honest, was actually the most vicious one, and actually wanted to curse him to death.

Neville realized that Malfoy had misunderstood his words and was about to say something to ease the misunderstanding.

Ron, seizing the opportunity, burst into laughter, as if he could already foresee the downfall of the Malfoy family.

Malfoy was naturally not going to stop there and continued to mock Ron, but Ron had already found Malfoy's weakness.

The two sides went back and forth, and their verbal attacks became increasingly intense.

If Malfoy hadn't remained calm until the very end, knowing he was no match for Malfoy, the two sides might have actually come to blows.

At that moment, Dolly in the House of Requirement yawned.

With no one to argue with, she naturally felt sleepy very quickly.

Just as Dolly was considering whether to have Spots watch over him while she rested for a while, she suddenly saw the people in Hagrid's cabin move.

They clashed together, violently, as if the four of them were twisted into one.

Are they playing some kind of fun little game?

Obviously impossible.

There's only one answer: they started fighting.

Dolly wasn't surprised by this. In fact, after looking at the Marauder's Map for so long, the thing she was most looking forward to was when they would start fighting.

Enemies meeting are bound to be furious, especially with Dolly's appearance; the feud between Malfoy and Harry seems even more intense than in the original story.

Now that they finally have a chance to make a move, how could Harry and the others possibly miss it?

But whether you know how to fight is one thing, whether you can kill someone is another.

Dolly didn't care that Gryffindor got points deducted.

But Dolly couldn't accept Harry being targeted by the Ministry of Magic and even thrown into Azkaban.

So Dolly tidied herself up and prepared to stop the four boys from fighting.

But then they saw Malfoy rush out of the room and head towards the Forbidden Forest.

What the hell?

Malfoy has been possessed?

Malfoy was not possessed; he was simply running away.

And he wasn't trying to avoid Harry and his two friends.