The sickly, iron-fisted beauty in Harry Potter

And as long as she avoids Voldemort and Death Eaters, there shouldn't be any situations where she has to fight desperately, right?

Although her cheat ability can enhance her, the price is really high. It's the right thing to do not intervene if possible!

However, Dolly was still thinking about whether there was any other way to get more attribute points.

At the current pace, we'll only get about twenty attribute points a year.

As attributes improve, the number of attribute points required also increases.

For example, increasing the base attribute from 1 point to 2 points will require 2 attribute points.

This means that she will need 20 attribute points to increase her magic power next time.

Fortunately, none of the attribute points are static.

For example, as Dolly's physical abilities improve and she gets older, her attribute points will reach the level that an adult should have.

This means that saving attribute points and not allocating them is the best attribute allocation strategy.

"Sister Men, could you tell me if there are any other good ways to get something for free?"

【???】

Dolly stuck out her tongue and dared not say another word.

They were afraid of really angering this cheat code, even though using it came at a huge cost.

But from what we've seen so far, Sister Men is a responsible and helpful AI, and is even looking out for her.

In that case, Dolly should make sure to maintain her relationship with the cheat code.

As for any fancy tricks I want to try, I'll wait until I get to Hogwarts to think about them.

She doesn't know magic now, and she doesn't want to worry her parents, so she'll just live a quiet life and wait to die.

So from the next day onward, Dolly and Harry enjoyed a leisurely holiday.

In this life, thanks to Dolly's presence, the Dursleys no longer have to hide from Harry's acceptance letter.

Even Penny curiously picked up some magic books to look at the knowledge inside, even though she was destined not to learn it. But Penny never tired of looking at those moving pictures.

Unfortunately, these good days didn't last long before Hermione arrived.

"Good morning, Mrs. Dursley, and Mr. Potter."

"as well as……"

Hermione stretched out her hands and pressed them hard on Dolly's shoulders. Looking at Dolly, who was still yawning, she said, "How many of the texts I asked you to memorize have you memorized?"

"Would you hit me if I said I haven't memorized a single one?" Dolly asked Hermione with a pitiful look.

"Actually, I'm really bad at schoolwork. You can ask my mom and Harry if you don't believe me. Besides, I just had a serious illness..."

Hermione gasped, stunned by Dolly's barrage of reasons.

In the end, all I can say is, "If you could channel that same motivation—finding excuses—into studying, you definitely wouldn't be any worse than me!"

"Dolly, you're so smart!"

"Hermione, there are different kinds and directions of intelligence. I think I'm better at being lazy."

"I do not care."

Hermione pulled Dolly along and went straight upstairs to Dolly's room.

Then he forced Dolly to sit down at the desk, and squeezed in next to her, clearly intending to teach her piece by piece.

This chair was originally meant for Dolly, but because Dolly has lost weight, it's now big enough for both Dolly and Hermione.

Dolly was initially reluctant, but she soon realized that this was a good opportunity.

"What are you doing?"

Hermione looked at Dolly, who had suddenly put her head on her shoulder, somewhat puzzled.

"Cough cough."

Dolly coughed twice and said, "I've already told you I'm recovering from a serious illness, and I'm really weak."

Chapter 28, Part 2: Actually, I'm a sickly beautiful girl.

Hermione looked at Dolly's face with suspicion, then looked down at her closely.

Hermione couldn't resist reaching out and poking her delicate, flawless skin.

Hermione realized she had gone a bit too far after poking Dolly, but Dolly just puffed out her cheeks slightly and didn't seem angry at all, which put Hermione at ease.

At this moment, Hermione also remembered that she had seen Dolly's face earlier, which had a sickly paleness.

Although it's very light, its appearance is still somewhat different from a normal person's skin tone.

Hermione couldn't help but ask, "Really?"

"Of course it's true!"

Just as Hermione was about to believe her, Dolly took out her medical records.

When Hermione saw "Dolly's Disease" written on the medical record, she was completely dumbfounded.

"A disease named after you?"

Although Hermione's parents were dentists, Hermione's understanding of medical stories far exceeded that of ordinary people, and she clearly realized what this situation meant.

Dolly... is she dying?

Thinking of this, Hermione's eyes almost turned red.

This was a friend she had just met, someone she hadn't even had a proper chance to play with a few times yet, how could she be dying?

At this point, she even tried to force her friend to memorize the contents of the textbook... She deserves to die!

"Yes...I'm sorry."

Hermione was just about to apologize when there was a loud knocking on the door.

Harry's voice rang out from outside the door, saying, "Sisters, this is crème brûlée that Auntie prepared for you."

Just as Dolly was about to open the door, Hermione quickly stepped in first, unwilling to let Dolly do anything.

As soon as Harry opened the door, he saw Hermione's tears and asked in surprise, "Why are you crying?"

"Sister, you won't bully the new friend, will you?"

"Harry!"

Before Dolly could speak, Hermione raised her voice and said, "How could you say that about your sister? She didn't bully me!"

"She's such a kind person, don't you, as her younger brother, know that?"

Harry stared in disbelief, looking at Hermione and then at his sister.

Although she agreed with Hermione, how come you defend your sister more than your brother?

And this scene looks kind of familiar...

"Um...I'm sorry?"

Harry hesitated for a few seconds, then apologized quietly. Hermione then took the pudding and prepared to close the door.

But Harry quickly stopped him, saying, "Sister, Auntie asked me to ask you what you're planning to eat for lunch today?"

"In addition to sandwiches, salads, and fruit, you can also choose from lamb chops, steak, and fried fish."

After Harry finished speaking, he felt the room become unusually quiet.

Hermione turned to look at Dolly in surprise, as if to ask: You're almost dead, and you're having a big lunch?

British lunches are generally quite simple, while they eat more elaborate breakfasts and dinners, so having a midday snack is quite rare.

Dolly's smile stiffened, and she turned to Harry with a hostile look, saying, "Thank you, dear brother, but I'll just have the salad."

"Didn't you say that you need to eat big meals every day to supplement your nutrition...?"

As Dolly crossed her arms and stretched out her legs, her knuckles making a crisp cracking sound, Harry suddenly realized that Dolly was the boxer who had once sent him flying with a single punch.

Even though Dolly has lost her weight, her muscle strength hasn't diminished.

She might not be able to fight off enemies of similar weight to her in the past, but she would most likely be more than capable of defeating him.

Harry immediately understood, quickly backed away and disappeared, calling out, "Auntie, my sister only ate salad today... no, she always only eats salad!"

Harry was finally scared away, but Dolly couldn't catch her breath.

Hermione had already crossed her arms and was looking at Dolly with a half-smile.

Dolly sighed softly and said, "I can explain."

Hermione shook her head and said, "No, I don't need your explanation. I want to check the medical records myself."

After saying that, Hermione picked up Dolly's medical record.

At that time, Britain did not have a complete electronic medical record system, so patients still had medical records in their hands, at least one document proving their medical status.

Hermione is a bright student, and despite the many technical terms on the medical record, she still managed to understand it.

"So, the fat in your body just disappeared out of thin air, leading to a series of complications?"

Hermione looked at the complications that had almost flared up, and at Dolly's health data after her brush with death, and quickly said, "This isn't actually an illness, it's a magical outburst, right?"

Dolly nodded. That's one of the good things about Hermione, the academic genius—she likes to come up with the answers herself.

Dolly didn't even need to explain anymore.

Seeing this, Hermione naturally stopped being angry.

Dolly did indeed fall seriously ill, albeit a magical one, and it almost cost her her life.

No wonder Dolly looked so pale earlier.

"Dolly, you should have told me sooner."

"If I had known earlier, I definitely wouldn't have rushed you like this."

"Our previous bet is null and void?"