The sickly, iron-fisted beauty in Harry Potter

Cho Chang asked in a slightly cold tone, and Harry clenched his fist, but chose to start the story from the beginning.

Meanwhile, Dolly, somewhere in France, was staring blankly at the snow.

Her condition has stabilized; all that remains is to wait or leave to find habitation.

She hasn't made a decision yet on what to do.

Based on Dolly's recollection, there must have been more than one way to find people.

The simplest example is how owls find people, which is a kind of talent.

If a wizard does not want to receive letters, he may even need to cast spells on himself and his place of residence to prevent the owls from searching for him.

So theoretically, Dolly should be able to receive owl letters no matter where she is... unless she is too far away from England.

After all, an owl's senses have their limits; it needs a general location before it can instinctively find the recipient.

So where am I? Am I still in the UK?

Dolly tried hard to recall her geographical knowledge, attempting to determine her location based on factors such as the environment and the sun, only to discover that she had forgotten all her geographical knowledge.

Just as Dolly was enjoying her rumbling stomach, the trap she had set finally started to move.

A huge gray wolf was crawling forward, heading towards the bait set up by Dolly.

This made Dolly's eyes light up, and then she cautiously looked around.

Because she remembered that wolves are pack animals, and when you see a lone wolf, there is a high probability that it is surrounded by a whole pack of wolves.

However, Dolly soon realized that the wolf was a lone wolf, not only clumsy but also skin and bones, covered in wounds, and clearly starving.

But Dolly was starving, so she raised her wand, cast a silencing spell on herself, and silently walked toward the wolf.

The gray wolf was clearly focused on the bait, and Dolly was downwind, so the wolf wouldn't easily smell her scent.

So as the gray wolf ambushed the bait, Dolly got closer and closer to the gray wolf.

Finally, the gray wolf charged straight at Dolly's bait, and Dolly waved her wand to cast a transformation spell.

The wood hidden beneath the bait instantly transformed into vines, binding the gray wolf tightly. Then, the gray wolf was tied up and hung up.

At this moment, the gray wolf began to howl and roar, clearly aware of the danger. Upon seeing Dolly, it roared at her, but Dolly immediately cast a freezing spell on it.

After all, Dolly is a wizard with magic; how could she possibly outwit a gray wolf?

Then Dolly came to the gray wolf and was clearly startled by its size.

The gray wolf was longer than her height, so it must have been a wolf king or something similar when it was young. It's just a pity that its fur is starting to turn white now.

Dolly held up her wand, pondering how to proceed.

Although Dolly is not a vegetarian, you could even say she loves meat.

I have no aversion to raw meat, which makes me feel like I handled chicken, duck and fish myself in a past life.

But with such a large prey as the gray wolf, Dolly still didn't know where to begin.

The gray wolf seemed to realize its own fate, and said nothing more, but calmly stared at Dolly, preparing to face its death.

Dolly hesitated for a long time before finally sighing.

"I really can't bear to kill you, but I'm just too hungry."

"How about this, I'll cut off a piece of your flesh and then use a spell to heal you, how about that?"

The gray wolf struggled again, as if hearing such words from a living devil for the first time, and decided to fight to the last and obtain a dignified way to die.

But in the end, only his eyes could move; Dolly's curse wasn't so easy to break free from.

As for whether Dolly actually cut off her flesh, she didn't.

It wasn't because Dolly was truly reluctant to part with it, but because she heard a howl.

That howl was much more powerful than a wolf's.

Dolly immediately stood up straight, trying to find the source, and then she saw a creature the size of a calf burst out of the forest and charge angrily toward Dolly.

Dolly looked completely bewildered. She hadn't done anything to provoke her.

However, Dolly still turned and ran, not for any other reason than that her charging momentum made her somewhat terrified.

Because what rushed out was a wild boar, and it looked to be almost as tall as Dolly.

As for the wild boar's body length, it was twice its shoulder height, a huge creature nearly three meters long, looking like a small truck. How could Dolly not dodge it?

Dolly's spell would definitely work against a gray wolf, since the wolf might look big but weigh less than Dolly. However, Dolly wasn't sure if the spell could kill a wild boar weighing over 500 pounds in time.

Let's go back to our shelter first, build a fortress with stones, and then deal with this wild boar.

However, Dolly soon realized that she was overthinking things.

Although the wild boar saw her, its target was clearly not her, but the gray wolf.

Without turning its head, the wild boar charged straight at the gray wolf, attempting to knock it away.

Unfortunately, Dolly tied the gray wolf very high with vines, which prevented the boar from hitting the wolf.

Then the wild boar tried to stand up and bite the gray wolf, clearly indicating a deep-seated hatred between them. Dolly then understood where the gray wolf's wounds came from.

It turns out she was superfluous; she merely witnessed a feud between animals.

As for the gray wolf, its rear end was instantly gnawed to a bloody pulp by the wild boar, and it would die within seconds.

Don't underestimate the wild boar's teeth; they are among the most powerful weapons in the animal kingdom.

Just then, Dolly, who had run away, came back. The gray wolf saw Dolly return and there seemed to be a hint of pleading in her eyes.

It was as if Dolly was ending its life; it would rather die at Dolly's hands than in the mouth of a wild boar.

Dolly pursed her lips and gripped her wand tightly.

This was a rare opportunity, and Dolly certainly couldn't miss it.

She used the same trick again, then used shapeshifting to tie up the wild boar.

However, this wild boar was clearly in its prime, and its struggle was much stronger than that of the gray wolf. It not only struggled and howled desperately, but also used its teeth to bite the vines that Dolly had conjured.

In just a few bites, the entire vine was bitten off by the wild boar and turned back into its original branch. Clearly, the transformation spell alone was not enough to control the wild boar.

However, Polymorph was just a means for Dory to control her enemies; she had already prepared her real killing move.

"Split into pieces!"

The next second, Dolly went all out, aiming at the boar's open mouth again.

Although the Cutting Spell is an offensive spell, it is not the most powerful one.

In a sense, it's a kitchen-specific spell for cutting vegetables, but if used properly, many seemingly harmless spells can kill.

For example, right now, after Dolly used her Cutting Charm, a massive amount of blood erupted from the boar's mouth, like a fountain.

Dolly clearly severed various blood vessels in the wild boar's throat, and may even have cut its cervical vertebrae.

Otherwise, the wild boar wouldn't have obediently stopped struggling, but instead watched helplessly as it gushed blood and quickly lost its life.

Dolly finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although this wild boar was much more difficult to deal with than the gray wolf, eating wild boar was still within Dolly's expectations.

After all, wild boar is still a pig, even though it is visibly a hundred times less palatable than a real domestic pig.

But now we can finally solve our food problem, and even the problem of what to wear can be easily solved.

Dolly then used the Levitation Charm to make the boar float, preparing to drag it to the shelter.

As for the gray wolf... Dolly looked into its eyes and felt that it was intelligent and human-like.

So Dolly cast a healing spell on it, then cut off the pig's head and threw it to it.

"Merry Christmas, Gray Wolf Boy."

175 Dolly's Battle Pet

Dolly then returned to her shelter.

After dragging the wild boar into the area, a series of spells, such as banishment spells, were added to the outside to defend against potential dangers.

Of course, these spells only work on ordinary creatures; they have virtually no effect on humans and Muggles.

This is also what's giving Dolly a headache right now.

If she encounters a Muggle, that's fine, but if she runs into a dark wizard with bad intentions, Dolly might not even have time to rest anymore.

There's no other way, so let's just set up more traps and spells, and protect ourselves as much as possible.

As for what to do with the wild boar, Dolly thought for a while and decided to honestly gut it.

The hardships and difficulties involved need not be elaborated upon.

Although the boar was enormous and had tough fur, it was powerless to resist Dolly's relentless cutting spells.

The colorful stuff flowing out of her stomach made Dolly feel dizzy.

Fortunately, Dolly was only affected by the smell of blood. Once the magic temporarily blocked her nose, Dolly quickly recovered.

At this point, one has to admire how convenient magic truly is.

In particular, Dolly had already mastered this kind of low-level magic, so she didn't feel awkward using it.

It's no wonder that wizards can survive and thrive in such a fragmented order; their productivity is unmatched by any Muggle.

Take butchering this wild boar, for example. If it were a Muggle, they probably would have to use a chainsaw.

Dolly only needed to use the Cutting Charm repeatedly to separate it, and even preserved a very large boar hide, enough to wrap both Dollys.

However, the wild boar skin still had a fishy smell, and Dolly really didn't want to use it.

Dolly pondered whether there was a way to change its appearance and taste while ensuring it didn't spoil, before realizing she was overthinking it.

In such an icy and snowy environment, it is highly unlikely that it will rot.

As for the smell, a few simple cleanings and some deodorizing household tricks will solve the problem.

Of course, it's far from being a usable leather product, since Dolly doesn't have the relevant knowledge either.