The sickly, iron-fisted beauty in Harry Potter

“An ancient legend.”

"Tell me more specifically?"

After a moment of silence, Hibiscus said, "Legend has it that the snowmen originally had magic, but very few of them did, and they were defeated in the war against the wizards."

"As for why the Yeti has magic, it's a mystery now, because the Yeti is thought to be extinct."

"But now..."

Fleur didn't elaborate, because strictly speaking, this was a French issue, possibly involving the secrets of the French Ministry of Magic.

Dolly didn't ask any further questions. This was a sensitive topic, similar to the Chamber of Secrets at Hogwarts. Since the Yetis were no longer chasing them, Dolly was relieved.

She slumped down, overwhelmed by exhaustion and a throbbing headache that made her body tremble.

Her powerful spirit was due to the potion from the kind fat witch.

However, both potions were meant to heal her body, and in reality, Dolly's body could handle it.

However, Dolly's magic was exhausted, especially her recent outburst of emotion, which forcibly drained her spirit, making her feel nauseous.

"what happened to you?"

Seeing that Dolly had squatted down, Furong quickly checked on her condition.

Dolly tried to smile, but her smile turned out to be more awkward than a cry.

So she stopped pretending and looked at Furong, saying, "Can I borrow your shoulder for a moment?"

At first, Furong didn't understand what Dolly meant, but when Dolly leaned in and rested her head on her shoulder, her forehead pressed against Furong's face, Furong stiffly realized what was going on.

She felt her face was very hot, and it really was.

Dolly was burning up from the potion, but she was also shivering. The fever made her more sensitive to the cold around her.

This allowed Hibiscus to get a closer look at Dolly and discover that Dolly's pajamas were really just a thin layer and didn't even contain any cotton.

This left Fleur wondering how Dolly had managed to spend those days in the wild.

She could no longer bear it, so she simply took off her cotton robe and wrapped it tightly around Dolly.

Even so, she still felt a bit cold, but she was much better off than Dolly, who at least had a thick sweater and warm fleece underwear.

Dolly also noticed Fleur's thoughtfulness, and felt a warm glow in her heart, proving that her efforts had not been in vain.

Although Dolly wanted to enjoy Fleur's kindness, she knew that if Fleur continued like this, she would most likely get sick.

On the contrary, her tolerance to cold, which had been with her for several days, skyrocketed.

So Dolly lifted Fleur's clothes and gestured for Fleur to come in and warm up together.

Hibiscus was a little hesitant, but Dolly was more proactive.

By the time Furong came to her senses, they were already pressed tightly together, wrapped up like dumplings in Furong's cotton robe.

Seeing this, Snow also came up behind the two and lay down, catching his breath and resting, while serving as their backrest.

In that instant, Furong even felt a sense of comfort and warmth.

Especially Dolly beside her, cute, beautiful, brave and elegant, plus her pitiful clothes, gave Fleur a strange feeling of having a younger sister.

So Hibiscus quickly let go and simply hugged Dolly, which allowed her to wrap her cotton robe more tightly.

"Furong, are you all alright?"

The voices of her parents came from below the snow cave. Furong quickly replied that everything was alright and the snowman had left, which put everyone at ease.

Gradually, some bolder wizards climbed up and took another look at Fleur and Dolly.

Although their outfits were strange, given that Dolly and Fleur were both incredibly charming (at least 5 points), almost everyone just thought they were cute.

"Merlin's gloves, what exactly are those?"

Does anyone know what kind of magical ruins this place used to be?

Magical ruins are real things in the Harry Potter world. A major source of income for goblins is hiring wizards to explore these ruins and then reclaim the gold from them back to Gringotts, where they should be staying.

Bill Weasley did this job, and he had met Dolly before.

As for what was actually on the mountaintop, Dolly no longer cared much.

Anyway, it's unlikely that she'll rush up to explore the ruins. That kind of dungeon raiding and treasure hunting doesn't fit her current style, and she doesn't have that kind of magic anymore.

Moreover, the French Ministry of Magic personnel are about to arrive.

Just as Dolly realized this, less than two minutes later, a series of explosions rang out, and the Aurors from the French Ministry of Magic swarmed in.

Most Aurors managed to stand on the snow, although some accidentally sank one or two feet in.

However, there were also unlucky individuals who claimed to be familiar with the ski resort environment and attempted to use Apparition based on their preconceived notions.

As a result, he burrowed directly into the snowdrift and buried himself.

Fortunately, this was a snowdrift, and although it contained rocks and mud due to the avalanche, it wasn't anything hard.

If it were a mudslide, these unfortunate souls would probably be completely buried underground.

The French Aurors were quite efficient; they quickly sorted out the situation and then used the door keys they had brought to send everyone away.

Unlike Dolly's one-time use door key, the Aurors brought reusable door keys.

So everyone present quickly left, and those who had escaped on their own and were now lost somewhere were found by the Aurors using some kind of detection magic and pulled out of the snow one by one.

Dolly had thought she could be teleported to the French Ministry of Magic, where she could at least have a meal of vegetables instead of meat, take a hot bath, or throw herself into a soft bed for a good night's sleep.

But an old official pointed at Dolly and said, “You cannot leave, you English wizard.”

“We now suspect that you deliberately caused an avalanche, which injured more than 20 wizards, and three wizards are still missing.”

"Now hand over your wand and come with us obediently."

"As for your illegal breeding and poaching of magical creatures, we will also investigate that. We hope you will not resist."

Furong stared at the person in front of her, dumbfounded, and couldn't help but ask, "You're not joking, are you, sir?"

“I’m serious, Miss Delacour. I know you, a promising witch.”

"So I hope you don't associate with such dangerous individuals, otherwise you'll only bring shame to Beauxbatons Academy of Magic."

Fleur was anxious and wanted to say something more, but Dolly took her hand and shook her head.

Unlike Fleur, Dolly at least understood some of the logic of bureaucracy.

Dolly has watched "Yes, Prime Minister" more than once.

The official in front of me has a very simple logic: there has to be someone responsible.

Dolly may be able to prove her innocence later, but before that, she must first withstand the pressure from the suspects, otherwise the pressure will fall on them.

As I said before, the British and French were taught by the same master, and their techniques have a lot in common.

Chapter 181, Fourth Update: The Promise with Hibiscus

Actually, Dolly didn't have such a strong opinion about the matter itself.

After all, compared to being in the freezing cold, there is some warmth in the prison cell.

What Dolly wants most right now is a warm and comfortable bed, a hot bath, and a blanket, even if it's not very clean or tidy.

Anyway, these bureaucrats just want to find a temporary scapegoat. Once they figure out the whole truth, they'll be fine.

Dolly would then be free, instead of a little wizard like her being made the scapegoat.

Otherwise, not only will the French not believe it, but the British won't readily accept the truth either.

This is not to say that these bureaucrats have any moral bottom line, but they simply cannot be treated as fools, otherwise, under electoral politics...

Being treated like an idiot almost guarantees them no chance of getting a new position, a situation that bureaucrats find most unacceptable.

However, Dolly was not going to just obediently follow the wizard.

So Dolly said, "Sir, you must first figure out who I am."

"As for what exactly happened here, that's something that can be investigated slowly, and I'm not in a great hurry."

Sure enough, as soon as Dolly said those words, the official's expression changed drastically, even though he had just seemed very arrogant and domineering.

The premise of all his actions was that Dolly was an ordinary little witch with no one to rely on.

If the little witch in front of him has a different identity, then the whole problem must be reconsidered.

Otherwise, before finding a greatest common denominator that satisfies everyone, he will be the one who makes a huge mistake.

The official's attitude softened considerably, his voice became gentler, and he calmly inquired, "So, Miss Witch, who are you?"

Dolly Dursley.

Dolly didn't hide anything and began to introduce herself.

"The second-year witch at Hogwarts has Muggle parents."

Upon hearing this, the official's expression turned green, as he realized he had been tricked.

However, as he patiently continued listening, a look of relief appeared on his face, as if celebrating that his patience had saved him from becoming the center of an incident.

“I was sleeping at home a few days ago when I accidentally touched a door key and was then thrown from England to France.”

"As you can see, sir, I'm still wearing my pajamas. I've been surviving in the wilderness like this for several days."

“I think my family and friends must be very worried, and they have probably already sent people to look for me.”

Dolly pretended to think for a moment, then said, "If I'm not mistaken, it won't be long before you meet Headmaster Dumbledore of Hogwarts."

"There might even be inquiries from the Muggle world, after all, as you can see, my parents are Muggles."

"They don't have much influence; at most, they just have some money."

Dolly wasn't lying; that's how much money the Dursleys actually have now.

Or, to put it another way, how much money did the Dursleys make from the stock market this year?

Actually, it's not bad, it's probably less than ten million pounds.

In other words, Dolly and her family have become millionaires with assets worth tens of millions of pounds.

This was only because Dolly was extremely cautious; otherwise, the amount could have been much higher, perhaps even several times higher.