The sickly, iron-fisted beauty in Harry Potter

"I'm really sorry."

Dolly sincerely apologized. Why didn't she think of forcibly checking Luna's belongings in her dorm room back then?

Although the blame could be placed on Dumbledore, after all, he said everything would be foolproof.

It can also be attributed to Luna herself, as Luna repeatedly told Dolly that everything was alright, and she eventually recovered.

But Dolly still felt it was all very mysterious.

If Luna were to truly disappear from this world because of this, Dolly would never so easily forgive herself.

Of course, Dolly could also defend herself, saying that this had nothing to do with her.

Luna brought this upon herself entirely.

But Dolly couldn't bring herself to say such things, especially when she looked into Luna's weak but seemingly emotional eyes. All Dolly wanted was for her to recover quickly.

Luna stared blankly at Dolly, and only after Dolly finished speaking did she ask in a slightly hoarse voice, "Aren't you going to ask me why I have this diary, and why it almost put Hogwarts in danger?"

"If anyone should be saying sorry, it should be me."

Dolly smiled slightly, shook her head, and said, "You are Luna, the smartest Luna, so the chances of you making a mistake are not high."

"Whatever your reasons, at least you have enough reasons, don't you?"

Dolly didn't want to blame Luna for this, at least not now.

Because Luna's current appearance is actually very dangerous, it is the result of having her life force excessively drained.

After all, Luna is a year younger than Dolly, but she looks like an adult.

If Dolly hadn't stopped Voldemort, Luna's life force would have been completely drained by him in no time.

"Thank you."

Luna finally managed a weak smile and said, "I'll explain everything to you after we get back to school safely."

"Let me take you out now..."

Luna forced herself to stand up, perhaps feeling that she looked more powerful in this state.

As a result, her legs went weak and she collapsed onto Dolly, pinning her beneath her. The two faced each other; Luna's mature face still held a hint of student naiveté, but more than anything, it possessed a beautiful allure that made Dolly unable to resist taking a second look.

"Although it's inappropriate to say this now, Luna, you've really grown up to be beautiful."

"She's like a fairy."

Dolly thought of what the actress who played Luna in her past life looked like when she grew up; she also had an ethereal quality, just like Luna now.

Luna and Dolly looked at each other closely. Suddenly, Luna tilted her head slightly, as if she had thought of something, and said, "Her eyes are like the rosy dawn, her face is as pure as snow, and her hair is as soft as silk."

"On a night of silvery moonlight, her glance back is like a fairy plucking the strings of a zither, sowing the halo of love in my heart."

Luna murmured to herself, and with each word, Dolly's expression grew increasingly strange.

Dolly tried to remain calm, but her cheeks flushed red, because this was the little love poem Dolly had written for Luna.

Dolly didn't consider herself to be a good writer, so this poem was a hodgepodge of different pieces.

Dolly only dared to do this because she was anonymous, but now it seems Luna has found out?

This... isn't this a good idea?

Just as Dolly was about to make up some excuse, Luna suddenly smiled and said, "Thank you, I like it very much."

"Uh...you're welcome."

Looking at Luna's lovely smiling face, Dolly answered subconsciously, only to realize she had let something slip.

The two stared at each other for a moment, and Dolly felt as if she could hear her own heartbeat.

The Luna in front of me is indeed mature and beautiful; she's like an older sister.

But in reality, Luna is a year younger than her.

If Dolly's current flirtation with Hermione can still be considered playful, then writing love poems to Luna is enough to make Dolly die a thousand times over!

Dolly even thought that it might have been better if she had just been hit by Voldemort's Avada Kedavra.

Suddenly, Luna's body trembled.

At first, Luna looked to be around twenty years old, but now she looks to be around eighteen.

"what……"

Luna spoke softly, realizing that she was about to turn back.

She turned to look at Dolly again, but Dolly seemed hesitant to look at Luna.

"I'll have to trouble you later, I'm sorry."

Luna seemed to realize she was about to faint and apologized to Dolly again.

Dolly sat up quickly, feeling like she had regained control, and said, "Leave everything to me. I promise everything will be back to normal when you wake up!"

"You will recover your health."

"Going back to how I looked in my first year of high school...?"

Luna murmured softly, her silver eyes seeming to gradually well up with tears, which then shimmered with a silvery light.

The light grew brighter and brighter, as if Dolly could see the Milky Way in the night sky within it, which was even more moving than the little poems Dolly had written.

Suddenly, Luna moved.

She reached out and cupped Dolly's face in her hands.

Dolly froze on the spot, unsure of how to react or what Luna was going to do.

Luna slowly opened her mouth and said, "This is me now, the eighteen-year-old me."

"At eighteen, I really liked your poems, and at the same time... I liked you too."

"Dolly, thank you."

After saying that, Luna gently lowered her head and kissed Dolly's lips.

It wasn't their cheeks or foreheads, but rather their red lips pressed together.

Dolly's slightly dry lips immediately became moist and sweet, and she froze on the spot, her face full of disbelief.

Then her eyes widened as she watched Luna gradually shrink in front of her.

From the age of eighteen, he kept getting smaller, until he looked like a first-grader again.

At this point, the two had to separate because of their height difference. Luna's eyes were bloodshot, and she looked extremely tired.

However, she still managed a weak smile and said, "If you're still willing to write me poems when I turn eighteen, I..."

Luna didn't continue speaking, but slowly closed her eyes.

Dolly then realized what was happening and quickly cast a healing spell on Luna.

Then, I checked Luna's breathing and found that although it was weak, it was still rhythmic.

This proved that Luna's life was not in immediate danger, which relieved him.

Dolly then touched her lips. Was that just a dream?

Shouldn't it be...?

But who would believe that I kissed eighteen-year-old Luna?

Will Luna believe it when she wakes up?

Perhaps you also think it's all a dream?

And... she was able to talk about this kind of thing with Luna, a first-year student?

Just thinking about it made Dolly feel like she was surrounded by Dementors and that she needed to be sent to Wizengamot to be executed.

Never mind, calm down and focus!

Dolly patted her chest, wishing she could just forget everything that had just happened.

But those dreamlike eyes and the gentle, tender touch made Dolly's gaze still fall on Luna's lips.

Oh no, I can't keep watching, I'm really going to commit a crime.

Dolly patted her cheeks, picked up Luna, and prepared to return to Hogwarts.

She still had plenty of physical strength, but her magic was almost completely depleted in the intense conflict.

In particular, the final transformation spell of the giant earth hand directly consumed two units of Dolly's magic power.

Only a transformation spell of this caliber could have buried Voldemort underground and severed his connection with Luna.

But those eight-eyed giant spiders...

boom!

Just as Dolly hesitated, the sound of a shotgun and the shouts of Tooth came from afar.

The sound made Dolly perk up; it was Hagrid.

Dolly thought for a moment, glanced at the basilisk remains not far away, and then used her last bit of magic to cover them up as well.

Sure enough, Hagrid's shouts from afar were quickly answered.

The eight-eyed spiders, out of respect for Hagrid, stopped their advance and ceased their charge towards Hogwarts.

Although some of the giant eight-eyed spider larvae, as tall as some of them, have already crossed the Forbidden Forest, as long as the mature giant eight-eyed spiders haven't yet escaped, the problem isn't too serious.

Dolly sat there near the mound of earth containing the basilisk's remains.

The retreating giant spiders all circled around Dolly, not daring to look in her direction even once.

Soon, the sound of teething came, and the big dog rushed to Dolly's side to lick her.

Although Dolly hated Tooth's smelly saliva, she was genuinely happy to see Tooth at this moment.

"Dolly!"

"Don't come from this direction!"

Hagrid had only taken two steps when Dolly stopped him.

Dolly sat there for a while and regained some of her magic. Then, she carved a cross on the mound of earth where the diary was, as a tombstone for Voldemort.