The sickly, iron-fisted beauty in Harry Potter

"Malfoy, you can't go too far, this is..."

Then, Gemma Farley, the Slytherin prefect, rushed in. She had been speaking seriously, but her expression instantly turned grim.

This scene was completely unexpected.

"What on earth happened? How dare you lay a hand on Malfoy!"

Farley raised his wrist, about to point his wand at Dolly.

Percy quickly intervened, saying, "Hey, that kid has already let go of Malfoy. We don't need to do anything here. Let's hurry up and maintain order and clean up the mess."

“Those who have nothing to do with this, sit down. And you all come with me to the prefect’s carriage!”

Although Percy was Ron's brother, he had no intention of showing favoritism at this moment.

Although he was worried about his younger brother running too fast, he would punish him severely if his brother broke the rules.

That's just Percy's personality: rule-abiding, inflexible, and concerned with saving face.

I was a study fanatic in school, and a workaholic after graduation.

"Ron Weasley, you lead the way!"

Ron was startled and gave his brother a reproachful look.

He felt that at a time like this, Percy should lend a hand to Dolly and the others, since they were all on his side.

Even if they're no longer in Gryffindor in the future, just based on Dolly's expression today, Ron will consider Dolly, who beat up Malfoy, as a friend!

Unfortunately, Percy was destined not to listen to them. Instead, he knelt down to check on the two unconscious henchmen and said, "They're fine, they just fainted."

He then used Heal Now to treat the wound on Crabbe's forehead, followed by two Quick Resuscitation treatments.

The unconscious Goyle and Crabbe groaned in pain, then realized what was happening, stumbled to their feet, and tried to continue fighting.

But Farley punched them both in the head, almost knocking them unconscious again.

Malfoy finally stood up at this moment, looking at Farley as if he had seen a savior.

The fear in his eyes gradually disappeared, turning into a deeper resentment. He even planned to say something on the spot to get Farley to get back at him.

But Farley wasn't a Malfoy lackey, and he shouted, "Everyone, come with me! If you make another move, I'll let you taste the Silent Curse and the Freezing Curse!"

Malfoy then behaved himself, only glancing at Dolly out of the corner of his eye, his face full of resentment.

They completely forgot who it was that Dolly had knocked down in an instant.

This is not surprising, though. In the eyes of wizards, it doesn't matter how powerful Dolly is now, since she only knows how to use her fists.

They just need to learn a few more spells, and then they can easily crush Dolly.

Then let Dolly, this Mudblood, understand the difference between her and a pureblood wizard.

Dolly, are you alright?

Hermione finally found an opportunity to come closer and check on Dolly's condition. She was relieved to find that Dolly only had burn marks on her clothes and no burns at all.

Those bright red eye sockets, like cute strawberries, make you want to lick them.

Unfortunately, now was not the time to do that, so Dolly could only grab Hermione's hand and pull it into her arms, then strike a victory pose and say, "See, didn't I win?"

"You charged your face into the fire-starting spell, and you say you won?"

"My God, I can't believe you're such a reckless person!"

Hermione was furious when she heard this.

If it weren't for Farley glaring at him, he might have started lecturing Dolly right now.

Dolly happily held Hermione's hand, even though Hermione was trying to pinch the skin on the back of her hand.

Now she understood a little why Dolly had liked boxing before.

The sensation of neurotransmitters surging through the body at the moment of taking action is truly captivating.

Chapter 38: The five little ones reunited in the third update.

A group of people were led away from the carriage by the prefects.

Dolly stepped out of the carriage and saw a girl with a concerned expression beside her.

Hermione noticed her again and asked curiously, "Who is she? Do you know her?"

Dolly naturally recognized her, and even knew her name: Cho Chang, the young Chinese witch at Hogwarts, a Ravenclaw member who was a year older than everyone else.

However, it was clear that Dolly had only just met this person, so Dolly could only say, "She seems to be a kind, beautiful, and gentle older sister. We'll thank her after we start school."

Hermione looked at the other person's Asian face. Beneath the gentle features, kindness seemed to shine through every change in expression, but there was also surprise and admiration in those bright eyes.

Even a touch of worship?

Hermione felt there must be something wrong with her; she could read so many emotions in the eyes of a complete stranger.

And is she really that pretty?

Hermione wasn't unfamiliar with Asians, but she didn't have any comparable standards for Asian faces.

All I can say is that it's not bad-looking, so let's just say it's acceptable.

"Let's go, stop looking."

Hermione pulled Dolly, who was waving goodbye to the little witch from the East, and her steps inexplicably quickened.

Perhaps she didn't want Dolly to cause any more trouble, after all, what just happened wasn't over yet, and they were facing punishment from the prefect.

Before long, the group finally arrived at the class monitor's private carriage.

Because there weren't many class leaders, the carriage was almost empty.

Percy and Farley split up into two private rooms, one for Dolly and her three companions, and the other for Malfoy and his two companions.

"Very well, now let me ask you what exactly happened."

A moment later, Farley pushed open the door and entered, his face expressionless, even a little irritated.

Ron hesitated, thinking it was his brother asking them something.

Farley saw through Ron's thoughts and said, "I can certainly have Percy interrogate you, but are you sure you want me to interrogate Malfoy and the others?"

Even Ron realized what was happening.

The best approach is for Percy and Farley to switch places like this; at least Malfoy's lies or attempts to intimidate Percy are ineffective.

"Who's going to start? Let's start with this girl who dares to charge forward despite the fire-starting spell?"

Farley looked Dolly over carefully and said, "You're so thin, yet you're a natural Gryffindor. You truly are a Muggle-born wizard."

Farley's tone was unfriendly, and the expressions of the young wizards also turned ugly.

Dolly, however, remained calm and even smiled.

For Slytherin students, not discriminating against Muggles is the greatest form of justice.

It's practically impossible to expect them to treat the Gryffindor wizards well.

Other wizards, not yet enrolled, couldn't understand all this, but Dolly knew it.

"Senior Farley, we haven't even enrolled yet, how do you know we'll be in Gryffindor?"

"Maybe I'll become a Slytherin like you. I'll have to trouble you to take care of us then."

Farley's lips curled up, and he almost couldn't help but laugh.

You, a Muggle-born wizard whose fists are faster than a staff, are you a Slytherin?

If something like that happens, she'll dare to eat it...

"And even if I'm not, there's a good chance my brother isn't, right?"

Dolly raised her chin and pointed at Harry.

Harry was taken aback, then pointed at himself as if asking what had happened.

Farley turned his head and looked at Harry seriously for a few moments.

She already knew Harry's identity: the boy who survived a great calamity, whose parents were the most outstanding wizards.

Although his mother wasn't a member of a pure-blood family, considering Harry's background and reputation, it's highly likely he really was a Slytherin.

Farley no longer dared to be as forceful as before. He coughed lightly and said, "Regardless, tell me what happened first."

"As for how to handle your matter, we can discuss that at the school."

"Let me... let me say it."

Neville finally spoke again. Although he appeared timid and submissive, he never shirked responsibility when it fell on his shoulders.

So Neville started by talking about finding the toad, which led to a conflict between Harry and Malfoy, and finally Dolly punched Malfoy in anger because of his comment about Mudbloods.

At first, Farley's expression remained calm, but when she heard the word "Mudblood," even her expression turned ugly.

Although she was not a wizard from a Muggle family, she was not a pure-blood either.

This means that she could actually be considered a Mudblood, but no one would use that term to insult her as the prefect.

Of course, it's only on the surface that it doesn't.

Behind the scenes, do those competitors really not know how to do it?

At this point, Farley's attitude softened completely.

From a causal perspective, Malfoy's comment about Mudbloods was definitely the main reason.

Compared to that, Dolly's punch was nothing, after all, the Malfoy trio's bodies were already mostly unharmed from the curses.

What, you're asking about psychological harm?

Hogwarts, which adheres to medieval teaching principles, would never care about such things.

“I know everything. Since you haven’t enrolled yet, we don’t even know how to handle this.”

“From now on, you cannot leave here until you arrive at Hogwarts, at which point we will tell the professor about this.”

"You can just wait here."