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But that's not something Dolly needs to worry about. Even if they only give Dolly one piece of candy, she will accept it.

After all, Dolly only did this to enhance their strength, and she really didn't care about the money.

"By the way, sister, where's my new wand?"

Harry said somewhat reluctantly, "Dolly pointed to his wand and said, 'Your wand is the best fit for you. Their wands aren't quite right for them.'"

Besides, you have an old magic wand, what are you doing here?

Hermione was much calmer.

She believed that Dolly would give it to her if she needed it.

After chatting for a while, the group started looking forward to Halloween again.

After finishing their butterbeer, it gradually got dark, and the group began their return to Hogwarts.

Their first trip to Hogsmeade came to an end. After returning to their dorm, Dolly and Hermione both leaned against the sofa, not wanting to move at all.

"Taking a bath..."

Dolly muttered, and Hermione kicked off her shoes and said, "I don't want to move."

"So we're just going to bed like this?"

Hermione glanced at Dolly and said, "As long as you don't sleep in my bed."

"Then you can get into my bed."

"Never mind, I'll just go take a shower..."

Hermione seemed to have a sudden inspiration, and her motivation returned.

As she reached the bathroom door, she turned back to look at Dolly with curiosity, as if to ask: Aren't you coming?

And the reason why Hermione was motivated to take a bath again is quite obvious.

When Dolly licks her later, she can't let Dolly taste the salty sweat, can she?

"Coming!"

Dolly, naturally unable to resist the temptation, grabbed Hermione and rushed into the bathroom.

An hour later, they emerged from the bathroom, which had been filled with laughter, and collapsed onto Dolly's bed.

"You can't take my pajamas off this time!"

Hermione yawned and gave a groggy warning.

Dolly nodded in agreement, but once they were in bed, whose opinion should she listen to? Did that even need to be said?

Sure enough, in their hazy sleep, the wicked cat Crookshank stole their pajamas.

The two embraced tenderly. Dolly ate strange little cakes all night, and when she woke up, her hands were still covered in cake juice.

As for Hermione, she had already gone back to her bed at some point.

Even though she had her back to Dolly, Dolly could still see the pink on her shoulder.

So what exactly happened?

Dolly yawned and licked her fingertips... Hmm, it definitely tastes like Hermione.

Indeed, some of a person's instincts are uncontrollable while asleep!

Dolly smiled slightly, but she still decided to pretend she knew nothing.

She sat up and stretched, her beautiful figure gleaming in the sunlight. Hermione, who turned back, was momentarily stunned, feeling as if she were looking at a beautiful marble statue in a museum.

"Let's go, Hermione, let's go have breakfast."

"You're not going to say you're planning to continue studying today, are you?"

That was Hermione's original plan.

But seeing Dolly's forlorn appearance, she suddenly couldn't bear to part with her.

It seems that she and Dolly have indeed spent far too little time together lately.

"Okay, it looks like I can take a day off today."

"Great!"

Dolly excitedly jumped off her bed toward Hermione, startling Hermione into screaming.

However, Dolly was no ordinary person; she had long since mastered the art of controlling her body. She skillfully slipped into Hermione's bed, hugged her from behind, and pressed the two of them tightly together.

A hug in pajamas feels very different from a hug where you're naked. Hermione's round bottom pressed against Dolly's lower belly, making Dolly feel as if she were being electrocuted, and her face flushed.

Hermione wasn't much better off. She tried to shake off Dolly, but after twisting a few times, she realized that Dolly had no intention of letting go. In fact, because of these twists, she could feel the softness and smoothness of Dolly's skin, which made her feel strange.

So the two of them were silent for half a minute before Hermione said, "Weren't we going to eat?"

"Hehe, I'll eat Hermione instead, it's much tastier than your cake."

"...Sigh, I really don't know how you could say such a thing so brazenly."

Hermione thought Dolly was sometimes childish. It would be one thing if a couple said such things, but they were just roommates.

Well, most roommates probably don't shower together every day or sleep in each other's arms like this.

But what other kind of relationship could they have?

Hermione thought it would be nice to change the relationship, but the question was whether Dolly could accept it.

Hermione's current feeling is that she's been seduced by Dolly to the point of being stuck in a limbo.

I wanted to do something, but I was afraid of scaring Dolly.

But if she did nothing and Dolly continued to pester her like this, she worried that she might actually be unable to resist doing the same thing to Dolly in return.

If that happens, and the two of them eat each other's cakes, then the problem becomes quite serious.

That's why Hermione felt bad, because she was the one sticking to her principles.

Dolly, on the other hand, didn't think that much about it; it was simply because she hadn't been this close to Hermione in a long time.

After all, Hermione will still study diligently until around March or April of next year before she completely gives up subjects like Divination.

"Let's go, it's time to eat."

Hermione pinched Dolly's hand to stop her from touching it, and then, after a long time, they walked hand in hand to the restaurant.

Soon, Luna and Cho Chang arrived as well.

The four of them got together again, which was rare for them, and enjoyed the weekend.

Although they were enjoying their time, given their personalities, they mostly just read books and took walks, which is typical of school life.

As for Harry and his friends, they went to see Buckbeak.

Buckbeak was under house arrest at this time, but only in name; Hagrid was still taking care of it.

Therefore, Buckbeak didn't feel any different from before, except that it had to live alone in an enclosure, which was actually a good thing for it.

At least it doesn't have to worry about being stepped on in the belly by ponies practicing flying while it's sleeping.

Hagrid, on the other hand, seemed preoccupied.

Now he finally understood what Dolly had warned him about.

The hippogriff was indeed too dangerous for a young wizard.

This also gave someone like Malfoy the opportunity to cause trouble. Facing such a wicked wizard, the hippogriff himself was in danger.

To ensure Buckbeak's safety and freedom, Hagrid has now started subscribing to the Daily Prophet and the Four Collars, hoping that Dolly can defend Buckbeak as much as possible.

Harry and his friends didn't have any good solutions to this kind of situation.

However, the group then brought up the fact that Dolly was going to make new wands for Ron and Neville, and Ron and Neville couldn't help but ask Hagrid if they wanted one too.

Theoretically, Hagrid's wand was broken, and although it was repaired afterward, its effect was certainly not as good as the original.

Hagrid became interested and ultimately decided to take these people into the Forbidden Forest to find some materials.

Although the Forbidden Forest is chaotic and extremely dangerous, it is indeed an important source of income for Hogwarts.

Whether it's the eggs of a dangerous eight-eyed spider, the hair of a unicorn, or other materials left behind by magical creatures, they can all fetch a good price if taken to Knockturn Alley.

Using these items to offset the cost of Dolly making the wand is the perfect solution.

A peaceful and cozy weekend has passed, and Halloween is just around the corner.

This is the third Halloween for the group at Hogwarts. For Dolly and her friends, the holiday has gradually lost its initial novelty, and for them, it's just about having a big meal.

However, Dolly and her friends were still very happy to see the excited freshmen, especially when the red-haired twins stood on the table and danced with Ghost, which brought the atmosphere to its climax.

After Halloween, school life returned to its usual rhythm.

Hermione was still rarely seen, while Dolly, Luna, and Cho Chang, except in special circumstances, would gather together to practice magic.

Dolly is still accumulating attribute points, but not as extreme as before. After all, 5 points of magic power is enough to handle most situations, and reaching 6 points would take until at least next year, so there's no use in rushing.

In addition, Dolly also began to study her sketching quill pen in her spare time.

Having observed Rita's quill pen and with Dolly buying various models for reference, Dolly made her own quill pen in less than a month.

It looks much like a regular quill pen, except that the lower part of the feathers is blue and the upper part is pink.

This wasn't due to Dolly's dyeing or intentional act, but rather because it contained a structure similar to a wand core, which would emit a faint glow once activated by magic.

Its writing efficiency is slightly lower than Rita's, but it is more accurate, much like the difference between a precise AI and a stupid AI.

After all, Dolly's goal was to translate classic works, while Rita's goal was to fabricate a big news story.

Dolly quickly put it into practical use.

After that, Dolly only needed to read Muggle classics, and the quill pen would automatically record the translated content, making it much easier for Dolly to contribute to the Four Collars.

This solved the urgent problem of the Four-Colored Collars continuing to operate, allowing the Four-Colored Collars to truly gain a foothold in the magical world.

People even started asking Lovegood how to buy these books, which led Lovegood to ask Dolly if they should open a shop similar to a bookstore.

After thinking it over, Dolly decided it was feasible.

She really needs a base in the magical world—base sounds too awful, let's call it a contact point.

Otherwise, once Dolly enters the magical world, she won't know where to go.