The sickly, iron-fisted beauty in Harry Potter

Dolly simply clenched her fist, put it to her lips, and blew on it.

This action made Hermione, who was about to reprimand Malfoy, burst into laughter.

She knew this wasn't right and tried to stop by covering her mouth, but the thought of Malfoy's miserable state earlier only made her laugh even harder.

Malfoy's face instantly turned red with anger, his ears turning bright red.

He stared intently at Dolly, but seeing her fists, he felt a surge of fear.

Although he knew that Dolly would be the one punished if he didn't call her a Mudblood, he didn't want to be hit.

So Malfoy silently took a step back, moving behind Goyle and Crabbe.

Then, pretending he hadn't done anything, he continued to mock, "I'd like to put it somewhere for Longbottom to pick up—like on the roof he just fell off, what do you think?"

The Slytherin students naturally cheered, even though they had only been there a short time and didn't harbor as much hatred as the Gryffindor students.

But children are always good at imitating.

When they discover that upperclassmen and even professors harbor such hostility towards Gryffindor, and that they act on it without hesitation, and that they are even encouraged and cheered for doing so.

The endless conflict between the two sides has become an unsolvable deadlock, unless Hogwarts abolishes the four houses one day.

Alternatively, reconciliation might be possible if new students, without the guidance of their predecessors, have completely forgotten the past.

However, Dolly thought this was unlikely, given that the relationship between Salazar Slytherin, the founder of Hogwarts, and Godric Gryffindor was already quite bad.

Seeing that Dolly didn't intervene, Harry finally lost his patience.

She took a step forward and reached out to Malfoy, trying to imitate Dolly's fierce and menacing demeanor in an attempt to intimidate him.

But Malfoy felt humiliated. "You're not my sister, how dare you talk to me like that!"

"Harry, what gives you the right to say such a thing?"

"Shouldn't you ask your sister first, so you can ask her if you should act like a man?"

"If she scolds you later, and you start crying, there's no one here to comfort you."

Harry's anger flared up instantly.

Although he knew he should listen to his sister, and that's what he had done in the past.

But now he's a boy who survived a great ordeal!

Although he may not be academically outstanding, Harry doesn't feel that he's bad because he doesn't have Hermione to compare himself to.

For example, just now, he was the first person to make the flying broom jump, and he succeeded on the first try.

This is something even his sister couldn't do.

Of course, Harry will still listen to his sister.

But this was his behavior as a man, and Vernon's entrustment to him, not his behavior as a younger brother who had to obey his sister's orders in everything!

Therefore, Malfoy's words undoubtedly struck a nerve with Harry's pride.

He strode forward, intending to snatch it from Malfoy's hands with his bare hands.

Malfoy was taken aback, because his attention was still on Dolly.

When he saw Harry rushing over, a smug smile appeared on his lips.

If we can't attack Dolly, let's teach the foolish and arrogant savior Harry Potter a lesson first!

"Wow, does our Potter want to race me? Let's go!"

Malfoy jumped onto his broom, took off calmly, and hovered three meters above Harry, looking down at him provocatively.

As a pure-blood family, and the wealthiest pure-blood family at that, the Malfoys' foundation is indeed much stronger than that of ordinary people.

For example, regarding the flying broomstick, he had always boasted to others about how excellent he was at it.

But now it seems that this is not boasting. He can play with flying brooms ahead of time, and he has already reached the level of a graduate of the flying course.

"Come on, come on up, or are you too scared?"

"Then go cry your eyes out, and wipe it off with your sister's robe!"

Harry immediately summoned his broom and mounted it. Hermione's eyes widened, and she said, "No! Madam Hooch said we can't touch brooms!"

“Harry, if Malfoy wants to deduct points from Slytherin, let him. We will report this to Madam Hooch.”

"But please don't deduct points from Gryffindor!"

Hermione, this isn't about grades.

Harry answered directly, "It's a matter of dignity. I must protect Neville's Memory Orb. It was a gift from his grandmother, and he was overjoyed with it!"

Hermione was stunned and couldn't understand it for a moment.

Malfoy didn't say he was going to smash it; he just put it on the roof and brought it back later, right?

So-called protection means preventing the memory ball from getting onto the roof?

What Hermione found even more incomprehensible was that Ron led the cheers for Harry, and the entire Gryffindor was in an uproar.

Everyone was encouraging Harry, but in the end, Harry still glanced guiltily at his sister.

However, he had already made up his mind that even if his sister forbade it, he would still fly.

"Go."

"Don't blame me if you get points deducted later."

Dolly waved her hand, but didn't stop Harry.

It wasn't just because she knew the upcoming plot was important, but also because she knew she couldn't stop the boy at this moment.

Once Harry gets carried away, he's not so easy to pull back.

Dolly was planning to spend several years improving Harry's character, how could she possibly achieve her goal so easily?

Besides, if Harry doesn't get to fight and fall, how will he die a heroic death under Voldemort's wand in the future?

Harry smiled with delight and leaped into the air.

Hermione tugged at Dolly's sleeve and whispered, "Why didn't you stop him? This is..."

Dolly took Hermione's hand and said, "Hermione, Neville is Harry's most important friend now."

"Do you remember why I attacked Malfoy on the train?"

"Uh, because you're irritable?"

Dolly gave Hermione a resentful look, and Hermione chuckled, her hand, which was being held by Dolly, becoming slightly uneasy.

“I haven’t forgotten that you said Malfoy called Mudbloods, and you insulted me too.”

"But you couldn't have known the meaning of Mud Seed back then."

Dolly said, "The atmosphere, the kind of atmosphere you're talking about."

"Harry is not only protecting the Remembrance Orb, but also Neville's dignity."

Hermione understood now.

Dignity...

Well, looking at the two boys "playing and frolicking" in the air, Hermione still thought it was stupid.

However, Hermione has to admit that as the one being protected, she was very happy at the time, and she is still happy when she thinks about it now.

When Neville finds out, he'll definitely consider Harry his best friend too, right?

Malfoy, however, was far from happy.

He thought he would outrun Harry in flying, manipulating him in the air like a circus animal trainer, and even causing Harry to fall off the broom.

Anyway, his sister knows healing spells, so no one will die.

In reality, after getting through the initial chaotic phase, Harry seemed to have mastered the skill of flying on a broomstick almost without any instruction.

His skill level even jumped from novice to expert, a level higher than the graduation level of the Malfoy course.

The biggest difference is that Harry can perform some sharp turns, hovering, and flips without any experience, while Malfoy just flies obediently.

The Slytherin students cheering on the ground also realized something was wrong, while the Gryffindor students, especially the boys, were cheering wildly.

It felt as if I had already arrived at the Quidditch arena and witnessed the birth of a rising star.

Hermione said with some surprise, "Has he practiced before... oh no, I don't think so."

Hermione, who was quite familiar with the Dursleys' situation, said, "He's a real genius."

At least in this area, Hermione was completely convinced.

As Harry drew closer to Malfoy in the air, the smile on Malfoy's face vanished completely, replaced by exasperation.

At that moment, Harry's body was almost pressed against the broom, which then entered full-scale attack mode and charged towards Malfoy like a javelin.

"Okay, very good, let's see if you can catch it!"

Enraged, Malfoy disregarded everything else and charged straight toward the castle. Just as Harry reached out to grab him, Malfoy hurled the Memory Ball at the castle wall.

Malfoy was about to make another sarcastic remark to Harry when a lightning-fast figure shot straight towards the wall.

The speed was so great that Malfoy almost cried out, because in his mind Harry was about to crash directly into the wall.

If Harry had crashed into the car, Malfoy would have had to bear at least half the responsibility.

As a result, Harry drifted through the air, passing directly across his body, and continued to move forward due to inertia.

He gripped the memory ball tightly when he was only one meter away from the wall, and then the broom accelerated rapidly diagonally upwards.

Just as its body was about to collide with the wall, it rushed to the top of the roof, only managing to sweep away the dust from the tiles with a broom.

This scene stunned everyone, even Dolly was impressed.

What is talent?

In the realm of genius, ordinary people can't even catch up.

Fortunately, she didn't have to chase after him; she could even use her cheat codes.

Harry landed amidst cheers from the Gryffindor wizards as if welcoming a hero, while Malfoy slunk down, even attempting to hide in the crowd.