The sickly, iron-fisted beauty in Harry Potter

"Professor Snape!"

Professor McGonagall also felt that Snape had gone too far; she had just said she would wait for Dumbledore to return.

“Professor McGonagall, I also agree to wait for Professor Dumbledore to return.”

"However, for many things, even if it's just a few minutes' delay, it might be too late."

After Snape finished speaking, he took out his wand and then cast the Flashback Charm.

A flash of light flew from his wand and struck Quirrell's wand.

A series of spell effects then erupted from Quirrell's wand, representing the spells Quirrell had recently cast.

"Unlocking spell, illumination spell, repair spell, cleansing spell, silencing spell..."

Snape immediately recognized the spells Quirrell was casting; they were all ordinary spells that even young wizards could learn.

But Snape's brow furrowed deeper and deeper; he still hadn't seen the answer he wanted to see.

Quirrell seemed to have calmed down a bit, realizing that Snape was investigating him. This didn't seem to make him feel ashamed; instead, it made him feel much more relaxed.

It seems he is not afraid of being investigated, but rather of being wrongly accused or forcibly controlled.

"Professor Snape, these are some things I use for teaching or living. I forgot to bring my room key this morning."

"In short, I will absolutely not use the Unforgivable Curse, Merlin, I don't want to go to Azkaban!"

Even after the Flashback Curse wore off, Snape still hadn't seen what he wanted.

He could only take a deep look at Quirrell, wondering if Quirrell had used a massive amount of low-level spells to erase the residual magic power from the wand's use of the Imperius Curse.

However, Snape immediately realized that this was unlikely.

Judging from the situation at the scene, the conflict between Dolly and the troll occurred not long ago.

Quirrell's rush into the hall was only a short time ago, and even if he wanted to find a place to cast these spells in the meantime, the chances of him not being discovered would be slim.

Moreover, Snape went to check and, after confirming that the Philosopher's Stone was safe, he met up with Professor McGonagall.

At that time, Professor McGonagall was with Quirrell, and Professor McGonagall even kindly woke up the unconscious Professor Quirrell.

"Professor Snape, could you... could you please give me back my wand?"

Seeing that Snape had nothing more to say, Quirrell shakily tried to take back his wand.

Just as Snape was about to hand the wand back, he suddenly realized that Professor McGonagall was looking at him with some hesitation.

Snape seemed to understand something, withdrew the wand from Quirrell's hand, and said, "Professor Quirrell, I'm not targeting you personally, but I'm questioning everyone equally."

"So next..."

He used Quirrell's wand to cast a flashback spell on his own wand.

These are also some low-level spells, but more of them are professional spells related to brewing potions.

After doing all this, Snape handed the wand to Quirrell, who quickly hid it and said, "I understand, Professor Snape. You are also cleared of suspicion."

Professor McGonagall took a deep breath, stepped forward, and said, "I'll join you too."

"No, you don't need to, Professor McGonagall. You have witnesses throughout the whole thing."

"The rest, we can investigate who wasn't there when Dolly was in trouble, before Dumbledore returns."

“That’s a good idea, Professor Snape.”

McGonagall's eyes lit up, and she nodded.

Wizards generally don't have very good logical thinking skills, and Professor McGonagall is no exception.

Snape was one of the wizards with the best logical thinking. The puzzle he posed to protect the Philosopher's Stone was to choose the correct potion from seven potions based on logic.

Next, Snape and McGonagall split up, and Quirrell also wanted to split up, but Snape dragged him along.

Clearly, Snape had not given up his suspicions about Quirrell and intended to continue monitoring him until Dumbledore returned.

Professor McGonagall returned to the Gryffindor common room to reassure everyone, including Harry and Ron, whom she had sent back.

As for Dolly's whereabouts, Professor McGonagall casually made up a lie, saying that Dolly had fallen asleep in her dormitory due to anemia and had now been sent to Mrs. Pomfrey's.

Hearing this, Harry was temporarily relieved. Although he was still worried about his sister's health, this wasn't the first time she had experienced anemia.

Professor McGonagall herself knew that she couldn't keep this a secret forever, and Harry would find out soon enough.

However, the current situation certainly doesn't allow Harry to continue running around.

Meanwhile, Dumbledore intervened, and Dolly arrived safely at Madam Pomfrey's place.

After seeing Dolly covered in dirt, wounds that weren't bleeding, and especially her left arm that was limp and had lost all its bones and skin, I realized that...

Even Madam Pomfrey, who had been tested by fragile wizards for a long time, turned pale with fright at this moment and said, "Merlin, what attacked her? I have never seen such an injury before."

"Troll, Lady Pomfrey."

Dumbledore spoke calmly and deliberately, using as few words as possible: "However, she was not harmed by the troll; what she suffered was more like a strange magical injury."

"She is currently severely anemic. Please give her blood-replenishing medication first, and then treat her injuries."

"Miss Granger, Miss Zhang, let's go outside."

“Miss Dursley’s injuries will inevitably require her to remove her clothes, and we will delay Mrs. Pomfrey if we stay here.”

Hermione wanted to say that she didn't mind.

Although she hadn't bathed with Dolly yet, she had seen Dolly disheveled, revealing large areas of her back and stomach.

But Cho Chang, holding Hermione's wrist, shook his head and said, "Let's listen to the headmaster."

Hermione ultimately followed Cho Chang's advice. Although she still had many questions about Cho Chang's past, she didn't want to care about them anymore.

As long as Dolly is safe and sound, everything is negotiable.

Moreover, in that urgent situation just now, Hermione could see that Cho Chang really cared about Dolly, and even gave her his pendant away.

Although Hermione didn't understand how she and Dolly had become such good friends, she was at least clearly aware of it.

If Dolly really gets into danger, she can't do it on her own.

Hermione is well aware of her personality weakness: she can handle prepared questions with ease, but she easily loses her composure when faced with unexpected situations.

When she loses her composure, she needs someone else to help her assess the situation, or at least remind her to calm down.

There is no doubt that Qiu Zhang is a suitable candidate. Perhaps she is not brave enough, but she is smart and meticulous enough.

Soon, the three people arrived outside the door.

Dumbledore looked out the window at the night sky, his eyes becoming hesitant and deep.

He wasn't entirely unaware of what had happened today; otherwise, he wouldn't have hidden the Philosopher's Stone in Hogwarts.

This is a test, a test of that guy's condition.

It was also a test, a test of Harry's character and abilities.

If he could, Dumbledore wouldn't want to involve anyone else, but now that Harry's cousin has been dragged into it, he has to reconsider his entire plan.

But Dumbledore was not willing to give up so easily, because he had been preparing for this plan for a long time, and this was only the beginning.

Therefore, he needs to understand what exactly happened in order to determine whether his enemy poses a threat to more people and what methods to use to deal with him.

"Ladies, can you tell me what happened?"

Dumbledore smiled slightly, his blue eyes shining brightly, like a cool breeze that could see right through the two children before him.

However, Dumbledore was soon disappointed.

By the time Hermione and Cho Chang arrived, the battle was already mostly over; Dolly had killed a giant monster and was unconscious at that point.

Dumbledore adjusted his glasses, still finding it incredible even now.

How could an 11-year-old girl use the troll's weapon to kill the troll?

That mallet must be heavier than Dolly herself, right?

If Dolly were to defeat the troll with magic, it would be equally incredible, but at least it would be within Dumbledore's comprehension.

But Dolly used the least magical method.

"Ladies, could you tell me what's different about Dolly in her life?"

"This may help with her treatment. I believe you can understand that Dolly's condition cannot be explained by ordinary injuries."

Hermione and Cho Chang exchanged a glance and, without hesitation, told Dumbledore about Dolly's illness.

Dumbledore had heard about this before, after all, it was the first time Snape had sent a student to the school hospital in such a grand manner, something even Professor McGonagall had mentioned to him.

But Dumbledore didn't think much of it at the time. He had met Lily and knew that Dolly and Lily looked very alike, so it was normal for Snape to be a little biased.

I never expected there to be so many strange things in Dolly's body, like fat, blood, and hair disappearing for no apparent reason...

Could it be that Dolly's bones and skin also disappeared suddenly this time?

Mrs. Pomfrey quickly provided her answer.

"Thank God, her injuries aren't serious."

Mrs. Pomfrey, still looking shaken, said, "Headmaster, you don't know."

"The child's body was covered in wounds, from pebbles, sand, wood chips, and porcelain shards... there were at least several hundred!"

"However, these are all superficial wounds, probably left when escaping the giant's attack."

Hearing Madam Pomfrey describe Dolly's injuries, Hermione's eyes instantly welled up with tears again.

At the time, Dolly's body was covered in mud, making it impossible to see her injuries.

Looking back now, with her body covered in tiny wounds, how much pain must Dolly have been in?

If it were her, she probably would have fainted by now, right?

Cho Chang was also deathly pale, and she and Hermione supported each other, otherwise she felt so weak that she would have collapsed to the ground.

She thought she was already very strong, facing the pressure of studying and the pressure of Quidditch training every day, and she also had to do well on both.

But compared to the pain Dolly had endured, what was her little bit of stress?

For the first time, Cho Chang, an Asian girl, felt that she hadn't tried hard enough!