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Dumbledore's expression was also full of shock, and he could hardly contain his anger.

He couldn't even imagine how much pain Dolly had endured back then.

And it's clear that Dolly really did die back then, and the troll genuinely intended to kill—for the troll, killing was a very ordinary thing; he was too stupid to understand the legal responsibility and moral condemnation behind killing.

So who exactly let this giant go free, and who allowed the giant to encounter Dolly?

Was this a coincidence, or a sinister murder?

"I have cleaned up her wounds and used a healing potion on her external injuries."

"Surprisingly, the blood in her body did not flow out; it was as if it had been swallowed up by something."

“I know my statement may seem unreasonable, but I have really never seen this situation before.”

Mrs. Pomfrey was about to explain when Dumbledore raised his hand to stop her, saying, "Mrs. Pomfrey, we can call this Dolly's Disease for now."

“Oh yes, Dolly’s disease, Miss Granger mentioned it to me.”

"It might be because of her Dolly disease. She didn't bleed, but the bones and skin of her left hand were also devoured by Dolly disease."

“I examined her injuries. Her left arm had been severely injured, and then the bone was swallowed up. After that, she seemed to have bandaged her left arm.”

"When you brought her here, her sleeves were still wrapped around the base of her arms—she was truly a clever and strong child, and it's hard to imagine how she managed to do all the right things while escaping the giant's pursuit."

Mrs. Pomfrey's voice was already trembling with tears, after all, as she said, she had never seen such a scene in her entire life as a school hospital doctor.

However, Lady Pomfrey was unaware that Dolly, with only one arm left, had brutally killed the troll with a mallet. Had she known this, one wonders how her expression would have changed.

Unfortunately, there was no one to entertain them. Hermione and Cho Chang just listened, while Dumbledore even asked, "Madame Pomfrey, can her arm still be saved?"

"No problem, Principal."

Madam Pomfrey quickly composed herself and said, "Although her arm is badly injured, it's not magically damaged. I've already treated her wounds, and she can use the Life-Giving Elixir on her after a day of recovery."

"All her injuries combined should allow her to be discharged in a week at most, but I suggest she go to St. Mungo's for a full check-up."

"After all, this Dolly syndrome really leaves me at a loss. I'm worried that she might lose something important next time she has an attack."

"Thank you, Mrs. Pomfrey."

Dumbledore didn't agree immediately, but said, "Please do your best to restore Dolly to her original state without leaving any aftereffects. If you need potions or to buy any materials, you can come directly to me."

"As for the two of you, I understand you would love to spend the whole day with Miss Dursley, but she needs to rest."

"I promise I'll let you know as soon as she wakes up, okay?"

Hermione and Cho Chang could only nod. Just as Dumbledore had said, they couldn't be of much help here and would only cause trouble for Madam Pomfrey.

"Go back and rest quickly. Today is really a terrifying Halloween. A giant has appeared."

Mrs. Pomfrey sighed and said, "After she goes back and drinks some hot cocoa and gets a good night's sleep, I reckon she'll regain consciousness tomorrow."

Hermione and Cho Chang then bid farewell to the two men, and as they were leaving, Dumbledore said quietly, "Madame Pomfrey, try not to tell St. Mungo's about this yet."

"After all, a troll appeared at Hogwarts and seriously injured a young wizard; this is no small matter."

"Perhaps I can speak with Miss Dursley first."

Mrs. Pomfrey took a deep breath, nodded, and said nothing more.

In fact, this wasn't the first time she'd experienced something similar.

Hogwarts has also seen students die, and more than once students have been seriously injured; these are unavoidable situations when learning magic.

Moreover, Madam Pomfrey knew that it wouldn't be easy for Dumbledore to maintain the school.

In particular, he was trying to prevent the Ministry of Magic from taking control of the school, so that the school could maintain its independence for thousands of years. This meant that Hogwarts was under the same pressure as Dumbledore.

I'm afraid that once they get a new headmaster, Hogwarts will immediately start offering courses like "My Minister of Magic, Fudge".

"Thank you for your hard work tonight, Mrs. Pomfrey."

After Dumbledore finished speaking, he bid farewell to Madam Pomfrey.

Then he turned and strode away, the blue glint in his eyes like a cold light emanating from his body. Today he was going to thoroughly investigate the entire Hogwarts to determine exactly where the problem lay.

For Hermione and Cho Chang, today was undoubtedly a sleepless night.

The next day, just as dawn broke, they left the Ravenclaw common room and headed straight for Mrs. Pomfrey's school hospital.

To their surprise, Dumbledore had already gone in.

"Good morning, Miss Zhang and Miss Granger. You're up very early. I was just about to go and tell you."

Mrs. Pomfrey said with a delighted smile, "Miss Dursley has woken up, but the Headmaster wants to meet with her alone."

"Please wait a moment."

83 Second Indictment

Inside the door, Dumbledore was using his wand to adjust the angle of the drawn curtains to keep the room comfortably lit.

He tried it several times before nodding in satisfaction and saying, "I do this every morning after I get up. Soft light makes people feel more cheerful and ready to start the new day."

"So good morning, Miss Dursley. Did you sleep well last night?"

Dumbledore turned to look at Dolly, who was sitting up against the pillows. Dolly had changed into a hospital gown, her left hand was in a cast, her face was pale, her hair was a little messy, and her emerald green eyes were full of exhaustion.

It was obvious that she didn't sleep well last night.

As the battle ended and her awakened potential returned to normal, Dolly's entire body began to alarm.

Even though Miss Door sacrificed some of her neurotransmitters and wouldn't be tormented awake by pain, Dolly still had nightmares.

Sometimes she dreams that Quirrell is holding a wand and trying to kill her; sometimes she dreams that Hermione, who shares a dorm room with her, has turned into a troll; and she even dreams that Voldemort has parasitized the back of her head and is lewd at her every morning.

Even more outrageous, when Cho Chang came to call her to school, after leaving the Ravenclaw common room, she was greeted by a banner that read "24 hours until the college entrance exam."

After being jolted awake by the dream, Dolly saw a delighted Mrs. Pomfrey and realized she had survived.

She also learned from Pomfrey what happened after that, and the news that Dumbledore was coming to see her.

Dolly took a deep breath, knowing that what was coming was bound to happen.

Her meeting with Dumbledore should have taken place more than three months ago, on the day Dolly awakened her magic.

However, Dumbledore was driven away by Dolly by calling out to Muggles. At that time, Dolly had no intention of meeting Dumbledore and thus avoiding being discovered.

Even now, with Dolly's willpower at 3, she still lacks the confidence to fight against Dumbledore's Legilimency.

After all, 3 o'clock is still below the average level for adults.

Dolly checked her attribute points and realized they had somehow reverted to 5.

After asking Ms. Men, I realized that she had been losing blood continuously after falling into a coma yesterday.

Dolly survived only thanks to the blood-replenishing medicine; without Madam Pomfrey's timely treatment, she certainly wouldn't have survived on her own.

After all, her entire left arm could be seen as a huge wound, unlike the kind of injury Harry suffered when his bone was removed after his fracture.

Instead, while the bones in her arm were being removed, the blood vessels, muscles, and nerves inside were all tangled up. Without special spells and potions, it would have been almost impossible for Dolly to save her arm.

Even now, Dolly can still faintly feel the pain coming from her arm.

Knowing all this, Dolly sincerely thanked Mrs. Pomfrey.

Mrs. Pomfrey comforted Dolly, saying that she was incredibly lucky to have survived the trolls, and that she was a hardworking and good girl who deserved everyone's help.

Clearly, Madam Pomfrey was unaware that Dolly had killed the troll.

This foreshadows that when Dolly asks her what happened at school yesterday, Mrs. Pomfrey knows nothing.

Dolly didn't press the matter further, but instead pondered how to face Dumbledore face-to-face in this uncertain situation.

Dolly had been hoping that Hermione or Cho Chang could bring some information, but the slow but steady knock on the door shattered her last hope.

Dumbledore arrived first.

Dumbledore didn't receive a reply from Dolly, but he wasn't in a hurry.

Even as an adult—well, as someone who has lived for over a hundred years and witnessed countless brutal battles—Dumbledore still felt lingering fear when he thought about what Dolly looked like yesterday.

After all, the most vicious curse of wizards, Avada Kedavra, has the effect of directly destroying the soul of the victim, without causing much damage to the body.

Unless some madman uses explosive spells, such as thunderbolts or pulverizing spells, to attack the wizard and blow his body to pieces, it would not cause a similar tragic effect as yesterday.

It would be a miracle if an 11-year-old girl could remain rational in such a situation, let alone answer his questions.

But this matter was of great importance, especially considering the clever things Dolly had done in the past, so Dumbledore had to step in and take over everything.

"Perhaps I should prepare a cup of hot cocoa for you?"

Dumbledore tapped the table beside him with his wand, and a house-elf appeared—Spot.

House-elves can Apparate at Hogwarts because their magic is fundamentally different from that of human wizards.

Hogwarts has anti-Apparition spells, but these spells are actually ineffective against house-elves.

"At your service, Headmaster Wizard."

Dot bowed respectfully to Dumbledore, who smiled and pointed to Dolly on the bedside table. Dot turned around and saw Dolly in an instant.

Its whole little body trembled as if it had been electrocuted, and its tiny eyes rolled down its cheeks. It stumbled to Dolly's side and knelt down in front of Dolly's bed.

"It's Sir Dursley! You're still alive! That's wonderful! It must be the great Sir Merlin who's protecting you."

"You are so kind and wonderful, and you have honored me by eating the pumpkin pie that Dian Dian made. Dian Dian originally intended to bless you forever."

"As a result, that terrifying beast attacked you! Dot wanted to help, but Dot was scared. Dot is a useless, stupid thing. Dot deserves to die!"

As it spoke, the house-elf was about to bang its head against the floor.

This isn't a disguise; Spot, this house-elf, is genuinely enduring immense pain.

Dolly couldn't possibly stand idly by, especially since she had vaguely heard yesterday that Dolly was the first to arrive.

This is naturally related to Dot's magic, but it still doesn't erase the fact that Dot was one of the members who saved her.

So Dolly said, "Spotty, go get me a cup of hot cocoa. I like it with less sugar. Go quickly, I trust you the most."

Dian Dian's face lit up with surprise. She quickly wiped away the tears from her eyes, gave Dolly an exaggerated 100-degree bow, and then disappeared.

However, it reappeared after only a few seconds.