The sickly iron fist beauty in Harry Potter

Unfortunately, he was knocked down by Dolly before he even had the chance to make a sound. Now he could only shout for help from the people around him.

However, even though there were many senior Slytherin students in the carriage, they instinctively chose to remain silent when they saw Dolly's sleeves still smoking and the few strands of hair on her forehead curled up due to the high temperature.

Malfoy is indeed a noble young man, but the beautiful blonde girl in front of him is also Harry Potter's sister!

She also proved with her fists that she is definitely not someone to be trifled with.

"Don't hit me, cough cough, I was wrong, I apologize!"

Seeing that no one was helping him, Malfoy quickly began to beg Dolly for mercy, tears already falling without hesitation.

If he continues like this, his image as a noble young man will be completely gone.

"I can let you go."

Dolly loosened her grip on Malfoy's wand hand and said, "How about we just pretend nothing happened today?"

"After all, you also burned me with the spell, so we don't owe each other anything."

"Just like I said."

"Uh, cough, cough...Okay, you're right, I agree to everything, cough!"

Malfoy didn't care what Dolly said and agreed quickly.

At this time, hurried footsteps were heard in the distance. The man had already brought more reinforcements.

"Everyone stop, don't move!"

"I'm Percy Weasley, Gryffindor Prefect!"

"You guys...oh Merlin's beard, what the hell is going on here..."

Percy was the first to rush in, wand in hand and breathless.

He thought that his brother and Harry had been beaten into pig heads by the Slytherins.

But now, Harry, Ron and others were standing there safely, two of Malfoy's followers were lying on the ground, and Malfoy was pinned to the ground by Dolly, crying bitterly.

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

Later, Slytherin's prefect, Gemma Farley, also rushed in. She was speaking seriously, but her expression suddenly turned ugly.

Because this scene was completely beyond her expectations.

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

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

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

"Everyone who has nothing to do with this matter will sit down, and all of you follow me to the prefects' carriage!"

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

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

This is Percy's character, law-abiding, inflexible and face-conscious.

I was a study maniac when I was in school and a workaholic after graduation.

"Ron Weasley, you take the lead!"

Ron was startled and gave his brother a reproachful look.

He felt that at this point, Percy should help Dolly and the others, after all, they were all family.

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

Unfortunately, Percy was destined not to listen to them. Instead, he squatted down to check on the two fainted followers and said, "Nothing serious, they are all fainted."

He then used Mending to heal the wound on Crabbe's forehead, and then used Resurrection twice in a row.

The fainted Goyle and Crabbe groaned in pain, then both realized something, stumbled to their feet, and wanted to continue fighting.

But Farley hit them on the head one by one, which made the two already dizzy people almost faint again.

Malfoy finally stood up at this time and looked at Farley as if he saw a savior.

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

But Farley was no Malfoy's lackey, and he also shouted: "Everyone follow me, or I'll let you taste the effects of the silent spell and the freezing spell!"

Malfoy was now obedient, just staring at Dolly out of the corner of his eye, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face.

He completely forgot who was the person that was knocked down by Dolly in an instant.

But this is not surprising. In the eyes of wizards, it doesn't matter how powerful Dolly is now since she can only use her fists.

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

Then let Dolly, the mudblood, understand the gap between her and the pure-blood wizards.

"Dolly, are you okay?"

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

Those red eye sockets are like cute strawberries, making people 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 struck a victory pose and said, "Look, didn't I win?"

"You threw your face into a fire spell, and you say that's a win?"

"Oh my God, I can't believe you are such a reckless person!"

Hermione almost went crazy when she heard this.

If Farley hadn't glared at him, he would probably have started lecturing Dolly right now.

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

Now she had a better understanding of why Dolly had liked boxing before.

Because at the moment of taking action, the feeling of neurotransmitters surging in the body is really fascinating.

38 Chapter 3 The five little ones gathered together

A series of people were led out of the carriage by the prefects.

Dolly walked out of the carriage and saw a girl with a concerned look on her face next to her.

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

Dolly naturally knew her, and even knew her name. She was Qiu Zhang, the little Chinese witch from Hogwarts, a member of Ravenclaw who was a year older than everyone else.

But it was obvious that Dolly had just met this person. Dolly could only say, "She looks like a kind and good-hearted senior. We'll thank her after we get into school."

Hermione looked at the other person's oriental face. It seemed that kindness was revealed in every change of expression under the soft features, but there seemed to be surprise and admiration in those bright eyes.

Even a little admiration?

Hermione felt like something must be wrong with her, as she could see so many emotions in the eyes of someone she didn't even know.

Besides, is she really beautiful?

It's not like Hermione hasn't seen Oriental people before, but she didn't have any comparison standards for Oriental faces.

All I can say is, it's not ugly at all.

"Let's go, stop looking."

Hermione pulled Dolly, who was waving goodbye to the Little Witch of the East, hard, and for some reason her pace instinctively quickened.

Maybe she didn't want Dolly to get into trouble again. After all, what happened just now was not over yet, and they had to face the punishment from the class leader.

After a while, several people finally arrived at the prefect's special carriage.

Since there were not many prefects, the carriage was empty.

Percy and Farley took two private rooms, one for Dolly and the other three, and the other for Malfoy and the other three.

"Very good, now let me ask you what happened."

After a while, Farley pushed the door open and came in, his face expressionless, even a little irritated.

Ron hesitated to speak, thinking that it was his brother who came to question them.

Farley saw what Ron was thinking and said, "Of course I can let Percy interrogate you, but are you sure you want me to interrogate Malfoy and the others?"

Now even Ron reacted.

The way Percy and Farley exchanged things was the best. At least Malfoy's lies or show-offs were useless to Percy.

"Who's going to start first? Starting with this girl who dared to charge with the fire spell?"

Farley looked at Dolly carefully and said, "You look so frail, yet you're a natural Gryffindor. You're indeed worthy of being a Muggle-born wizard."

Farley spoke in a bad tone, and the expressions of several young wizards became ugly.

Dolly was very calm and even smiled.

Because for the students of Slytherin College, not discriminating against Muggles is the greatest justice.

It is almost impossible to ask them to be nice to the Gryffindor wizards.

Other wizards have not yet entered school and cannot understand all this, but Dolly knows it clearly.

"Senior Farley, we haven't even started school yet, how do you know we'll be admitted to Gryffindor?"

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

Farley's lips curled up, and he almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

How could you, a Muggle-born wizard whose fists are faster than your staff, be a Slytherin?

If something like this happens, she will dare to eat...

"And even if I'm not, there's always a good chance my brother might be, right?"

Dolly raised her chin and pointed at Harry.

Harry was stunned and pointed at himself with his backhand, as if asking what was going on.

Farley turned around and looked at Harry seriously.

She already knew Harry's identity, the boy who lived, whose parents were both the best wizards.

Although his mother is not a member of a pure-blood family, considering Harry's background and reputation, it is very likely that he is a Slytherin.

Farley didn't dare to be as tough as before. He coughed lightly and said, "No matter what, tell me what happened first."

"As for how to deal with your affairs, we can wait until school."

"Let me tell you."

Neville finally spoke again. Although he seemed timid on the surface, he would never shirk once the responsibility fell on him.

So Neville started talking about finding a toad, then moved on to the conflict between Harry and Malfoy, and finally Dolly punching Malfoy in anger because he called him a mudblood.

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

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

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

Of course, only on the surface.

Behind the scenes, those competitors really don’t know how to do this?

At this point, Farley's attitude completely softened.

From a causal perspective, Malfoy's words about mudblood were definitely the main reason.

In comparison, Dolly's fist was nothing. After all, after a few spells, the Malfoy trio were no longer seriously injured.

What, you ask about mental damage?

How could Hogwarts, which adheres to medieval teaching concepts, care about such things?

"I know everything. Since you haven't enrolled yet, we don't even know how to deal with you."

"From now on, you cannot leave here until you arrive at Hogwarts. We will then tell the professor about this."

"Just wait here."