The sickly iron fist beauty in Harry Potter

11 Reasons to go

"Hello, Professor McGonagall."

Dolly replied with a smile before stepping forward to shake Mag's hand.

Although Dolly is still a little weak and cannot do any physical activities, she can already perform basic movements.

Her face was still mostly pale, but there was a hint of healthy blush on her cheeks, which made her look sympathetic but not sickly.

"Hello, Miss Dursley, I'm glad to see you've fully recovered."

"My visit now won't disturb your recovery, will it?"

Dolly shook her head, blinked, and said, “I’ve been looking forward to meeting you for a long time. After all, you left your name on the admission letter, but I didn’t expect you to come in person.”

"Actually, there was a school employee who came with me, but his size made it difficult for him to come in."

At this moment, Hagrid, the school employee mentioned by McGonagall, was sitting on the lawn of the Dursleys' house, counting ants boredly.

"After all, your two situations are somewhat special. I don't feel comfortable letting him come alone. It would be better for me to answer your questions."

Mag's attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, but everyone could still feel that when she was facing Dolly, she was genuinely kind.

Because of what happened in the hospital, McGonagall had heard from Dumbledore.

When Dumbledore wanted to send Harry to the Dursleys, McGonagall was the one who strongly opposed it.

Because through observation, she confirmed that the Dursleys were not good-tempered people and would not be able to provide Harry with a very good living environment.

This is indeed the case. Even before knowing that Dolly had traveled through time, Harry was living a very miserable life.

If things hadn't changed, McGonagall would still be the one who hated the Dursleys the most.

After all, she liked Lily and James, and she felt sorry for their sacrifices. At the same time, she felt sorry for Harry, an orphan who lost his parents shortly after he was born.

But McGonagall didn't know about the difficulties the Dursleys faced, nor did she want to find out.

This has nothing to do with people's moral qualities, it is purely alienation caused by unfamiliarity. What's more, there is a huge gap between Muggles and wizards between McGonagall and the Dursleys.

But now everything is different.

No matter what happened in the past, Harry has now officially become a recognized member of the Dursley family under Dolly's guidance, which makes McGonagall very happy.

After all, Harry will stay here until he grows up, and having a sister like this to take care of him is a blessing in life.

Therefore, Mag naturally looked at Dolly differently.

Of course, the reason she came in person was to explain the importance of magic to wizards.

Sending only Hagrid obviously wouldn't be able to explain all of this clearly. What if he ended up making things worse and ruining the relationship between Harry and the Dursleys? Wouldn't Dolly's efforts then be in vain?

After a brief greeting with Dolly, McGonagall looked at Harry.

Looking at Harry, whose spirit and energy were completely different from before, McGonagall was sincerely happy.

However, she did not want to be too obvious, because she was the deputy headmaster of Hogwarts after all, and the most fair and just person in the entire Hogwarts.

She didn't want to give Harry the feeling that she was someone he could rely on without any limits. Harry's growth would ultimately depend on himself.

So McGonagall just said in a calm voice: "Hello, Harry Potter, you look a lot like your parents."

Harry immediately became excited when he heard this and wanted to ask about his parents.

But McGonagall shook her head slightly and said, "Harry, I know what you want to ask."

"But the school staff outside the door will answer your questions later. He is more qualified to speak than me."

"Now please be patient. I think Mrs. Dursley needs my answer more."

Penny nodded stiffly, with countless questions in her mind.

And now, finally, there was someone important enough to know everything about magic.

"Hello, Professor McGonagall, if you'll excuse my rudeness, I'll just get started."

Penny then took out a palm-sized notebook from her pocket, which was filled with densely written questions.

After McGonagall sat down, Penny immediately asked, "Excuse me, Professor, does my child have to go to magic school?"

"Why can't she stay with us and study in a normal... or what you call a Muggle school?"

"This involves the issue of magical riots, ma'am."

The two of them asked and answered questions, and an hour passed quickly.

Neither Dolly nor Harry could get a word in, but they didn't feel bored at all. Instead, they listened with great interest.

Although much of what McGonagall taught was common sense in the wizarding world, it felt different when heard from McGonagall than when seen in movies or books.

For example, McGonagall solemnly stated that the wizarding world is not dangerous, and it is even the safest era in thousands of years.

The wizarding world also has different countries, its own United Nations, and even international travel and international cooperation. Dumbledore is the greatest white wizard in history.

When Penny heard that the Ministry of Magic was also cooperating with the Muggle government, she was completely shocked. This was far beyond her understanding of wizards.

"After all, we live on the same land. We can't really be completely ignorant of each other."

McGonagall explained carefully, and Penny's nervousness gradually relaxed.

After she crossed out all the questions in her notebook, Penny finally asked the last question in her heart.

"Professor McGonagall, if Dolly... and Harry go to the wizarding world."

"Can Hogwarts guarantee their safety?"

Professor McGonagall looked serious, then answered in a very serious tone.

"Mrs. Dursley, you should also know that there is no absolutely safe place in this world. Disasters and dangers can also happen in the Muggle world."

"But I can guarantee that if there is any danger, I will definitely stand in front of them to protect them until the moment I fall."

Looking at Mag's determined eyes, Penny finally nodded slowly.

Finally, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off her shoulders, she said, "Professor McGonagall may have forgotten that it was you who picked up my sister Lily. I was right by your side at the time."

"No, I haven't forgotten."

A kind smile appeared in McGonagall's eyes. She said, "You asked me at the time if you could also learn magic. I regretfully told you no."

"Now your daughter can experience the wonderful scenery of the magical world on your behalf. Perhaps this is also a way for you to fulfill your dream, isn't it?"

Penny smiled shyly when she heard that.

In front of Mag, she was still a child, and Mag saw through her at a glance.

But Mag is right. As a mother, who doesn't want her children to live a more wonderful life than she did?

"I agree, Professor McGonagall."

12 Hagrid's Gift

"Call my sister."

Dolly modified Harry's address without hesitation.

She was very insistent on this matter because she wanted Harry to form a mindset and identify with her as his sister out of habit and from the bottom of his heart.

In this way, Dolly's safety is basically guaranteed.

After all, the savior's barrier is such that even if someone from the wizarding world meets her, they will most likely give her some face.

Of course, the Death Eaters wouldn't give her that face.

However, even if she didn't have a good relationship with Harry, the Death Eaters would still not give her face, so there was no need to consider the Death Eaters factor.

Harry grumbled in his throat. He was still not used to calling Dolly "Sister".

But for the sake of the cake and juice, he spoke again with difficulty and said, "Sister, why are you different today than before?"

After the first time, it became much easier for Harry to call Dolly "sister".

"You're not going to change on a whim today and change back tomorrow, are you?"

Dolly laughed out loud at the sight of Harry's expression, finally realizing what the brat was worried about.

It turned out that they were not worried about Dolly's personality changing drastically, but whether she was possessed by some demon or had some mental illness.

Instead, he was simply worried that everything he got today would be taken back by Dolly tomorrow, or even worse.

Dolly and Dudley have done similar things before.

For example, under the pretext of lending toys to Harry to play with, he would order Harry to do more work.

If Harry doesn't lend it, he will be forced to spend it by Iron Fist.

Dolly pinched her waist and said in a tone that was consistent with the past, "You must be joking. I am Dolly, the one who is going to be a great doer."

"The reason I changed my opinion of you today is because I turned 11 and am already half an adult."

"Adults should behave like adults, and the same goes for you, Harry."

"Your birthday is in a week, and I'll give you a birthday present then."

Harry nodded subconsciously. Dolly had given him gifts in the past, so this was not surprising.

Sometimes it was old clothes, sometimes it was rotten fruit, or even one of Dolly's toys that was missing some limbs.

It's just giving a gift, it's a very simple thing.

However, Dolly's next words left Harry dumbfounded.

"Just tell me what you want."

Harry dropped the spoon he was eating the cake from and asked flatteredly, "Can I ask you directly?"

"Of course, I am your sister after all."

"But I can't do anything too expensive. I don't have much money."

Dolly had a lot of food, clothes and other necessities, but they were all paid for by Vernon and Petunia, and her pocket money was only enough to buy some snacks.

After all, it is dangerous for children to take too much money.

Harry hesitated, not knowing whether to speak or not.

On the one hand, he was worried that Dolly would change her mind in a few days, and on the other hand, Harry didn't want to miss this opportunity.

He wanted a lot of things, from new clothes and stationery to a new pair of glasses. He used to use old things and he really wanted something of his own.

Finally, Harry spoke slowly. "My glasses don't fit right anymore. I haven't dared to mention it to Uncle Vernon."

Harry's myopia is hereditary and he has to wear glasses since he was a child.

As he gets older, the prescription of his glasses keeps changing, which is obviously not a small expense and is often criticized by Vernon.

Now that he brought this up, it could be considered a test for Dolly.

If Dolly accepts all this, she probably really intends to be a good sister, right?

Then, Harry heard news that made him smile.

"It's just a pair of glasses, leave it to me."

Dolly patted Harry's shoulder heavily and continued, "After you finish eating, remember to pack up and move into the new room. This one is too small for us half-adults to live in."

After saying that, Dolly went upstairs yawning.

She was indeed tired today, thinking about problems that would give adults a headache with her 11-year-old body.

There's nothing we can do about it, since Harry's birthday is coming up in a few days and he's also receiving the acceptance letter.

If Dolly doesn't hurry up, she'll really have no chance.

Watching Dolly's majestic figure disappear, Harry pursed his lips, lowered his head, and began to eat the cake in big mouthfuls.

But for some reason, the cake actually emitted steam and blurred his glasses.

This seemed to be the first time someone had been so nice to Harry since he was old enough to understand.

Especially since Dolly, who used to bully him, has become the best person to him. Harry still can't believe it.

But even if things have happened, there is no room for doubt.

The last thought left in Harry's mind was to actively practice his ability to communicate with snakes.