The sickly iron fist beauty in Harry Potter

Ron felt like the world was ending.

His mother simply couldn't enter Hogwarts, otherwise she would have beaten her own little son to death with her own hands.

As for Harry, he was also feeling uneasy.

In the original book, he didn't care about the Dursleys' reactions, but now he was worried that Vernon and Petunia would be angry and sad.

This is probably the change that family affection has brought to Harry.

"Miss Dursley, do you have anything to add?"

"You are Harry's sister. You can be the first to read the letter I wrote to the Dursleys."

Dolly showed a surprised expression, then thanked Dumbledore before saying, "I have no problem with the punishment, but they should be hungry now."

"How about I have Diandian prepare some food and drinks for them?"

Harry and Ron then realized that they were already starving.

To be precise, from the time they started driving in the morning until the time the car crashed into the gate just now, they had not eaten or drunk anything during this process.

"That's exactly what it should be."

Dumbledore nodded and said nothing more.

Today's communication with Dolly was obviously pleasant, but it was a pity that Dolly took away the opportunity to care about Harry.

It must be just a coincidence, right?

After that, Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall gave a few more instructions and turned to leave.

At this time, Madam Pomfrey also spoke and said, "Miss Dursley, you should go to rest."

Dolly yawned and said, "Give me five more minutes, ma'am."

"The last five minutes."

"Thank you for your kindness, ma'am."

Dolly then watched Diandian serve food to the two people and said, "Ron, Ginny is also a Gryffindor, don't worry."

Ron finally managed a smile, finally hearing some good news.

"As for how your family will punish you, I don't know, but remember to protect your wand."

Ron nodded in confusion, not knowing why Dolly would say that.

Because in the original book, Ron not only lost his car, but his wand also broke into two pieces, causing a lot of jokes.

Even this wand became the best prop for Harry to finally break free from Lockhart's control this year.

It's a pity that the situation has changed now. Ron's wand has been preserved, just like the diary whose whereabouts are still unknown. Many things will change.

Then Dolly looked at Harry and said, "And then there's you, Harry Potter."

Harry immediately raised his hands in surrender and said, "Sister, just tell me how you want to punish me. I will never resist."

"Well."

Dolly stopped talking nonsense and said, "After this month's punishment is over, you must also set aside an hour every day to practice boxing with me."

"You are not allowed to refuse or complain about being tired, otherwise I will punish you by banning you from Quidditch."

Harry shook his head repeatedly, indicating that he would definitely listen to Dolly.

Dolly nodded and looked at the two people who were eating their food with relish before turning and leaving.

A month later, according to the time point in the original book, the secret room was opened for the first time.

A lot of things have changed now, and the timing will also change, so all Dolly can do is try to make Harry stronger.

Of course, before that, Dolly will try her best to find the missing diary. She just doesn't know which unlucky person has it now.

Back in the dormitory, Hermione had already showered and was drowsy.

Dolly no longer had the heart to play with Hermione. After taking a shower, she lay down on her bed and fell into a deep sleep.

When Dolly got up the next day and went to the lobby, she could already hear Molly Weasley's roar, which was the sound of the roaring letter she sent to her youngest son.

"...I wouldn't be surprised if they fired you for stealing a car. I'll see how I deal with you then."

"You probably never thought about how your father and I felt when we found out the car was gone..."

The loud noise rattled the plates and spoons on the table, and the echo off the four stone walls was deafening.

Everyone in the hall turned to see who had received the Howler. Ron huddled in his chair, his red forehead visible.

"Your father nearly died of shame after receiving Dumbledore's letter last night."

"We worked so hard to raise you, but we never thought you would do something like this. You and Harry almost lost your lives..."

Ron was trembling, and Harry was not much better, because he felt that he was going to be scolded by Molly too.

"...This is so infuriating! Your father will be investigated at work, and this is all your fault. If you don't behave yourself, we'll take you back right away!"

But until the end, Molly did not mention Harry, but instead put all the blame on Ron.

In fact, Harry vaguely knew that the one who prevented him and Ron from entering the station and failing to catch the train on time was probably the strange house-elf Dobby.

In terms of responsibility, Harry definitely bears more than half of it, and Ron is the unlucky one.

Only then did Harry realize that perhaps those who dared to criticize and punish him at this time were his true family.

Ron stood there in a daze, and it took a nudge from Harry to bring him back to his senses.

There were chuckling sounds all around, and Malfoy at the Slytherin House's long table laughed out loud.

But Ron and Harry had no time to pay attention to Malfoy. They still needed some time to accept the reality.

"Aren't you going to persuade them this time?"

Hermione nudged Dolly with her elbow, signaling that Dolly should show her sister's care.

Without a second thought, Dolly refused, saying, "I'm not the kind of caring older sister. Let them deal with this tragic moment on their own."

“Without storms, how can you see the rainbow?”

"Besides, we should pay more attention to ourselves than to them. We will have our first Defense Against the Dark Arts class soon."

Sure enough, as soon as Dolly opened her mouth, Hermione became excited and completely forgot about Harry and Ron.

"What do you think he'll teach us? I think the probability is the Iron Armor Charm."

Hermione had obviously been coveting this spell for a long time.

Although the spells and casting gestures of some spells are recorded in books, they are not easy to learn, such as the Iron Armor Spell.

Once she mastered the Shield Charm, Hermione would have the ability to protect herself - at least that's what Hermione thought, and then she could help Dolly.

Dolly still adhered to the previous policy, not only did not disturb Hermione's interest, but even added fuel to the fire, "Open your mind, my friend."

"He's the famous Lockhart. I think he'll give us a magnificent magic show right from the start, showing us a series of spells we've never seen or mastered before."

"Just like he did in one of the books, he defeated a French wizard and an American wizard with his spell level and became the leader of the team."

Hermione's eyes lit up when she heard this. She knew Dolly was bragging, but she couldn't help but start to look forward to it. What if Lockhart behaved like this?

Seeing Hermione like this, Dolly raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

What kind of situation would make a loser show his loser side more clearly?

That is of course to blow him up into the sky and expose his whole body to the sun. This is Dolly's current plan for Lockhart.

As to whether this plan will be realized, the results will be shown soon.

An hour later, the class bell rang.

Lockhart's first Defense Against the Dark Arts class officially began amid everyone's anticipation.

154 Lockhart's Second Uglier Look

"Good morning, little wizards."

Lockhart pushed the door open and walked in, looking very busy, with a casual and relaxed smile on his face.

Just the movement of turning around and shaking the robe made the little witches exclaim in surprise.

Hermione's eyes also lit up and she wanted to make a sound, but Dolly was the one who screamed the fastest and loudest, almost whistling.

This turned the excitement on Hermione's face into embarrassment, because Dolly became the focus of everyone's attention and she was trying to hold Dolly back.

Hermione didn't understand why her good friend cared so much about Lockhart. Was he really that outstanding?

Besides, isn't it her job to show off in class?

"Oh, hello, Miss Dursley, of course I remember you."

Lockhart pointed at Dolly and smiled happily. "Mr. Potter's sister, she's also a very good witch. I heard that you encountered something dangerous last year."

"But don't worry, with me here this year, this kind of thing will never happen again, and this is the reason why I'm here."

The classroom erupted in warm applause, and everyone was obviously pleased with Lockhart's boasting.

After all, everyone has read Lockhart's books to a greater or lesser extent, and although the Lockharts in them have different styles, they are all handsome, smart and capable.

And how could Lockhart, who wrote these autobiographies, be bad?

When the applause died down, Lockhart walked down from the podium, came to Dolly, and took "Walking with Vampires" from Dolly's hand.

He held up aloft the winking photo of himself on the cover and began to introduce himself.

"Me," he said, pointing to his own photo and winking, "Gilderoy Lockhart, Order of Merlin, Third Class, Honorary Member of the Dark Arts Defense League, and five-time winner of the Witch Weekly Most Charming Smile Award."

"But I don't say that. I didn't drive away Wanlun's female ghost with a smile!"

He waited for laughter, and several people smiled faintly, including Dolly.

This made Hermione even more annoyed, and even the look she gave Lockhart seemed a little strange.

Dolly ignored this and said to Lockhart, "Professor, what are we going to learn today?"

"Is it the Shield Charm, or a method to fight vampires—Professor Quirrell taught us this—or perhaps some powerful spell suitable for your position?"

Dolly's sudden words caught Lockhart off guard.

The smile on his face was a little stiff. He didn't expect Dolly to ask such a question.

But then his expression became natural, he still had some adaptability.

Then Lockhart said, "Of course, I will let you know the secrets of magic, but that will come later."

"After all, we still need time to slowly familiarize ourselves with each other. Once I understand your strength and level, I can teach you the most suitable spells."

"But before that, let's do something else."

Lockhart returned to the podium, picked up a large stack of papers, and said, "I see you've all bought all my books, so I thought we'd start today with a little test. Don't be afraid—it's just to see how well you've read and how much you've understood..."

After the papers were passed from student to student, Lockhart said, "I'll give you thirty minutes. Now—start!"

Dolly picked up the test paper, hiding her smiling face and looking bored.

Just as I remembered, there were some boring questions written on it.

1. What is Gilderoy Lockhart’s favorite color?

2. What was Gilderoy Lockhart's secret ambition?

3. What do you think is Gilderoy Lockhart’s greatest achievement to date?

And so on, for three pages, the last question is:

54. When is Gilderoy Lockhart’s birthday? What would be his ideal birthday gift?

Hermione was writing furiously. When she saw that Dolly didn't move, she asked curiously, "Why aren't you writing?"

"You can't be unaware, right?"

Dolly obviously didn't know, and even if she did, she was too lazy to write it down.

So Dolly said, "I want to learn magic and spells, why do I need to know these things?"

"Professor Lockhart was going to test our magical abilities. Did he get the wrong paper?"

Hermione was stunned and said awkwardly, "That should be... impossible, right?"

This is a test paper that takes a certain amount of time to copy, and the possibility of making a mistake is almost zero.