The sickly iron fist beauty in Harry Potter

Dolly then squatted down and dodged the giant monster's big hand at the critical moment. The palm that hit Dolly also hit the wall above her head hard. Even the giant monster was still moving forward, and its one-ton weight pushed him headfirst into the wall.

Dolly even thought she heard the troll's nose break.

The smelly blood splattered all over Dolly.

The troll in pain slowly slid down, and Dolly then moved around the wall to avoid being hit by the troll.

The troll didn't care about Dolly for the moment. He covered his nose with his hands and began to roll on the ground, causing the entire ground to shake.

But Dolly calmly walked around the troll's body, came to the troll's feet, and looked at the big wooden hammer in the troll's hand.

This huge wooden hammer weighs at least a hundred pounds, and it is impossible for humans to use it as a weapon.

But Dolly used the last of her magic to perform the transformation again.

The handle of the big wooden hammer was made into something Dolly could grasp, and then two thick vines grew out of the top.

The vine stretched upwards and grasped the overhead water pipe, tying it to the surface. It then curled and contracted, pulling the mallet up like a lifting cable until it was at the height of Dolly's head.

Then, Dolly put her wand into her clothes, grasped the big wooden hammer with her only remaining right hand, adjusted its position, and carried the hammer on her shoulder.

Without the support of Dolly's magic, and because Dolly used too little magic, the vines that appeared quickly disappeared.

The heavy weight, the hammer that was heavier than Dolly's weight, was carried on Dolly's shoulders, making her face pale.

However, she still gritted her teeth, dragging the heavy mallet and her severely injured body forward step by step.

He went around the troll's big feet and legs, arms and neck, and finally arrived next to the troll's head.

The troll was still covering his face and wailing. He didn't pay any attention to Dolly's footsteps, nor did he think that Dolly could cause any harm to him.

He didn't react until he saw Dolly coming in front of him. He wanted to slap Dolly to death, but Dolly was faster.

She finally turned the fear, anger and unwillingness she had accumulated over this period of time into a roar.

He pulled the mallet off his shoulder, and using all his strength and gravity to force the mallet to hit the troll in the face.

There was a loud bang, as if a huge rock was breaking.

With just one blow, the giant monster, which had just been showing its fangs and claws and moving wildly, became stiff as if the pause button had been pressed.

The hands that were grabbing Dolly were still stretched out stubbornly, as if they still wanted to hurt Dolly, but they could no longer find Dolly.

Part of the giant monster's face was sunken, and blood foam came out of his mouth. He seemed to want to say something, but also seemed to be about to wail.

Of course, Dolly thought, it might also want to roar menacingly.

In order to reduce the threat of the giant monster, Dolly once again tried her best, using one hand and the strength of her waist and hips to lift the big wooden hammer half a meter with difficulty.

Then he simply leaned over, adding his strength, and let the mallet fall towards the troll's face.

There was a "pop" sound, as if a watermelon exploded.

This sound was more pleasant than the previous one, because there was more blood as lubrication, and the thick watermelon rind was finally smashed open.

But until now, the troll is still not dead.

The troll in the movie was just knocked unconscious, but Dolly hit the troll too hard, causing the troll so much pain that he couldn't lose consciousness and struggled to do something.

The huge arm finally groped and grabbed Dolly's calf, trying to drag her out.

But Dolly picked up the mallet again, and this time she risked everything.

Due to blood loss and excessive exertion, Dolly began to see stars and could not even see what was in front of her.

The improvement in physical strength can make Dolly's body functions stronger, but it does not increase Dolly's blood volume out of thin air. Now she is already at the end of her strength.

If she was really thrown out like a broken doll, she would be the one to die.

But Dolly won the gamble.

The big wooden hammer came down hard for the third time and smashed into the giant monster's face, making the big wooden hammer seem to have found a good place to stay.

This time, there was only the sound of a heavy object hitting the water, and no sound of any hard objects breaking could be heard.

From Dolly's perspective, the troll's face was at least dented by more than ten centimeters. No matter what was behind the face, it must have been smashed to pieces.

The hand holding Dolly's calf finally slowly loosened.

The giant monster's huge body also lost its ability to react, and its chest, which had been constantly beating, gradually calmed down.

Dolly held onto the big wooden hammer, slid down little by little, and knelt on the troll's neck against the wall.

Did you win?

It seems like I won.

So can she survive?

Not sure.

Maybe at this time, she could ask someone for help?

Myrtle?

House elf?

Dolly began to relax, her sympathetic nerves gradually reduced their excitability, and the various hormones that were madly secreted in her body also began to slowly subside. Only then did Dolly realize how crazy the thing she had just done was.

What if I had asked the house-elves for help earlier?

At least the house-elves could alert Dumbledore, the only person who could Apparate in the school.

Although Dumbledore cannot predict everything, he cannot necessarily protect everyone.

But if Dolly asked him for help, he wouldn't refuse to come, right?

"Hermione...Cho Chang...Myrtle...Dot...."

Dolly subconsciously repeated the name that flashed before her eyes. Her vision was still in chaos. She could barely make out the shapes, but the colors seemed to be still black and white.

Sure enough, doing this kind of thing is still too difficult.

Next time, run if you can.

Or, make preparations for battle in advance. After all, Voldemort should remember her name by now.

Dolly Dursley, Harry Potter's Muggle cousin.

A little witch with no talent, in the first grade, that is, at the age of 11, killed a one-ton giant monster with a -jin wooden club.

Hmm… is this very wizarding?

Dolly's mind became more and more confused, and at this time the sound of crying began to sound.

"Lord Dursley is here, she's here, please hurry, right here!"

The next second, Hermione and Qiu Zhang screamed and cried.

Dolly finally no longer had to support her body, and she lay in a warm embrace.

But when the person holding her discovered that her arms were boneless and her body was covered with small wounds, she cried so hard that she almost had convulsions.

This reaction should be Hermione, right?

Another voice cried and stuffed something into Dolly's hand, as if hoping that it could help Dolly.

It feels warm to the touch, just like the jade pendant that Qiu Zhang gave me before.

However, Dolly's physical strength has been maxed out, otherwise she would have fainted long ago. Unless she breaks through the upper limit, this pendant will be of no use to Dolly.

Then came a series of healing spells and the like, but Dolly had already tried that.

Her wand was best at using healing spells, but the healing spell itself did not have the ability to bring the dead back to life. At most, it could heal superficial wounds, abrasions, bruises, and the like.

Faced with Dolly's current injuries, this spell has no effect at all.

"Hermione, blood tonic!"

"Don't you still have blood-replenishing medicine?"

"Yes, blood tonic. I still have blood tonic!"

Hermione finally reacted and quickly took out the medicine from her backpack and tried to force Dolly's mouth to feed it.

But Dolly was already cold due to excessive blood loss, and she instinctively closed her mouth tightly, making it impossible to feed her.

"What should I do? What should I do?"

Hermione was at a loss again. Myrtle's voice rang out, saying, "Stupid, feed the medicine mouth to mouth!"

"Isn't that what romance novels always say?"

Hermione's eyes lit up when she heard that. She quickly drank a mouthful of blood-replenishing potion and lowered her head to kiss him.

It still can’t be opened!

In the end, Qiu Zhang simply inserted his wand into Dolly's teeth, squeezed open a gap, and then allowed Hermione to feed the blood-replenishing potion in.

The blood-replenishing medicine had an immediate effect. Dolly looked so seriously ill because she had lost too much blood.

You know, blood-replenishing medicine is a miraculous existence that can replenish blood and fight against blood coagulation caused by snake venom, so the blood volume in Dolly's body quickly filled up.

But Dolly's arm, which was missing bones, was still losing a lot of blood, but all the blood was collected by Miss Men, so Hermione and Qiu Zhang couldn't see it.

Seeing that Dolly seemed to have recovered a little but was still not awake, the two fell into panic again.

At this time, Diandian, who went to deliver the letter, finally came back and brought back the professors who were led to the underground classroom by Quirrell's lies.

Professor McGonagall stared blankly at everything in front of her. Looking at the lifeless giant monster lying in a pool of blood, her brain came to a standstill.

What she feared most happened, but fortunately the person who died was not a human, but a giant monster.

As for Dolly, she seemed to be still alive, with her chest rising and falling slightly, but it looked like she could die at any time.

What is going on? Can anyone explain it to me?

Why is Dolly injured? Was she beaten by the troll?

Who killed the troll? It looked like it was killed by its own weapon. Could it be that there were actually two trolls fighting here, and Dolly was just affected?

Professor McGonagall just took a breath and was about to say something.

Snape rushed over with a roar, shouting: "Get out of the way!"

Quirrell, who was standing in front of him, was pushed away by him. Quirrell was caught off guard and turned half a circle, then hit the back of his head hard on the pillar at the door.

Quirrell's face turned pale, and he tried to hold the back of his head with his hands, but he didn't dare to touch it. He stood there as if frozen, afraid that something would crawl down from his head.

But no one cared about him now, and there was no sound from the back of his head. Slowly, Qi Luocai recovered.

Snape squatted beside Dolly and looked at her pale face due to excessive blood loss, as if he was back to the day when he rushed into Harry's house.

All he saw was Lily's cold body. Only then did he realize how stupid he had been and what a big mistake he had made. He also lost the person he loved most.

And now, facing the person who inherited Lily's life, Snape felt as if he had become a complete fool again.

He naturally noticed that Dolly was not in the banquet hall today, which was simply impossible for Dolly, who loved eating the most.

He didn't ask any questions, and when the news of the troll came, the first thing he thought of was to see if anyone had stolen the Philosopher's Stone!

Who could have imagined that Dolly would be the one who got hurt in the end? If he had asked about Dolly's situation earlier...

He stretched out his trembling fingers, opened Dolly's eyelids, and then felt Dolly's heartbeat. The panic in his eyes subsided, and he even felt a little confused.

Or excessive blood loss?

Of course, Dolly’s injuries are more than that, but no matter how you look at it, Dolly’s main problem now is excessive blood loss.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Hermione, with tears on her face, holding an empty blood-replenishing potion bottle in her hand.

"Did you just give her some blood-replenishing medicine?"

Hermione nodded quickly, and Snape's expression, which had remained unchanged for thousands of years, finally relaxed. He said, "Very good, the right medicine for the right situation. Ten points for Ravenclaw."

"Send her to Madam Pomfrey immediately..."

"Leave this to me."

Dumbledore hurried over, having just gone to check the Philosopher's Stone.

However, he didn't expect that the other party didn't want to steal the Philosopher's Stone today at all, and he didn't expect that the other party deliberately released a troll to make trouble, and the troll was killed by a student.

Looking at the troll's tragic death and then at Dorina's thin body, even Dumbledore felt a strong sense of unreality.

However, now is not the time to discuss this.