After a very detailed questioning and testing, the female doctor shook her head in confusion and left the room, presumably communicating with Fleur's parents outside the room.

Fleur was a little sleepy lying on Gabrielle's small desk, she was already a little tired, and it was also very painful to be questioned.

Especially when she clearly thinks that everything is fine.

The female doctor asks questions that are very unnutritious.

"Sister, how much is this?"

Gabrielle slipped into the room and trotted over to Fleur, holding out a white finger.

dangling in front of Fleur.

"One"

Fleur said weakly.

What about this?

Gabrielle held out another finger.

"Two"

Fleur hung her head and sighed.

"I'm suspected of having amnesia now, but I'm not stupid. Fleur rubbed Gabrielle's hair affectionately, patted it a few more times, and said angrily.

In the days that followed, Fleur was "caught" by her parents and taken to a magical hospital for injuries and injuries in France for a comprehensive examination.

Regardless of her best efforts.

After examination, there are some minor abrasions and sprains on the legs, and a slight cold of low severity.

Other than that, it's not a big deal.

They were all confused.

What has she been through these days?

St. Mungo's magical injuries in England might be more effective? it's the most famous and excellent magical hospital in the wizarding world.

The doctor's explanation here is that there may be a self-protection mechanism that selectively forgets things that are not good for him, and has nothing to do with magic.

Another phase of inspection has come to an end.

Fleur's mother found the female doctor from last time outside the ward, and the beautiful blonde woman wanted to ask something, but she was a little embarrassed to speak.

"What you wanted to ask, didn't happen, she was fine except for possible amnesia. The female doctor saw Fleur's mother's thoughts and shook her head.

"She doesn't have selective amnesia when stimulated. The female doctor gave her own judgment.

"Sister, don't you remember that villain at all?" asked Gabrielle at this point, in front of the hospital bed, while the Delacul family was in the hospital, and Fleur was lying on the white hospital bed.

She felt like her body was going to rust these days.

"Who the hell is that, why do you all think I should remember him, is he famous, or is that my boyfriend?" Fleur also remembered the constant questioning of her parents before.

Said impatiently.

Gabrielle's little face immediately became bitter, and she leaned down and snuck out a stack of newspapers from behind her.

A copy of the Daily Prophet.

Above is a teaser of the Goblet of Fire.

The title page is printed with a photo of the four warriors, and Fleur is standing next to Malfoy, looking like a snuggler, smiling brightly.

These were all hidden by Gabrielle, whose parents had long since discarded the previous reports about Malfoy.

"Little white face?"

Fleur sneered haughtily.

I have no interest in this kind of person.

Gabrielle could only look at her sister with some fear, lamenting the fickleness of women.

Maybe it's not fickle, it's just that my sister has amnesia.

What about the note from before, and what was going on? Gabrielle remembered the note at home again.

Pansy certainly wouldn't know the truth behind the news.

She just knew that Malfoy was still nowhere to be found.

The girl came back safely, but what about the person who "kidnapped" her?

Pansy put the newspaper down, then sighed, pushed open the stone door, and headed for her bedroom.

The afternoon is Moody's Defence Against the Dark Arts class, so get a good rest and take it seriously.

Only before that, she opened her diary.

"Hogwarts has started, but you still haven't come back, just assume that you are late, I will criticize you when you come back, you must be prepared to be reprimanded by the prefects,"

"It's the fifth grade now, and the exam is really troublesome, I remember that you are not afraid of the exam, and there are a lot of questions I want to ask you, but you are not there.

"The Gryffindor students are still so nasty and shameless to curse you. ”

"But I was taught a hard lesson. Pansy laughed softly at the thought of Ron being struck by her spell and his whole head being pressed to the bottom of the bowl, causing the soup to overflow.

"I'll still wait for you to come back, as long as there is no definite news. ”

"Today I was happy again. ”

After writing her diary, Pansy dropped her pen and went to bed for a nap.

In the afternoon it was Mad Eye Moody's class.

"Potter, come up to the podium. As soon as class started, Moody shouted from the podium.

Harry stood up nervously and walked up tremblingly.

"Potter, knock me out. Moody didn't call Ron again in this fight, but chose Harry Potter.

Compared to Ron's lack of a fightback, Harry's performance was much better.

The Iron Armor Charm, the Disarming Charm, the alternating back and forth, Harry's on-the-spot reaction and spell-casting skills were much better than Ron's.

Suddenly, Harry grasped a flaw in Moody's and decisively used a soft leg charm on Moody, Moody had no defense, and the white light hit Moody's legs and feet at once, as if he was losing his balance, just as he was snickering at it.

"Except for your weapons. ”

A flash of light flashed quickly.

He wandered, and Moody quickly disarmed his wand.

I also stammered and took a few steps back, and then fell to the ground.

"You're much better than Weasley, and you're not stage frightened. Moody glanced at Harry.

"It's just that there's a lack of insight. Then he said in a hoarse voice.

Moody looked at Harry in bewilderment, before lifting the trouser leg of one of his feet.

It was a prosthetic leg made of wood, and it was only then that Harry remembered.

It dawned on Harry that he knew his vulnerability.

"It looks like you learned something from last year's Triwizard Tournament. Moody still acknowledged Harry's skill in using spells.

"But not everyone has the good fortune you have, Potter. ”

"Everyone's talent is different, and their own conditions are also different"

"Like you, Mr. Potter. ”

"So I hope you can help some of the students who aren't very good at Defence Against the Dark Arts. ”

"It's a struggle between people, after all. ”

"I didn't expect you to be able to fight some powerful dark wizards, I just wanted you to protect yourself when you encountered some minions. Moody said slowly.

"Observation is an important factor. ”

Today, for example, Potter was careless because of my carelessness. Moody rolled his blue eyes and said slowly, seriously.

"Carried away by the victory that is coming. He added.

Harry bowed his head in shame.