Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 322: Moody’s course

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

Furong was a little sleepy lying on Gabrielle's short desk. She was already a little tired, and it was a painful thing to be asked.

Especially when she clearly feels that everything is fine.

What female doctors ask is very unnutritious questions.

"Sister, what's this?"

Gabriel slipped into the room quietly, trot to Furong's body, and erected a tender white finger.

Dangling in front of Furong.

"One"

Furong said weakly.

What about this one?

Gabriel stretched out another finger.

"Two"

Furong lowered her head and sighed.

"I am suspected of having amnesia now, but I am not stupid." Furong rubbed Gabriel's hair affectionately, then patted a few more times, and said angrily.

In the following days, Furong was "caught" by her parents again to a hospital for magical injuries and diseases in France for a comprehensive examination.

In spite of her struggles.

After checking, there were some minor bruises and sprains on the legs, and a mild cold with a low degree.

Otherwise, it’s fine.

They are all wondering.

What has she experienced these days?

Maybe St. Mungo’s magical injuries in the UK would be more effective? That is the most famous and excellent magic 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 you, and has nothing to do with magic.

Another stage of inspection has come to an end.

Furong's mother found the last female doctor outside the ward. What this beautiful blond woman wanted to ask, she was a little bit hard to say, but she stopped talking.

"What you wanted to ask, did not happen. Except for possible amnesia, everything is normal for her." The female doctor saw Furong's mother's mind and shook her head.

"It's not like she has selective amnesia after being stimulated." The female doctor gave her own judgment.

"Sister, don’t you remember that badass at all?" Gabriel asked in front of the bed at this time. At this time, Delacour’s family were all in the hospital. Lying on a white hospital bed.

She feels that her body is about to rust these days.

"Who the **** is that, why do you think I should remember him? Is he famous, or is that my boyfriend?" Furong also remembered the questions her parents had been asking her.

Said impatiently.

Gabriel's little face was immediately bitter, and she leaned down, sneaking out a stack of newspapers from behind her.

A copy of the Daily Prophet.

The above is a preview of the Goblet of Fire competition.

The photo of the four warriors is printed on the title page. In the photo, Fleur is standing next to Malfoy, looking like a snuggle, smiling very brightly.

These were all secretly hidden by Gabrielle, and her parents had already discarded the previous reports about Malfoy.

"Little white face?"

Furong sneered proudly.

I have no interest in such people.

Gabriel can only look at her sister with a little fear, sighing the fickleness of the woman.

Perhaps not fickle, it's just that my sister has lost her memory.

What happened to the previous note? Gabriel remembered the note from the house before.

Of course Pansy will not know the truth behind this news.

She just knows that Malfoy is still missing.

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

Pansy put the newspaper down, then sighed, pushed open the stone door, and walked to his bedroom.

This afternoon is Moody’s Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Take a good rest and take it seriously.

Just before that, she still opened her diary.

"Hogwarts has started school, but you still haven't come back. Just treat it as late. After you come back, I will criticize you well. You have to be prepared to be told by the prefect,"

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

"Gryffindor students are still so annoying, shamelessly curse you."

"But I gave him a severe lesson." Pansy laughed softly when he thought that Ron was hit by her curse and his whole head was pressed to the bottom of the bowl, making the soup overflowing. sound.

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

"Today I was happy again for nothing."

After writing the diary, Pansy dropped the pen and went to bed in the morning.

This afternoon is Mad Eye Moody's class.

"Potter, come to the podium for a moment." Moody yelled from the podium as soon as the class started.

Harry stood up equally nervously, and walked up tremblingly.

"Potter, knock me down." Moody no longer called Ron in this actual battle, but chose Harry Potter.

Compared to Ron's inability to fight back, Harry's performance was much better.

Iron Armor Charm, Disarm Charm, alternate back and forth use, Harry's on-the-spot reaction and spell-casting skills are much better than Ron.

Suddenly, Harry caught a flaw in Moody's, and decisively used a soft leg curse on Moody. Moody had no defense. The white light hit Moody's legs and feet. It seemed to be Lost his balance, just when he was cheering about it.

"Except your weapons."

A ray of light flashed across quickly.

He lost his mind, and Moody quickly disarmed his wand.

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

"You are much better than Weasley, and you are not stage fright." Moody glanced at Harry.

"It's just that I still lack some insight." Then he said hoarsely.

Moody looked at Harry who was bewildered, and lifted the trousers of one foot.

It was a prosthetic leg made of wood, Harry just remembered now.

Harry suddenly realized that he knew his loophole.

"It looks like you still learned something in the Triwizard Tournament last year." Moody still admitted Harry's skill in the use of spells.

"But not everyone has your luck~IndoMTL.com~Porter."

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

"Like you, Mr. Potter."

"So I hope that you can help some students who are not very good at Defence Against the Dark Arts after class."

"This is after all a struggle between people."

"I never thought that you would be able to fight against some powerful dark wizards. I just hope that you can protect yourself when you encounter some people." Moody said slowly.

"Observation is an important factor."

"For example, today, Potter was careless because of my "carelessness"." Moody turned his blue faint eyes and said slowly and solemnly.

"I was dazzled by the upcoming victory." He added.

Harry lowered his head shamelessly.