Chapter 331: Amnesia

She was looking for a copy of the Daily Prophet, and the red-haired Weasley was just looking at that newspaper and talking nonsense.
But there must be news about Malfoy.
In the end, she found a young student in the lounge and took a copy from there.
Her eyes swept quickly, this is today's headlines.
"The proud flower of the palace escaped from the devil's claws-Miss Furong Dracul has recently returned to her home and is now undergoing treatment at the Magical Injury Hospital, hoping that the friendship between the wizarding world of Britain and France will survive. In addition, the captor Draco Malfoy is still missing."
Pansy put the newspaper down angrily.
She didn't care about the life and death of the woman who looked like Meiwa.
Bai Bai was happy again.
As for Furong's current situation, it is not too optimistic and has become a caged bird that has lost its freedom.
It was an ordinary and somewhat hot afternoon. The Draculs and their little daughter finished their lunch. Mr. Dracul sat quietly at the table and looked at the nearest magazine.
The gentle sunlight slanted outside the window seemed to be covered with a layer of gold dust on the smooth tabletop, making the whole house relaxed and indifferent.
The Champs Elysées is a commercial lot for Muggles, but for wizards, it is not easy to build a house on their land.
Hidden in the long green shade, it seems to be a space opened up out of thin air, and a tall building was erected for the wizard to live.
His wife was silently cleaning the tableware in the kitchen.
The atmosphere is somewhat depressed.
Since Furong was taken away by "coercion", laughter rarely appeared in the family.
Gabrielle also sat on the sofa, looking at the picture book quietly.
The slender legs shook back and forth.
Suddenly, her attention was drawn from the grotesque fairy tale.
"Maybe it's Auror again, to comfort us." Since Furong was "tied" away, officials from the French Ministry of Magic often visited them, and Mrs. Maxim, Mr. Dracour put the magazine down and prepared Go to open the door.
The wooden door was opened, and Mr. Dracul froze there.
"Furong?" he whispered.
Their eldest daughter was standing at the door at this time. The coat was a thick, broken black trench coat, and the bottom itself was a ragged jeans.
The skin presents a healthy wheat-like complexion.
It's just that she is servant and tired, looking tired.
After encountering shocks, some people often break things in their hands because they are at a loss.
Mrs. Dracul washed the dishes slowly, seeming indifferent.
Then he whispered: "If this is a dream, then I will definitely wake up in the past, let it continue for a little longer."
She did not believe at all that her daughter would go home so simple.
She obviously felt hallucinating.
"Mom, what are you talking about?" Furong looked at them in surprise.
"Gabri, your sister is back, aren't you happy?" She reached out and rubbed Gabrielle's silky silver hair, her sister had ran to her side now and looked up and down. Holding her.
"How are your eyes all red?"
"I remember I was delayed for a day or two?" Furong tilted his head and made a look of memories.
"One or two days? You have been missing for several months, sister." Gabrielle said word by word.
"So long?" A look of consternation appeared on the girl's face, and the charming blue eyes were all doubts now.
"Let me think about it." Furong's expression fell into confusion for a while.
But she decided to do something else first.
She is very uncomfortable now.
"Mom, do you have hot water in the bathroom now?" Furong asked, finding his slippers from the shoe cabinet, and bending over to put them on.
"You are really back, Furong?"
At this time, Ms. Dracul really realized that her daughter was back, not a dream.
Then he hurried over, and the apron was not untied or dirty, so she hugged her daughter tightly.
"Worried you, but I don't want to, because Bussbaden's carriage overturned." Furong was somewhat helpless and didn't know why her family was so excited.
Furong patted her mother's back, comfortingly.
The Drakuls looked at each other for a while.
Especially Furong’s mother, the beautiful young woman, she clearly remembered everything she saw at Hogwarts at that time. Furong’s unanswered questions gave her some ominous premonitions.
It was Mr. Dracul who gave his wife a vague look.
Let her stop asking.
"Let her take a break first. Fleur must be very tired." Mr. Dracul nodded.
Then Furong's mother pushed Furong and walked to the bathroom, a little impatient.
Her father walked quietly to the luxurious marble fireplace in the living room, and slowly stretched out half of his head.
"Gabri, after you wait for your sister to take a shower, accompany her well." Furong's mother also said to Gabriel at this time.
Gabrielle nodded cleverly.
Furong showed a puzzled look, not knowing why he suddenly received so much attention.
But the urge to clean her body overwhelmed her confusion, and she felt very dirty. Now I just want to take a good bath.
When we walked into the bathroom, the sound of whirling water sounded.
It took about half an hour before Furong reluctantly left the bathroom.
Gabrielle carefully watched Furong come out of the bathroom wrapped in bath towels, the girl seemed very satisfied.
Furong wiped her wet hair with a towel, then took Gabrielle's hand and returned to the room together.
"Don't you be disobedient when I'm not home?" Furong sat on the bedside.
"No, I have always been obedient." Gabrielle nodded cleverly.
"Why do mom and dad behave like this?" Furong started to sound at this time, and they acted for the reason.
Just not waiting for Gabrielle to reply.
The wooden door of the room was quickly pushed open.
A middle-aged woman in a white robe burst into the room abruptly, wearing a pair of rimless glasses, with a serious look.
Furong also saw her parents seem to be quietly looking behind the door.
"Are you?" Furong asked in surprise~EbookFREE.me~ Excuse me, is Furong Dracul right? "
"Yes, I am." Furong nodded.
"I am the attending physician of the Curse and Injury Department of the Dijon Magical Injury Hospital in France-Bona Eber. This is my business card. According to your father, you may have been harmed by the curse."
"Your memory may be disordered," the woman said seriously.
"I'm normal!" Furong shook his head.
"It seems that this may be the case at the moment. This is tampering with some memories. For your health, I hope you can cooperate with my work."
"Little sister, can you go out first?" The female doctor offered to let Gabrielle leave.
Gabrielle saw her parents outside beckoning to her again and left quietly.
She is very sensible.