[HP] Butterfly Effect

There are three things Hogwarts lacks most, legends, students, and gossip.

Since the prom, Slytherin house has suddenly become the center of everyone's talking:

First up is Vox and Beverly, the Snake Court prom duo known as the "Prehistoric Polar Icebreakers."Many Hufflepuffs said that they really lived in the most exciting era, and after seeing the cooperation of these two people, they suddenly had the courage to face the final Potions exam.

Even Gryffindor can get together with Slytherin, what is impossible.Maybe when Professor Snape was grading the thesis, he blindly let himself pass it?

There is also Sur Garcia, who has become a student of the quasi-graduating class, and suddenly starts dating Kirkland Holland, the Ravenclaw prefect of the same year.As soon as this news came out, the hearts of many boys were broken. The tragedy was comparable to the scene of a car accident and a series of rear-end collisions. It was the same as the reaction of most girls when Regulus Black resigned.On the contrary, some Ravenclaw students seem to be happier than winning the House Cup. After all, their own prefects stole Hogwarts' school belle goddess, and they won a large part of the other three houses, especially Xiang Xingao. Proud Slytherins.

Aurora sincerely felt that the Ravenclaws' slogan "knowledge is power" was not for nothing. It is estimated that the library will be lively for a while recently.

And finally there's the one about their perpetually gloomy and terrifying Bat-professor, Severus Snape.

Everyone has recently discovered that the potions master's mood changes have become more and more weird during the class, and he is quite irritable.Once he is caught with a little mistake, he can directly make the other party suspect that life has become autistic.

Even when the final exams in Potions were over, most Hogwarts students felt a sense of honor in dying for the school.

Everyone was wondering if the Ministry of Magic had troubled the head of Slytherin again, or why he was so moody during this time.Only Aurora could faintly feel that Snape seemed to be upset about something, and it should be largely related to herself.

Because she found that Snape's attitude towards herself was much colder when she was treating her eyes or feeding them.Although he has always been so sharp and mean, Aurora is still sensitive to some other changes in him.For example, when I took the initiative to say a word or two to Snape from time to time, although not every time, Snape would respond most of the time.

But now, whenever Aurora spoke, Snape would frown, his face full of impatience, as if hearing her voice was a kind of torture, and he had to grit his teeth slightly to endure it.

She always felt that if she stayed a little longer, Snape would probably throw her out unceremoniously.If this were the case, Aurora felt that she might never have the courage to walk into this office again, so she decisively and safely chose to change.Try to lengthen the interval between the times of disturbing Snape each time, and shorten the time of staying.

Maybe seeing himself less would make him feel better.

But it doesn't seem to be the case.

Because at the end of the term, Aurora almost stopped appearing in front of Snape outside of the classroom, and his mood seemed to not only not improve, but to become more and more uncertain.

Probably he regretted it.Aurora finally realized that he probably regretted agreeing to be his guarantor in front of the Ministry of Magic.

Thinking of this, she suddenly lost interest in all the delicate and delicious food at the school leaving banquet, and she didn't even listen to what Dumbledore said at the teacher's table, and stared at the tin plate in front of her absent-mindedly. , All that hovered in my mind was sighs.

During the dinner, the professors exchanged information about the final exams of the students during the meal.When it was Snape's turn, he didn't go into details as usual, but simply answered that it was similar to what he had imagined, and there was not much change from before.

If I had to say it, the quality of the potion brewed by Aurora Field was indeed much better than before.

Thinking of this, Snape unconsciously looked to the left.Before his eyes caught any substantive content, Professor Sprout's eyes accidentally met him across half of the long dining table. He naturally focused on the other party's kind smiling face and asked: " Do you want to say something?"

Sprout happily cut the pumpkin pie on the plate, with a relaxed tone: "No, it was quite unexpected. Because I think you have been in a bad mood recently, and thought it was the children who made you angry. Now I hear you That puts me at ease."

Snape raised his eyebrows, and asked without emotion: "Really?" Professor Flitwick was the first to agree: "Your state was really scary a while ago, did something happen then? "

Snape's brow frowned slightly, and soon returned to normal, just like his calm tone: "In fact, when I found that no matter how slow I slowed down the progress of the lesson plans, they couldn't keep up with the beginning, I I've never been happier."

This sentence suddenly poked the hearts of many professors, and their topics began to change again, and they began to discuss how they fought wits and courage with the professors at that time when they were students.Among them, Hudson's experience of practicing Animagus in Beauxbaton because he wanted to avoid being punished was the most interesting, and the other professors were amused and laughed.

Snape twitched the corner of his mouth cooperatively as an approving smile, but in all fairness, it seemed more ironic.

After the school leaving banquet, Aurora went back to the dormitory to pack her luggage and came to the station.

Today's weather is not good, the clouds are low, the fog is entrenched, and there is no sunshine.Excessive light emerald wet water vapor poured down and settled at the foot of the mountain, like some kind of monster that finally came alive in the cloudy sky, stretching out formless tentacles from the forest.The heat of summer evaporated from the mountains and dense forests into misty green, flowing and wrapping the entire castle, spreading all the way to the station.The children dragged their suitcases, and the bright colors of their clothes looked so mottled and alive against this overly indifferent background.

Aurora sat on a bench in the station, wiped the sweat with the back of her hand, and listened to Vaux talking about the changes that had taken place in Plymouth Dock Town in the past few years.

"The first two days of summer vacation will be very lively, because all the school-age children will be on vacation, and they will gather together to go to the seaside resort area at night." Vox said, with a very soft happy smile on his face, "We Going back just in time for their bonfire Oktoberfest."

"Why haven't I heard of this festival before?"

"Nobody invited us before."

"what about now?"

"Now our holiday tourism is getting better and better. When the Bonfire Oktoberfest comes, many foreign tourists will come, and there are leaflets everywhere. It's hard to know."

"I see." Aurora smiled.She turned her head and looked towards the entrance of the waiting platform again, but she didn't see the tall black figure.

The train came, and the crowd rushed past.Aurora let Vaux go first, and waited for everyone in front to get in before getting in the car. She really didn't want to be a sandwich biscuit stuffing.

After turning around for the last time and not finding Snape, Aurora finally sighed, dragging the suitcase and walking towards the train.

A Gryffindor girl in the front was holding a pile of things high above her head, stepping on the first iron steps, staggering and trying to keep her balance.With vision blocked, every step before tiptoe becomes dangerous.She hooked to the edge of the stairs, and when she staggered, the thing in her hand fell down along with herself.

Unprepared, Aurora was hit by her and those boxes with sharp corners, and she gasped in pain. Her feet happened to be the gap between the train and the platform, and she suddenly sank and fell back after stepping on the air.

Probably I will become the first little wizard in history to be crushed to death by the school bus of my own school.

Instinctively, she stretched out her hand in a panic to grab something, and then she felt as if someone was hugging her, and the boxes and books that were smashed over all floated up lightly, and then fell back to the ground inside, and with their owners.

"Teach..." Aurora turned her head and looked at the other party in surprise. Snape immediately pushed her back into the train before finishing a complete word.Blonde hair snaked across his arms and shoulders, gliding and disappearing in the middle of the night like a meteor's light tail.

She unconsciously reached behind her waist to grab the cold hair in one hand, and suddenly felt a little jealous of her own hair.

"I'm assuming you're stuck here because there's no room left?" Snape pointed at the roof of the carriage with his still wand. "Then I suggest you consider getting off the roof."

Forget about the roof, Plymouth is so far after all.By the time they arrived, the sunset glow above their heads had already rolled very deeply. The rich and rich color of light blended with the blue sea water at the end of the sky, dyeing the surging waves into a sea of ​​rose-colored flowers, layer by layer. Layers are in full bloom.

Aurora dragged her luggage and stood under the street lamp at the intersection, watching the small town under the twilight gradually light up with twinkling lights.When it looked like this, the town was no different from what she remembered.She remembered when she was a child, when she jumped into the river suicidally because she wanted to return to the place where her soul came from, she was rescued by Remus and brought home.

Maybe it was because the river water and Remus' scolding made her sober up a lot. At that time, she was holding his hand like this, standing at this intersection and looking at the whole lit-up town, as if seeing it for the first time .

Years later, the image of that time is still so clear and fresh, as if she had never left.

It's a pity that what is lit up now are all the stories of other people's homes.

She returned home along the familiar street, opened the door, and the fine dust hit her face, and the house smelled of stagnant wood caused by years of stagnant air circulation.Aurora opened all the windows one by one, and started cleaning, mainly cleaning out the kitchen, living room and her bedroom.

The gaps in the windows were stuffed with lots of notes and chewed gum and other rotten, disgusting goo, basically crooked stuff like "cursed monster house," "dead family monsters," or " Man-eating haunted house" and some images that are obviously deliberate.Aurora looked at some of them. Some of them had been soaked by rain and sunlight and turned brittle and yellow.

She thought she understood what Vox had told her to "be mentally prepared" before getting off the train.

It really doesn't look like anything has changed in this town, in every sense of the word.

She put on gloves, grabbed all those things into the trash can, and cleaned the window lattice vigorously with a brush.

……

After arriving in Plymouth, Snape went to the mobile residence that Newt had written in his letter, waiting to find Aurora together when he met Newt tomorrow.It was specially set up for wizards who travel long distances for a short time. No matter where they are in the UK, as long as they shake the special bell, they will be transported to the hotel immediately, and they can return to the place they came from when they shake it again.

When Snape arrived, he was surprised to find that there were many people from the Ministry of Magic, and quite a few were from the Department of Management and Control of Magical Creatures and Aurors. When he glanced over, several of them looked familiar.

Reminiscent of Newt's investigation, it's not difficult for Snape to guess what should have happened recently to keep the Ministry of Magic busy.

While he was waiting at the front desk to get the keys, he heard hurried footsteps behind him, mixed with conversations at a deliberately lowered volume.

"How about London?"

"It's okay for the time being, but it's hard to say, as long as we do what we are responsible for."

Gradually, both of them walked away.

The store owner Steele behind the counter is a woman with bronze-colored fluffy curly hair, wearing a pair of glasses with asymmetrical left and right shapes, and she always likes to play with a smooth and round bead in her hand.

She looked at the Ministry of Magic staff who were busy coming in and out, sighed a little, and lowered her head to find the key to Snape's room: "There are more and more people in the Ministry of Magic these days, and it is difficult to do business here. Excuse me How long do you intend to stay?"

"I'll come down every day and give you the fee for the day." Snape replied in a roundabout way, and then added, "I think your business here is pretty good."

Steele smiled hehe, his voice was hoarse and deep due to smoke, "That's all for now. You don't know how long it will take for some other people to come after this group of Ministry of Magic people leave."

Snape understood that she was talking about the group of gray wizards who would give good prices, and as far as he knew, the hotel had actually taken over a considerable part of the sale of stolen goods when the Dark Lord had just fallen.

"However, it is really rare for such a large number of Ministry of Magic personnel to go out." He said, taking the key handed over by the other party.

"Yeah, I heard that they are hunting down a group of dark wizards who violated the law." Steele thought for a while and said, "Even the retired Mr. Scamander has reappeared, it seems that this time It has been made more serious."

Snape originally planned to go upstairs, but after hearing her words, he thought that Newt was in Plymouth, so he couldn't help asking, "Then do you know where it is?"

"At first, it was said that they came from Northern Ireland. You know, after all, there is a distance between the sea and the Ministry of Magic. There are always places that are difficult to monitor. And that Mr. Scamander seems to be somewhere near the sea in the southwest of Great Britain. It seems that those people landed from there. There are no wizards going there recently, and it is said to be quite dangerous." Steele said as he poured himself a glass of whiskey with ice.

He didn't say anything, and quickly went upstairs to put his things in the room, opened the few books he brought with him, and planned to read for a while in his free time before dinner.

The view from the room is quite good, the window is facing the edge of the forest, and you can easily see the sea.The last touch of golden red of the sun is swallowed by the sea level, peeling off the dark blue of the sky, sparse stars twinkle in the sky, and the brown light reflects the silhouette of people in the corner, like a flower blooming from the shadow.

Snape flipped through the book in his hand, a little inexplicably distracted, always thinking of what Mrs. Steele said just now, saying that no wizards dare to go to the place where Newt is recently, and it is quite dangerous.

And the place where Newt is is Plymouth, Aurora's home.She lived there alone, was not allowed to use magic after leaving Hogwarts, and had not yet had the right to open the satchel with the magical creature in it.

He also thought of the Slytherin Horcrux, the girl in the chamber of secrets that was almost exactly the same as Aurora's portrait, and Dumbledore also suggested that it might be a better choice to send this Horcrux back to Aurora.

A sudden thought suddenly jumped into his mind - he no longer remembered the address and house number of Aurora's house, after all, he only visited it once or twice a few years ago.

This sudden thought made Snape a little manic. Isn't it normal to remember the address of an ordinary student who is about to enter his senior year?He's not the owl housekeeper at Hogwarts, and he has to teach the birds one by one to identify the home address of each student.

The wall clock on the wall made a dull beating sound, reminding all the tenants that they were ready to go downstairs for dinner.Snape looked up at the clock and found that the book in front of him hadn't been flipped for more than half an hour.

He frowned and closed the books roughly, then turned and went downstairs.

……

It was Scott Chevalier, Vaux's father, who suggested a visit to town.He invited Aurora to come to his house for dinner. He also said that the town has changed a lot in recent years, and the beach will be very lively tonight. He suggested that Aurora and the others go and have a look.

Vaux has never been interested in joining in the fun. Compared to wandering leisurely in a town that is completely unpopular with the residents of this town, he is more willing to go to the warehouse at home to tinker with those sophisticated mechanical gadgets.Recently he was looking for enough materials to assemble a handy set of daggers and other weapons.

The splendor and mystery of magic did not wear away his love for cold weapons, but gave him the idea of ​​combining the two.Too bad he can't use magic anymore once he leaves Hogwarts now.

However, Aurora planned to see if the video store and bookstore she frequented before were still there, so Vox went out with her.

Never go into town alone, especially after nightfall.This is the tacit understanding between the two children, almost from the day they first met each other.

The two of them ate a box of ice cream each, rolled up their trouser legs on the beach lined with mangroves, and dipped their bare feet in the shallow sea water.The residual heat of the sun still remains in the shallow surface waters of the ocean, and the sand under our feet is soft and cool.

Aurora jokingly talked about the rumors circulating in the school before the holiday, about him and Beverly, with a smile in her tone: "Everyone is guessing whether you will invite Beverly back this summer vacation .”

The boy's slender and straight body stiffened for a moment, he lowered his head to pick up shells on the beach, and then threw them into the water one by one, splashing transparent blue water splashes, staring at the last layer of broken shells floating on the sea surface. The distance of Jinmang: "It's really boring to discuss this kind of topic."

"So you invited her to play?" Aurora looked at the other party with a smile, and her eyes were bright amber illuminated by the afterglow of the twilight.

Vox rolled his eyes, ignored her, and continued throwing shells into the sea.

There are fireworks rising in the tourist area, blooming spherical flowers on the dark blue sky, and disappearing in a blink of an eye, the filaments rolling in the night sky like scattered streams, making Aurora inexplicably think of those girls flying around at the dance Up skirt.

"Want to make a wish?" she asked suddenly.There is no reason, she just wants to make a wish, the kind that has something to do with her mind.

"What?" Vaux didn't understand what the other party meant. What's the use of wishing on these illusory fireworks.Their lifespan decays faster than the morning dew and mist exposed to the sun, and it is too late to listen to a complete wish.

"Try it, these fireworks are so beautiful, don't make a wish and waste too much." After finishing speaking, Aurora closed her eyes and looked serious.

What's more, some wishes are impossible to realize, and they are the same for everything, just multiple consolations.

She began to think about her own wish, thinking silently in her heart, I hope to be able to...

Something in the sea began to stir, stirring up a surging tide, and gradually lurking towards the shore.

Aurora opened her eyes suddenly, and saw a straight stream of water converging towards the most lively tourist area, where the unburned sparks of the fireworks fell.

"What's that?" Vox looked at the vortex in disbelief.

"It's a magical marine creature." Aurora was stunned for a while, "It's heading for a place with light."

"Aurora—?!"

Without any hesitation, Aurora started running towards that bright and happy place, trying to intercept the approaching vortex.Long light golden hair and pale waves bloomed behind her, like schools of fish chasing each other.

The fireworks are still blooming, and they are so beautiful again and again, so fragile that they are frightening.

Aurora watched those colored light spots collapsing above her head, and suddenly thought that the reason why she wanted to make a wish on it might be because she also knew that her unfulfilled wish was as unrealistic as it was.

The author has something to say:

The mobile dormitory is something I made up...

Well, Merry Christmas.

Recently, there are some cavins, maybe it will be fine in the fifth grade, and it will be updated from time to time.

All you can see here are ninjas hahahahaha