[HP] Butterfly Effect

Eventually, Aurora landed a summer job at a magical pet shop.The owner was Mrs Brent, an old woman with flaxen shaggy curls, sunken tawny eyes, and heavy crystal spectacles, always dressed in a faded clean woolen parquet. Shawls, even in July.

It was a coincidence that Aurora got the job, but it wasn't entirely an accident.Because when she walked into the store, all the magic pets fell silent and looked at her in unison.Mrs. Brent discovered that this little girl had the ability to easily get close to these eccentric little things. Usually, it took her two days to complete the health check of each magic pet, but Aurora could finish it in one morning, because the pets were all very cooperative.

Mrs. Brent could see no reason at all for rejecting the little girl.

In this way, Aurora stayed in this magical pet shop in Diagon Alley for more than half a month. What she did every day was to clean the cages and feed the pets to ensure their health.Thanks to this experience, she has memorized the incantations of the cleansing spell perfectly, but she just can't practice it.

Before leaving Hogwarts, every freshman is strictly warned not to use magic outside of school, otherwise they face the risk of being expelled.Aurora never thought of testing the execution and sensitivity of the Ministry of Magic.

Mrs. Brent was an elegant and delicate woman, with the poise and manner of an old and well-bred family in her manner.This can be seen from the details of her dress. Most of her clothes are not new and gorgeous, but they must be neat and decent.Even the hem of the skirt is spotless, and every curl is where it should be.No matter how busy the store is, every afternoon at 03:30 is the unshakable afternoon tea time.

The old lady loves black tea, and the must-have fruit shortbread every time is filled with sweet dried fruit and sprinkled with a thin layer of icing sugar.When Aurora ate it for the first time, she was sure that her employer would have a common topic of sweets with Principal Dumbledore.

After eating the sadly sweet fruit shortbread for ten days in a row, Aurora offered to prepare the afternoon tea by herself, because she found that the old lady could only make this kind of biscuit, which was a nightmare.

Thanks to Helga Hufflepuff's culinary talent radiating to most of the Hufflepuff students, Aurora made several apple cinnamon biscuits and strong tea cakes using the materials she had.In this way, at last, during the afternoon tea time every day, the villain in my heart has to silently recite Dumbledore's name while drawing the cross of nothingness.

The peak business season for the Magic Pet Shop is July every year, when there is a new wave of Hogwarts.Every little wizard who received the admission notice, together with their guardian or teacher, flocked to the crowded and bustling Diagon Alley in just a few days, making the already narrow and crooked alley even more crowded.

Beverly's part-time job is the Lihen Bookstore opposite. The receptionist folds the order sheets into thousands of paper cranes, and then makes them fly to Beverly's hands one after another.The brown-haired girl walks through the bookshelves all day long, and sometimes encounters some weird books that the seniors need to buy, and it takes a lot of effort to make them obey the buyer.

In my impression, the most difficult book Beverly has encountered should be the "Monster Book of Monsters".Because of their ferocity, they even had to be collectively locked in a special iron cage to bite each other, and the manager needed to use his magic wand over and over again to rescue those books that were about to be torn apart by his companions and then restore them.

So Beverly got used to tying her hair up and wearing a wizard hat to protect it all.This method is very effective, after all, you never know what very funny books may be on the shelves of books you pass.

There was a gory example last week, when a new Ravenclaw girl was forced to say goodbye to her limp, flowing blonde locks because she didn't have a tie.Now she looks at herself in the mirror every day with hair that is only as short as her ears, and her eyes are as red as if she had just applied onions.

As for the "Invisibility Book of Invisibility", Merlin didn't know where they were.

But none of this was the reason for Beverly's irritability and displeasure.

What she really doesn't like is that Lockhart who comes to the bookstore every day to promote his new book signings, and then brags about the legendary experience he wrote in the book, and the coat is always coquettishly placed on his shoulders and he likes to twirl his hair gentlemen.Beverly couldn't appreciate a man's fondness for grapefruit-colored clothes any more than she could appreciate Lockhart's goofy smile at everyone who approached him.

In short, every detail of this man shows his exaggeration and impracticality.And because Beverly traveled to England with her master since she was a child, she unfortunately realized this the second day after he appeared.However, his book fans and the reporters of the Daily Prophet seemed unable to find out. The number of people who came every day almost overwhelmed this not-so-large bookstore.

Halfway through the summer vacation, Diagon Alley was not so lively.Only a small number of freshmen who have saved enough money will come to Diagon Alley to buy things for the start of school.

Aurora has been in correspondence with Vox during this time. He will send Aurora some photos and mechanical gadgets invented at home, and Aurora will give back some handmade cookies.

The white paper boats that are put into the river in the days slowly slide forward in the cries of owls and cats, in cups of pure and fragrant black tea, and in plates of fragrant scones. It was wobbly and very stable.It is always moving forward, but it does not know what the next stop will be like.

Aurora sits on the high stool in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the magic pet shop every day, watching the people coming and going outside, listening to Mrs. Brent talking about the magical animal authority she admired in her youth, Newt Scamander's All kinds of deeds are the reason why she decided to open this magic pet shop.Aurora guessed that the reason why the old lady treated her so well was probably because her talent was similar to Newt's.

She suddenly became curious about this senior with the same talent who was separated from her by decades.

Time slipped into August, and the rain in London began to patter again.In the clear sky, the mountains where the trees can be seen at a glance have all been wiped out by the mist and rain, leaving only a thin blue outline still visible.Every shop in Diagon Alley was shrouded in rain and fog, seriously hindering the footsteps of people who came to buy things.

The business of the bookstore is much busier than that of the pet store. Beverly often has no time to eat, so Aurora goes to find her every day with fresh and hot meals.The two children huddled on the stone steps under the eaves, holding their lunch boxes and eating and chatting slowly. The transparent raindrops in front of them were drawn from the roof to the ground like a curtain, blooming into blossoms.

At the beginning of August, the magic pet store received several orders and asked for door-to-door delivery.The person who placed the order was an old acquaintance of Mrs. Brent, from the days when her family was still alive.The other party asked to send a snowy owl and a long-tailed wood owl to the house, as pets for sending letters to the children who were about to go to magic school.

In the past, Mrs. Brent went to this kind of thing in person, but this time she had been bedridden for several days because of an old problem. These days, Aurora took care of the shop, even the broom next door The shopkeeper felt incredible when he saw it.She's just a 12-year-old kid.

In the end, Aurora decided to send the owl to the other party according to the return address left on the letter. Mrs. Brent gave her a simple map, still without the kind of east, west, north, south.Aurora sighed when she got the map, and looked at the old lady's dire situation, and realized that she couldn't ask for more.

Before leaving, she cleaned the entire shop, took in all the magic pets hanging outside, and locked the shop door tightly.

This is not a good weather to go out. The heavy rain has become so dense that the colors of all the houses and trees are blurred in such torrential rain, and things ten meters away are already blurred.

Aurora put on her raincoat and boots, and then covered the cage containing the two owls with a piece of nylon, leaving a gap at the bottom edge for them to breathe.Then she held an umbrella, walked into the cool and transparent rain curtain, and walked towards the destination stepping on the rain flowers all the way.

She began to miss the Thestral cub, the Thestrals never make mistakes in leading the way, this is simply an enviable talent.

She started at noon, and Mrs. Brent told her that if all went well, she would be at the family's gate in half an hour.But Aurora didn't hope that "everything will go well" in her words. She really knew her own lost nature all too well.

So when she asked about the destination all the way, she was not surprised to find that the time was almost one o'clock in the afternoon.

Having been walking in the rain for nearly an hour, Aurora no longer had any hope for the cleanliness of her appearance. When handing over the two owls, she habitually pulled her smile away and showed her small white teeth: "A total of Thirty-five Galleons and eight Silver Cosi."

The other party put the money in a small cloth bag and handed it to Aurora, and then the black iron gate in front of him was tightly closed again.

Aurora put the umbrella on her shoulder, pinched it with her head tilted, opened the bag, counted the number, and put it in her pocket after confirming that it was correct.When the rain-soaked hand was pulled out of the pocket, the map was pulled out, fell to the ground, and quickly turned into a mass of waste paper printed with black ink.She let out an ah, looked back at the misty country road and the brown mud under her jumpsuit, and let out a long sigh.

The heavy rain washed away and softened the surface of the soil at the fastest speed, smoothing out all the traces of coming.Reluctantly relying on memory, Aurora walked through the forest path. The raindrops blocked by layers of leaves no longer covered her so densely, and the air was filled with a strong smell of actinomycetes and humus.

The rain in the forest is light green.It is an illusory color that only appears when they are in free fall, and disappears once they hit the ground or are caught by the umbrella.

Such a scene reminded Aurora of Plymouth, that quiet and leisurely seaside mountain town, her hometown in this world.Chajuan seemed very happy to be able to return to the forest he was familiar with. Sitting on Aurora's shoulders, he kept shaking the two green leaves above his head, and stretched out his slender and long fingers to try to reach the clear and crystal rainwater.

However, when she woke up from this trance of intimacy, she couldn't find the way back at all.

There is a forked road ahead, left and right, which look exactly the same.

Aurora walked both ways for a while, and couldn't remember where she came from at that time.She waited in place for a while, no one passed by, it seemed that she really had to rely on luck to guess.

She thought for a long time, until the rain had stopped, and finally decided to go left.No matter where you go, as long as you can see people, you can just ask the way back. The worst result is to go around for a few hours and miss dinner.

After making up her mind, Aurora put away her umbrella to comfort herself, and at the same time stepped onto the trail full of rotten leaves on the left.

She kept her father's pocket watch in her hand, and checked the time every time she walked, and the second hand ticked, walking carelessly and conscientiously.Aurora was not relieved until the surrounding forest became more and more open, and stone roads and alleys appeared in front of him.At the same time, I noticed that my calves and feet were already sore and unbearably sore from the long journey.

Gritting her teeth and running quickly into the alley, Aurora was completely relieved after stepping on the smooth and hard stone road.But when she looked up to see the scene in front of her, she was stunned, because it didn't look like Diagon Alley here.

Black, like what was left after being burned by flames, covered every corner of this alley.The people here are all wearing dirty, old and dark clothes, and the way they walk is a kind of stiffness that humans cannot do.The wizard closest to Aurora was squatting on the ground, holding a half-decomposed frog in his hand, and at his feet was a drenched brown tabby cat with only one eye, which was frighteningly thin.

Maybe it was the appearance of Aurora that made them feel very interesting. Gradually, many people began to gather around.

A dry gray hand rested on Aurora's shoulder. Its owner was as thin and sickly as it was. Veins crawled across her forehead and the back of her hand, looking like so many small snakes.She had just touched Aurora, and Aurora was almost jumping up in terror.

"Honey, what do you want to buy?" She grinned, showing sparse black and yellow teeth, and her voice was hoarse.The tea roll jumped out from under Aurora's rain hat, raised his fingers and stabbed at the back of the woman's hand fiercely, causing the woman to yell out in pain.

The little girl hurriedly held the tea roll in her hands, grabbed the long-handled umbrella in her hand and ran forward with all her might.Everyone along the way was looking at her, with a treacherous and sinister smile on their faces, as if they were watching a rabbit struggling to die.

She didn't know how long she ran until a large-scale and brightly lit store appeared in front of her.It was probably the only shop with lights on in this alley, so Aurora ran in almost without thinking.

The moment the door was closed, she was so tired that she could hardly stand up.She looked back and saw those grinning people standing outside the glass window, pointing at her, the expressions on their faces reminded her of the Peterson family in Plymouth.

She wiped the sweat and rain off her face, then looked back into the shop, and immediately realized that she had entered the wrong place:

There are grotesque horrors everywhere.A shriveled human hand on a cushion, a string of sharp objects hanging from the oppressive low ceiling, blood-stained playing cards, a naked eye staring at her, expressions on the wall Scary masks, whose material is invisible under the light, is a feeling between skin and rubber.

For some reason, Aurora remembered the ghost story told by some senior Gryffindors on Halloween at school - using a kind of horrible black magic to keep the skin on the face of the scared to death. The final look makes them look forever screaming and terrified, and just peeling off their face skin makes for the most terrifying mask ever.

The line of sight advances to the end of the empty room, where there is a tall smooth counter with various human skulls on it.

This is not the place I should come to!

Aurora felt that the rainwater all over her body was frozen, and the inexplicable cold made her teeth chatter, and her brain immediately issued an order to the stiff limbs—run!

She turned around without any hesitation, but saw two people approaching here through the square floor-to-ceiling glass window in front of her.Aurora quickly looked around, and then hid behind the dark satin curtain on the left.

She couldn't tell why she wanted to hide, but the situation at the time didn't allow her to think so much.It is probably the instinct of all human beings to avoid unknown dangers.

There was a huge bookcase hidden behind a curtain, and the floor was littered with books.Aurora casually lowered her head and glanced at the place where she could set her feet. Her eyes were full of scrawled Latin and Gothic fonts, and she could vaguely recognize some kind of "black magic" or "monster record".

There was the sound of a door opening, then footsteps and voices.Aurora squatted herself in a small open space surrounded by books, her hand holding the tea roll trembling slightly.She felt that she was sweating, but the cold on her back made her want to shiver.

"Oh yes yes, I do have these special books," she heard a sly voice say, the tone reminding one of the smoothness of a viper swimming through a swamp, "but say Honestly, I was really surprised to see you again. I thought you wouldn't be here again."

"If there's anything I want here," said another voice, with a low voice and a slightly drawn tone, sounding like the strings of a cello being plucked slowly.Aurora could almost imagine the way that person was speaking, one hand must have been across his waist, and the other hand was habitually pulling the side edge of the robe, expressionless.

Severus Snape.

She sure.

"Aren't you afraid that people from the Ministry of Magic will come to trouble you again?"

"If I don't come, they will also come to trouble me."

"Okay." The other party smiled, "I'll go find what you want. The goods that just arrived recently, you are really lucky."

Aurora was startled when she heard footsteps approaching her, and stood up quickly.The tea roll climbed onto her shoulder and raised her finger threateningly.

She stepped back, but bumped into the bookcase behind her, and was hit on the top of her head by something thick and hard, and fell into her rain hat.Aurora resisted making a sound, trying to grab the thing that fell into her hat with her backhand, and her head hurt suddenly.

Startled by the thing that just fell, Chajuan climbed up the bookcase to the locked floor-to-ceiling glass window, and easily opened the lock with his nimble and slender fingers.

Aurora didn't care about the danger and consequences of being discovered soon, she rushed to hold the tea roll in her hand, squeezed out the window and ran out desperately.

The author has something to say:

Recently, the entity that has played Twilight fans, the update speed is relatively slow.

Regarding the question of "No use of magic outside the school", judging from the letter sent to Harry by the Ministry of Magic, it is not allowed anywhere outside the school.But as soon as the second part opened, Hermione helped Harry repair his glasses with magic in Diagon Alley.

To sum up, Zongsi is used to detect magic, but it is not perfect, and anyone around who uses magic can be found.Diagon Alley is full of wizards, so the magic part is not clear who used the magic, so Hermione was not invited to tea.

Logically speaking, Aurora can do the same.But she knows nothing about the setting of this world and the plot of the original book, and she is a well-behaved Hufflepuff. Of course, she does what the teacher says, so she dare not use magic.

Above, personal opinion.