[HP] Butterfly Effect

Time slides into October silently, the warmth and clearness of the summer fades and the green leaves and roses wither away together, a light green fog is brewing in the woods, and the clouds full of rain are floating It is lower, connected with the distant towering gray-blue mountains, within reach.

Hogwarts was wrapped in pale green and rich white again.

One day during the last week of the one-month detention, Professor Flitwick found Aurora and asked her to help tidy up the private library in his office.Ravenclaw's obsession with books and knowledge is astonishing, as evidenced by Professor Flitwick's own sizable library.

He promised Aurora that after sorting out, he could choose some books he liked and go back to read them until she finished them.Aurora guessed it was because he had engraved the contents of all the books here in his mind.Aurora was grateful for this, not only for Professor Flitwick's generous promise, but also for his offer to clean up Filch's bathroom a second before he was about to stuff himself in Myrtle's bathroom. library.

To be honest, Professor Flitwick's library really didn't need such cumbersome activities, they were already very tidy, except that the books he took out recently were piled up on the floor and on the table in a mess.

It's very easy, with the experience of tidying up the library, Aurora can finish it in about half an hour.

When the tidying work was finished, the window glass was soaked by the dense raindrops, and a thin mist covered it.Aurora cast her gaze out and saw the pale gray sky, the endless green forest and the foggy black lake, as well as the students who covered the rain with their hands or coats and hurried to the castle.

She put the last book back in its rightful place, and began looking through Professor Flitwick's library.It's a great way to pass the time when there are so many books in content and quantity.Aurora didn't want to go back to the teaching area so soon. In fact, she even thought this month's detention was good before Filch ordered her to Myrtle's bathroom repeatedly.

Compared with the gossip faced by most of the school.

Thinking of this, Aurora discovered the disadvantages of her academy for the first time. Hufflepuff is good at everything, even gossip spreads really fast.As long as there is a slight hint, they can make it quickly bloom thousands of flowers that compete in splendor in the prime of spring, even the magic spell is not so gorgeous.

One month, whether it is long or short, at the end of it is approaching Halloween, and the trend of the topic has begun to change significantly.When his detention punishment is over, and the much-anticipated Halloween will come, then this incident will really pass.

As for the Halloween event, which has been the favorite topic of the little badger and lion cubs for a week, Aurora is really not interested.Since that potion class, she has been living in Halloween every day, feeling that her whole body is aging from the soul, and she is really powerless to feel the joy of such a young child.

She squatted on the ground and looked at the row of heavy books on the bottom floor, thinking casually about Halloween. If Vox and Beverly had no arrangements, then they would go to the Forbidden Forest to find Hagrid together.Dumbledore announced two days ago that there is no need to leave homework for each subject on Halloween, and the chartered students can have a make-up carnival without being injured or overdone.

At that time, the children in the restaurant were so excited that they jumped up and threw their hats into the air. If the conditions were not allowed, the Gryffindors even planned to set off some magical fireworks to celebrate.

Aurora looked at the kind, gentle and refined principal, and suddenly felt that the gentleman-like protagonists in the messy books she had read before had face.Truth be told, sometimes she wondered if Snape and Dumbledore's ages had been accidentally mistaken by time, and their headmaster was the 23-year-old headmaster.

Fingers brushed the rows of spines lightly, and Aurora's sight was attracted by a dark brick book. On the spine, some cracked and fallen bronzing letters could be vaguely identified as "Before Hogwarts was established".

Looks like a book about a school founder?

With a heart move, Aurora pulled it out from the bottom of the bookshelf, pulling out a burst of dust.She skillfully cast a cleansing spell, then sat down on the spot and began to flip through the book, shedding brittle paper fibers from her hands.

This is a handwritten book. The author's handwriting is vigorous, unrestrained and unrestrained, and the chaotic environment of the time is vividly described in rich ink and color.

The first part is about the friction and contradictions between wizards and Muggles at that time. Some wizards took pleasure in enslaving or even killing Muggles, and some wizards were burned to death by Muggles as aliens. When I was young, I was persecuted quite miserably.After hundreds of years of struggle, both sides suffered heavy casualties.The reason for this is that there are far fewer wizards than Muggles.

These have already been learned in the history of magic class, Aurora skipped after a brief look, and went directly to the second part.

This section is about the four greatest wizards of the time - Godric Gryffindor, Rowena Ravenclaw, Helga Hufflepuff and Salazar Slytherin.

Unlike ordinary books, the records here are much more detailed, introducing the process of four people from strangers to acquaintances.Aurora noticed that the handwriting of this part has changed, becoming beautiful and slender, the typesetting is rigorous and beautiful, and the narrative technique of the previous part is very different.

In the previous part of the record, the issue of time is very vague, and it only emphasizes the chaos of the situation at that time, and strong emotions are the main theme.This part is very elegant, and the time is even accurate to a unit of measurement like a day.It looks more like it was written by a bystander, the emotional color is very light, you can hardly capture the author's subjective emotions, you are simply looking at some past things.

It is written in the book that Ravenclaw and Gryffindor are family friends. They grew up together, and then they met Hufflepuff and Slytherin, and they met together, because when they met, the two of them were peers.

The article didn’t explain the relationship between Hufflepuff and Slytherin, and just said “I met you earlier” to understate it. The evaluation is “one is brilliant and arrogant, and the other is considerate and gentle and tough. The two seem to have very different personalities. But weird harmony", apart from this, there is no pen and ink to describe these two people alone, but Gryffindor often appears together with the name of Slytherin in the later period.

But Aurora found that although Hufflepuff hardly had any conflicts with anyone, she could always persuade Slytherin whenever the other three had any disputes.

Aurora suddenly remembered that every time he talked about Helga with Salazar, the other party always refused to answer or go around, and suddenly felt that the relationship between these two people was very delicate.

This part ends when the ideas of the four founders gradually began to have irreconcilable differences. Hufflepuff was the last one to express her views. Before that, she never publicly expressed her opinions on the admission of students, although she was almost the newcomer. Don't refuse to treat people equally.

The author begins the closing paragraph with the sentence "Things have become so acute that there is no way to retreat", explaining that Hufflepuff, in "desperate desperation, chose an idea similar to Gryffindor's and supported Muggle-born wizards. Enrollment".

The last sentence at the end - "This caused Slytherin to break with the others".

Aurora was stunned for a moment, feeling that there was something wrong with how to understand this sentence. What does the word "this" mean?What does it refer to?Put in such a context, it gives people a thrilling feeling that Slytherin left because of Hufflepuff's side.According to the consistent rigorous attitude of the author of this part of the content, such obfuscation undoubtedly makes people feel weird.

Aurora turned to the next article, and the handwriting that caught her eyes changed again.Compared with the almost inhuman neatness and beauty of the previous article, the handwriting this time is much softer and more accommodating, with slender branches like young flower vines stretching across the page.But it made Aurora feel inexplicably familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

This part of the content is very plain. It is about how Hogwarts was built, what facilities and free space it has, as well as the divisions, management and teaching concepts of each college.The degree of sophistication is quite satisfactory, the emotional color is flat and moderate, and it is smooth and smooth without ups and downs.If the article of the first person is vodka-like spirits, the second person is exquisite and elegant black tea, and the style of the last person undoubtedly gives people the feeling of drinking a glass of ordinary warm water.

A three-part story about Hogwarts before and after Hogwarts was founded, written by three very different personalities.

Aurora rested her head on the bookshelf for a while, and suddenly found that the styles of these three people perfectly matched the core spirit of the three Hogwarts houses.

Then something suddenly exploded in her mind, whizzing past like a gust of wind.

Aurora lowered her head, carefully observed the handwriting and writing characteristics of the last person, and finally affirmed that this style and appearance were exactly the same as the poem "To SS" in Salazar's diary.

That was not written by Salazar to revenge himself, it was written by others long ago.And it's the same person who wrote this part.

Thinking of this, she suddenly wondered who the authors of this book were.She already had her own guesses, but they were not facts after all.

Professor Flitwick quickly gave a definite reply: "This is the handwritten relic left by the three founders. It can be regarded as their own memoirs in their later years. After they finished writing each, they were bound together and kept in the principal room until Professor Dumbledore gave it to me. He knew I liked the books."

"Memoir?" Aurora looked at the book in her arms and felt a little strange, "But only the first two people are reminiscing, and the last person didn't write anything about himself at all, just put Hogwarts inside and out. It’s just been introduced once.”

"Oh, that's what Helga Hufflepuff wrote," Flitwick said. "It was really helpful when I first arrived at school. I think that's what she meant, to give everyone A detailed description of the structure of the school from the new headmaster. She is said to be a very gentle and caring person, Ravenclaw said so, as I am sure you have seen before."

"If this is the case, wouldn't it be better for her to make this part into a book?"

"That might be..." Flitwick hesitated, then replied, "Maybe she doesn't want to write about herself."

Aurora agreed with Flitwick's point of view, and then borrowed the book with Flitwick's consent.

Back in the dormitory, she nestled on the bed, drew down the bed curtains around the pillars tightly, opened Salazar's diary, took out the thin parchment from a few books sandwiched by the pillow, and tried her best to copy Hero's words carefully. Ergar's handwriting, and then put the paper under the page where Salazar was, and reproduce the handwriting again.

She wrote, "So, the Slytherin common room was finalized at the bottom of Hogwarts Lake, and I placed the Hufflepuff common room in the basement as well."

The last letter was formed, and Salazar remained motionless: "You forgot to add the word kitchen, and the kitchen is also in the basement."

After finishing speaking, he curled his tail, shrunk the sentence copied by Aurora into a branch and wrapped it around it, staring at the little girl in front of him.

"I just found a book. Professor Flitwick told me that it was a memoir written by Helga and the others. It's a pity that Helga didn't write her own, but just introduced the school. Ravenclaw wrote about you and Helga We've known each other for a long time, isn't it true?"

"It's useless to read all day long, no wonder Potions class is always stepping on the line."

"...a Hufflepuff's homage to the founder of his house."

"You'd better maintain your admiration for your poor potions professor from the academic point of view, or do you really want to be his most memorable student?"

"...No, I cherish life."

Aurora put the diary on her bent knees, sank her upper body into the soft pillow, and sighed deeply. She originally thought that she could get some interesting news, but now it seemed that it was impossible.

Then, she suddenly remembered Salazar's insistence on "pure-blood theory" and the poem written in that book, as well as the last ambiguous sentence of Ravenclaw. He wrote in a very cryptic way: "Speaking of which, I seem to have forgotten to ask, who wrote the poem last time?"

Salazar opened his golden eyes, and dense cracks climbed up Aurora's words, tearing them apart one after another.He sneered, showing his sharp white fangs and spitting out purple letters, looking more ferocious than ever before: "Isn't it good to live?"

Aurora shivered, and immediately wrote: "...Sorry, I won't ask any more."

Unexpectedly, Salazar was silent for a moment, and then flicked out two words from the tip of his tail, "Good night."

The diary is automatically closed.

Aurora knew that generally Salazar didn't plan to talk to people like this, unless it was hard to think about it, it was best not to bother him.

She lay back on the pillow again.

It's still raining.

……

There is one more day before the make-up carnival on Halloween, but it is the most difficult Wednesday for the little badgers, because there is a potion class on this day.

Since the last "SS" incident, Aurora never dared to bring Salazar's diary to Potions class. After all, as long as students with normal brain size and positive IQ would not want to explode in Snape Edge testing.

This has nothing to do with being smart or not, it's entirely a biological survival instinct.

In the past month, she has been sticking to the last row of the classroom under a narrow window, quite far away from the podium.But she didn't know if it was a hallucination or what, Aurora found that whenever she buried her head in writing, when she looked up again, Snape would always stand eerie not far from her.The feeling of her eyes falling on her hand was as sharp and cold as if it had been rolled by an angular block of ice.

Of course she didn't feel that Snape was looking at her intently and scrutinizingly, she still had some self-knowledge.So he seemed to pay extra attention to what she was writing.

Aurora felt a little guilty, always thinking that it had something to do with that diary.And the fact is indeed the case, but it is completely different from Aurora's conjecture.

What Snape cared about was whether the notebook in her hand was still the one that made him feel very uncertain last time, not what she wrote.However, according to his own observations several times, the little girl never brought that notebook into the classroom again.

Thinking of this, he turned the lesson plan in his hand to the last page of the teaching plan, "The textbook is 186 pages [-] to [-], the homework is now completed, and then you can start to scare your classmates to make fun of each other .”

There was a howling sound from below.

"But, Professor. Headmaster Dumbledore said no homework is required until Halloween." A certain Hufflepuff looked at Snape seriously.Aurora sighed, and resignedly took out her notebook to copy the questions, feeling that this classmate was the real warrior.

"So I asked you to do it in class, so you don't need to take it home." Snape raised his eyebrows, and his low, melodious voice drew out dangerously, "So, what are you waiting for?"

"Oh my god, he still has this trick." Cecilia took out the notebook in disbelief.There was a rustling sound of flipping books in the classroom.

"This is probably the Halloween present that Professor Snape gave us." Aurora re-dipped the ink with the pen, and said, "It's a good theme, isn't it?"

Fortunately, they were all purely theoretical questions. Aurora would not collapse as much as if she cooked them by herself, and most of them had been tutored by Salazar.But to be honest, she admired the filtering function of her brain even more. Otherwise, after Salazar's eloquent answers, she probably remembered his sarcasm the most.Then she wrote Salazar's exact words in her homework book...

Very well, then Snape would tell her to fuck off the next day, both in the sense of Hogwarts and the wizarding world.

Thinking of this, she pursed her lips, finished writing the last word, then got up and walked to the podium and handed the notebook to the podium in front of Snape.

Just as she was about to turn around and leave, Snape suddenly said, "Today is your last day of confinement, isn't it?"

"Uh, yes." Aurora scratched the back of her ears awkwardly, then nodded cautiously and restrainedly, her light brown eyes met the indifferent gaze hanging from the top of her head.After a few seconds of contact, Aurora lowered her eyes, because Snape's eyes were too oppressive.

I didn't feel anything when I was separated from the classroom, but it was very stressful to get close to him and stare at him.

"Go to the school gate after dinner."

Aurora understood that it seemed that he needed some kind of potion ingredient that was guarded by magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest.

After realizing this, an untimely image popped up in her mind - Snape wearing a gardener's hat was holding a shovel called Aurora to shovel a flower with claws.

Aurora couldn't help but wanted to laugh a little, but was forced to swallow it back by Snape's eyes.

His voice was cool, like the feeling of a snake licking his skin: "Are you happy to let you go to the Forbidden Forest?"

Aurora was stunned for a moment, wondering whether the other party asked her to go to the Forbidden Forest for confinement alone, or went to find materials together with him: "Don't you want to go together?"

As soon as she said it, she regretted it, because the up-and-down conversation was so awkward to understand, as if she laughed because she thought Snape would go with her too.The rest of the classroom obviously thought the same way, all laughing lowly.Snape's face was instantly darker than ever before.

Seeing that the new dean of Slytherin was about to say something, Aurora decisively chose to run away: "Goodbye, professor!"

Salazar was right, their potions master must have been impressed with her.

Not long after leaving the classroom, Cecilia stood in the crowd and waved to Aurora.She looked at the little girl who just ran out, her eyes were curious and examined, and her tone was full of the fantasy and certainty of a prophet: "You want to go to the Forbidden Forest with Professor Snape?"

"The last day of confinement." Sensing that the other party seemed to have misunderstood something, Aurora corrected and added.

"That's right."

"……Um."

"I really want to know how you feel right now."

"I just hope Professor Dumbledore doesn't know."

If even their amiable headmaster heard about the insane incident last time, then almost the entire Hogwarts staff knew about it...

Thinking of this, Aurora sighed, grabbed the blond hair and walked towards the restaurant.Cecilia standing behind her was stunned, apparently misunderstood what Aurora meant, and her first reaction was that Aurora had said before that her ideal type was the old principal.Coupled with this time when Aurora said with a dejected look that she didn't want the principal to know, a series of weird connections suddenly appeared in the little girl's mind.

The author has something to say:

Discussed with my friend yesterday for a while, she said that it is [normal copy] to squeeze Lily away from a young age and then capture the professor, and it is [difficult copy] to enter school with Harry and then attack the professor. The time period I chose is [hell copy] ...

Immediately, I felt that what she said made sense.Sad to split...

So this article is very gentle, very slow, so slow as a snail carrying a turtle...you need to feel it with your heart. [Hold the grass, what am I talking about...]

The fuzzy outline of the outline is more likely to be determined, and one chapter is saved for the manuscript.

I am probably a Buddhist writer at the gold statue level, and I have a bunch of Buddhist readers like me.

Cheers, plain water! !