[HP] Butterfly Effect

After the holidays, everything in school returned to its usual state.It was snowing on the day I came back, and the temperature was so low that even if I was wrapped in the thickest cotton clothes, I could always feel the drenched cold water vapor penetrating into the bone crevices, and I could hear the sound of ice slag being crushed between the joints even when I moved.

The heavy snow had almost buried Hogwarts, and under the dark gray sky, only the dark green of the Forbidden Forest was still dignified and conspicuous.The overwhelming dense paleness almost overwhelms this ancient castle.

The magic school in the middle of winter is as white as a clean and gentle dream.

Since Aurora received the Potions class notes at Christmas, she finally got rid of the tragic fate of the polarization between theory and practice, and evolved from a line-stepping expert to the state she is most satisfied with, neither good nor bad. No fault.

Unlike Aurora's relief, Salazar knew that even with the student notes of the legendary "youngest potion master", Aurora could only struggle from stepping on the line for a while. After the cut-off, he was not stingy with his harsh words.

Fortunately, Aurora's mentality is very good, and after getting along for nearly half a year, she has long been used to Salazar's sharpness.Otherwise, the founder's way of speaking can crush the self-confidence of ordinary little girls into molecules.

A new semester begins.After Aurora found out that she finally didn't have to step on the line, she put in a lot of effort to learn Potions, hoping to maintain this sense of security until the final assessment of the school year.

But Aurora is weak in the operation of brewing potions, which greatly restricts her tutoring on the field.If she waved the cauldron in the library, Madam Pince would throw her into the black lake to feed the fish in the next second.

This problem troubled her for several days, until Beverly pointed her to a clear path—the second floor of the castle, Myrtle's bathroom.

When she heard this suggestion, she was immediately in awe of Beverly.However, Bill and Vaux thought it was a good idea and raised their hands in favor.

"Actually, that place is an excellent place to take refuge besides brewing potions." Bill said without changing his expression, facing Aurora's eyes that were full of ghosts, "If you are chased to nowhere, then you can hide in the Myrtle's lavatory is guaranteed. Enemy combatants hunker down for a while before giving up."

After eating the last bite of the sandwich in her hand, Aurora looked at the other person strangely: "...don't tell me you went in. The name Myrtle doesn't look like a boy no matter what."

"Actually, I'm not the only one who went in." Bill put his hand on the shoulder of Vaux, who was pretending to be looking up at the sky, and hugged him towards him, pinching him with his fingers, "Just this year Halloween, not long ago. You and Professor Snape went to the Forbidden Forest that day, and I must say, you really escaped a disaster. You can't imagine how tragic the battle was that night."

"They all hid in the women's bathroom. Is it hard to imagine how tragic it is?" Beverly replied lightly.Vox almost vomited blood after hearing this, "It was an accident, my eyes were blurred and I couldn't see clearly, that's why I accidentally went in."

"Understood. It's like this when the desire to survive comes up, human instinct." Beverly remained expressionless, her dark brown eyes calm.Walker suddenly felt that he was pierced by a sword from the heart to the kidney.

Therefore, there is really a scientific reason for the branch school to be verified. People from the same school speak in the same way as if they were framed by a formula.The only difference is one of degree.

If Beverly was still a young snake that had just hatched, then Snape was probably an invulnerable giant python.As for Salazar, he conflicts with the defined category of human beings and does not belong to the scope of the study.

Since the other three people agreed, Aurora also dubiously decided to go with them to the women's toilet that no one dared to go to.The combination of four attracted the attention of many students along the way, probably because they have never seen Slytherin and Gryffindor get along so harmoniously.

After all, with the inhuman fight between the two academies in the Quidditch field last time, the rest of the people had every reason to look at this combination strangely.The Hufflepuffs were different, they didn't get hurt no matter who they played against, because they were rarely the ones to win.

Walking into the castle from the snow-covered garden, Aurora suddenly thought of a question, "So, what are you hiding on Halloween? It's so miserable."

"Oh, it's nothing." Bill replied briskly, "It's just those girls who have been chasing our violin prince since last year. It's hard to give up, and the scene got a little out of control in the end."

Vaux almost staggered forward and glared at his roommate.

Aurora asked in surprise: "Who were those last year? These kids are quite persistent."

As soon as these words came out, the remaining three partners stopped at the same time and looked at Aurora with strange eyes, "You are also a child."

"Uh... where is that bathroom?" She touched the tip of her nose in embarrassment.

"This way." Beverly straightened her arms and pointed to the other end of the corridor.

Apart from the candlelight on the wall, there is no other light source in the closed corridor, only the gray glimmer of light flowing from the bathroom at the end, covering the ground like a film, barely enough to reach the first candlelight The edge of the lamp shadow.

Bill walked over first, glanced inside cautiously, and then looked back at Aurora: "Myrtle doesn't seem to be here now, you go in first." "Then where is she?" Aurora walked in slowly. while asking.

"Maybe it's in the toilet, maybe it's the ceiling." Vox shrugged. "Who knows."

"Does she look scary?" Aurora asked again, suddenly regretting coming in without any preparation.Wouldn't she be embarrassed if the other party looked very exciting.

"Of course not. In fact, it's hard for you to find a ghost that looks more like a nightmare than Peeves." Bill conveniently placed a silencing spell on the door.

"She used to be a student at Hogwarts." Beverly said, "Later, she died here due to an accident and became the ghost of this bathroom. No one dares to come to this bathroom again."

"Why? There are a lot of ghosts in the dining room." Aurora asked a little strangely. She originally thought that the bathroom was abolished because Myrtle was a very vicious ghost, but now it didn't seem to be the case.

Beverly pursed her lips, looking a little helpless: "Do you enjoy having other things around you when you go to the toilet?"

She touched the tip of her nose: "...that's how it is."

Imagine that you came to the bathroom when you were in a hurry, and you took off your pants with great difficulty, only to find a face in the toilet... Well, you may be so scared that you can’t even lift your pants, and the toilet is no longer used, so you can solve it on the spot .

"It's not an accident!" At this moment, a force that seemed to be squeezed out of the trachea, with a girl's unique tender and thin voice, came from the toilet cubicle closest to Aurora.The dark green wooden door opened with a whoosh, and a translucent girl in a Hogwarts uniform, glasses and twin ponytails lay on the edge of the toilet and stared at them.

Aurora was startled, but quickly realized: "You are..."

"Crybaby... Myrtle," Bill went on quickly.

Myrtle's complexion changed, a deep melancholy and gloomyness quickly covered her lifeless pearly white face without any warning, her high-pitched voice was raised even higher, and the words she spoke were piercing. There was a slight tingling on the eardrum, and a mournful cry burst out from the throat: "I knew you were all talking about me behind my back, saying that I am ugly and a crybaby! You are always like this, I knew you would be like this Say!"

After screaming, she plunged into the toilet, and a tall spray burst out like a fountain, splashing all over the floor.

"She's really a little nervous," Vox muttered, casting a Cleansing and Drying Charm on himself.Aurora shook the water on the cloak and agreed: "Adolescent girls are like this, it will be fine when they grow up."

"..." The other three cast strange gazes again.

"Of course it's very difficult for Myrtle," Aurora added.

After Beverly drained all the water on the ground, she found a place and sat down directly, and took out the Potions textbook and other things: "This place is very good, at least I think so. I have been here a lot time."

"Then here it is." Aurora nodded and sat next to Beverly.Vox scratched his hair and said, "We have herbalism with Ravenclaw in the afternoon, and I'll see you after class."

"See you later."

"See you later."

After that, Aurora laid out all the utensils for brewing the potion, and began to follow Beverly's instructions slowly.

After a while, Beverly looked at the quality of the potion in the crucible, and said to Aurora: "It's almost ready, you can put the evening primrose rhizome in it."

"Okay." Aurora put the notebook on the schoolbag casually, and sprinkled the materials prepared in advance into it.

"Don't put so much." Beverly saw that she sprinkled a large amount in it, and quickly stopped her, "This kind of herb is hard to find, so cherish it."

"There are a lot of them in the Forbidden Forest, just look for them again. But the premise is that the professors can't find out." Aurora said.

Beverly paused, and looked at the little girl in front of her with half-lidded eyelids: "Not everyone can bypass those magical animals as easily as you, otherwise why do the prices of potion ingredients vary?"

"...I forgot about that."

"...What do you remember?"

Aurora smiled and continued to stir the potion in the cauldron.Beverly shook her head, sighed, her gaze brushed Aurora's notebook inadvertently, and she was suddenly stunned: "Where are you from?"

"Ah?" Aurora looked back, "What's wrong?"

"Who gave this to you?" She pointed to the notebook with weird eyes, "The handwriting looks like...Professor Snape's?"

"Uh..." Aurora hesitated for a moment, then thought about it for a while, and when she was about to say something, a thin and smooth cry slipped into her ears, making her skin crawl, and the sound of gurgling water echoed in the distance. One after another in the room.

Myrtle flung herself out of the toilet and sat on the edge of the window sobbing, sounding like she was yanking the strings of an old violin, forcing vibrations into fragile, piercing notes.

Almost two hours had passed, and Aurora's potion was about to take shape, but Myrtle's tears were still like a faucet that she forgot to turn off, and there was no end to it.She suddenly admired the other party's perseverance, and asked, "Aren't you tired? I mean, you've been crying for so long."

Beverly gave her a strange look.

"That's because I was crying when I died, so I can only cry all the time." After speaking, Myrtle began to cry again, and a series of translucent gray tears fell down.

"Huh?" So... Myrtle actually cried to death? !Hogwarts students are really extraordinary!

Perhaps Aurora's expression was too dramatic, Myrtle withdrew her tears and turned into a vicious look, staring at the two little girls, her voice became hoarse and terrifying: "What do you want to say?! I know, you You must want to laugh at me like they do, bully me, and be very happy to see me cry! I just knew... woo woo woo—"

Aurora's focus is always clear: "Wait a minute, who are they?"

"It's those people who laugh at me. They bully me every day and call me ugly...I can only hide in the toilet and cry." Myrtle cried even louder after she finished speaking.

"So they killed you too?" Beverly frowned slightly and asked.

"No!" cried Myrtle, in a tearful voice, agitated. "I'm crying! I'm sorry, but a boy came in and said something I couldn't understand and disturbed me! I opened the door to drive him away." Let’s go, but the moment I open the door, I’m dead!”

"...?!"

Aurora twitched the corner of her mouth, "I'm so sorry... But, why did you..." Is there a landmine hidden outside or something?

"Then how do I know?!" Myrtle rushed over angrily, pointing the tip of her nose at Aurora's, and suddenly a bone-piercing coldness spread throughout Aurora's body.

Her tone became extraordinarily like those old witches in dark/dark/fairy/tales, every word was as sharp as if she wanted to goug out your flesh: "I only see a pair of big yellow eyes with vertically long pupils Black. Then, I died."

After speaking, she cried and jumped into one of the toilets, and disappeared again.

"Yellow...yellow eyes?" Aurora exhaled tremblingly, threw several warming spells at herself, breathing into her palms desperately to keep warm.

"I don't know." Beverly still frowned and shook her head, "Few people in the school know about Myrtle, and you can see that she herself is talking nonsense."

"But what is that yellow eyeball? Has the school never investigated it?" This is the death of a student.

"Myrtle has been here ages ago, so little is known," Beverly said. "Maybe some kind of dark magic jinx."

At this time, Vox and Bill, who had already finished class, slipped in through the door, "Hey. How is it? Is it okay here?"

Aurora nodded, leaving a relatively clean space for the two of them: "It's okay, except that the accompaniment is a bit monotonous." Bill looked clear, "Has Myrtle come back?"

"By the way, she also ambiguously stated the cause of her death." Aurora replied.

Vox looked at her in surprise and asked, "What? What did she say?" Aurora shrugged, a little helpless, "It's strange, it seems that there were people outside at the time, and then she died as soon as she opened the door. The last thing I remember is a To giant yellow eyes."

"Huge..." Bill pondered for a while, "Are you sure that with this adjective to modify the eyes, the other party will still be human?"

"I don't know about that." She shook her head.

Beverly said lightly: "Forget it, how many years have passed about Myrtle, and how many magical creatures there are in Hogwarts, it is estimated that the yellow eyeball has been taken to the Forbidden Forest long ago. Don't you Do you still want to be Sherlock Holmes?"

"Curiosity." Vaux spread his hands.

"My God, my hands are full of potion ingredients. I'll go wash it." After saying that, Aurora got up and walked to one of the faucets, and turned it on with her hand, but unfortunately no water came out.

"This is bad." Myrtle suddenly got out of another toilet, lying on the edge and staring at the children.The wet water didn't mess up her hair and robe at all, but her voice was cold and icy just picked up from an underground river, "If I were you, I would never go near that sink .”

"Why?" Bill became interested.

"I just saw a pair of huge yellow eyes in that sink. Then, I died." After speaking, Myrtle disappeared from the toilet again.

Aurora stared dumbfounded at the toilet where Myrtle disappeared, then looked at the faucet next to her potion powder-stained hands, and was taken aback by what was on it: "Is this a snake?"

The other children immediately gathered around, and they saw a lifelike little snake carved on the side of the faucet.

The author has something to say:

An update from before the exam, I’ve been so sad recently... I want to delete the text every time I type... [split]