[HP] Butterfly Effect

Life is not a novel, even if you come to England inexplicably, you cannot be Sherlock Holmes, not to mention that Holmes doesn't care about the accidental death of wizards.

The four children studied for a long time around the faucet carved with snakes, and finally ended with Aurora's "I'm so hungry" and Vaux's "Me too", resigned to their fate, packed up their things and stepped on the bell to the restaurant.

During the meal, all the ghosts in the restaurant gathered together and chatted about something.Soon, the fat monk came out of the wall, muttering non-stop, and he didn't even hear Aurora greet him.

The fat monk who came back to his senses fell back again, sat on the empty seat beside Aurora, and scratched his head with a smile: "What's the matter, cutie, what's the matter?"

The little girl shook her head, and took a bite of the bagel in her hand: "Oh, it's nothing special, just seeing you in a bad mood. Anyway, what's wrong with you?" The fat monk sighed, "It's nothing, Nick and the others want Going to catch Peeves is said to teach him a lesson. But I think that although it is necessary, it is not so serious."

"Uh, I think they just wanted to scare him. You know, Peeves has played tricks on too many new students recently." Aurora took a sip of pumpkin juice, "Don't worry."

The fat monk nodded, "It's because he played tricks on Myrtle this time, so everyone decided to teach him a lesson. Alas, that little girl is really pitiful. She cries all the time. There must be many sad things." He said, He waved to the passing students one by one, with a gentle Hufflepuff smile on his face.

"Myrtle?" Aurora was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously asked, "Do you know when Myrtle became a ghost?"

"Probably decades ago, it was a disaster," replied the fat monk.

"Because of what?"

"I don't know about this. It is said that it is because of being attacked by monsters. Alas, poor little girl."

"Monster?" Aurora instinctively thought of the yellow eyes that Myrtle said, "Has there ever been such a dangerous monster in Hogwarts?"

"Yeah, it's said that it hasn't been found yet, and no one knows what it is." After finishing speaking, he comforted Aurora, "But don't worry. It happened decades ago, and it hasn't happened since. And I I think with Professor Dumbledore around, you will be fine, don't worry."

"That's right." Aurora nodded with a smile.But inexplicably, the snake-shaped relief on the faucet appeared in my mind.

When we walked out of the restaurant after dinner, it was still snowing outside.The cold, frost and snow raged endlessly in Hogwarts, and the energetic little wizards were not afraid of the threat of this natural force, laughing and playing in the snow.The crisp and childish laughter became the only consolation for the pale eyes, spreading invisible and wonderful colors.British winters are tiresomely long and monotonous.

Still, this is Aurora's favorite season.

It's a pity that her eyesight doesn't allow her to stay in the snow too much, otherwise it would be meaningful to watch the snow falling all over the sky until it gets dark.

Tomorrow is the weekend, and the school's bedtime bell will ring later tonight, which means that as of now, there is still plenty of free time to spend until the curfew.Aurora looked at the edge of the Forbidden Forest glowing with cold green in the snow, and thought of visiting Hagrid and Thestral coffee beans.

She wrapped her scarf tightly, pulled down the brim of her beanie, let the tea roll jump over her head into her coat pocket, and walked into the snow.

The half-giant's cabin was as cluttered as ever, and cramped with too much stuff.

When Aurora arrived, Hagrid was wrapping some herbs in tin jars and roasting them on the fire. The smell of burnt vegetation filled the room, like a heavy snowfall immediately after a fire.Humid and hot.

"Oh, Aurora, here you come. There's help now," said Hagrid, wearing oversized oven mitts as he took the hay rolls out of the tin bucket, but they were still so hot that he kept changing them. hand.

Aurora quickly used the plate on the table to take those black and green sticky things for him, wrinkled her nose, "What is this?"

"This is for these little guys to warm their nests." As he said, Hagrid knelt down and carefully pulled out the rattan wooden basket under the table, and lifted the old felt cloth on it, "Look."

This is a nest of magical long-tailed hummingbird hawks that have just hatched. They are different from ordinary hummingbirds. Their tails are slender and beautiful, and their heads are similar to owls.It is said that this hummingbird can have a long lifespan, and it flies very fast. It can also remain active at night like an owl, imitating many kinds of owl calls.

"Hummingbird hawks?!" Aurora watched in surprise as they huddled together and shivered. The nest was covered with a thick layer of black and green roasted grass. "They are beautiful! They will be even more beautiful when they grow up. But they are not very friendly. Every time I change their bedding, I will get pecked out a lot of wounds." Hagrid took off his gloves and shook his rough, bruised hands , Helpless and emotional.

"Let me come." Aurora nodded knowingly, and tried to stretch out her fingers to slowly approach those little guys who were shivering from the cold, but still had fierce faces.

One of the little things opened its mouth and bit Aurora's finger, but luckily it didn't hurt too much.Aurora waited patiently for it to loosen its beak, then lightly stroked their sparse feathers, and carefully and cautiously placed the freshly roasted grass under their little paws.

"It's interesting, they like to eat these things. Grass-eating birds, hahaha." Hagrid looked at the docile little creatures in Aurora's hands and laughed, "It really depends on you. They I like you. By the way, I just made rock cakes this morning, would you like some?"

"Thanks, I just had dinner. I want to see the coffee beans."

"That's no problem, come with me."

The Forbidden Forest blocked by the heavy snow made it difficult to walk. Aurora walked slowly behind Hagrid, and saw coffee beans that were already close to adult size in the old place.She took out the meat from Hagrid's hut and fed it. After eating the coffee beans, she rubbed the little girl's face affectionately, was poked by the tea roll, and tried to bite him angrily.

"How's it going? Has Potions been a little easier?"

"Not bad, Beverly is helping me with tutoring." Aurora touched the smooth and elastic skin of the coffee beans, and said, "Myrtle seems to have a problem with us two uninvited guests."

"Myrtle?" Hagrid's eyes trembled violently when the name was mentioned.His fingers moved, scratching at the hair, making it look more messy, "How did you get to that place?"

"Because no one else will go there," replied Aurora, and then asked, "What's the matter with you? You know Myrtle?"

"Uh...she..." Hagrid took a deep breath, speaking strangely anxiously and incoherently, "She's a good girl. Unfortunately... some bad things happened."

"Yeah. Do you know what's going on?"

"I don't know, the circumstances at the time... But I can assure you, this has nothing to do with spiders. Really, Aurora!"

"Spider?" Aurora looked at him strangely. "Hagrid, no one said it had anything to do with spiders. Don't be so nervous."

"Uh... yes, I'm too nervous. It's easy to talk nonsense when it's cold." Hagrid muttered, his eyes erratic, "It's getting dark, I'll take you out."

Aurora looked at the coffee beans, but in the end she didn't pursue the question further, and nodded: "Okay, sorry for the trouble."

Leaving the Forbidden Forest and walking to the wide lawn outside the school gate, Hagrid and Aurora met Dumbledore and Snape who just came back from outside.

"Hi, professor." Aurora greeted proactively. "Good evening, Aurora." Dumbledore smiled gently, "Are you two walking in the snow?"

"Uh." The little girl and the giant looked at each other and nodded in a tacit understanding, "That's right, we are visiting friends (appreciating the snow scenery)."

...Sure enough, next time I should check the words in advance.Professor Dumbledore probably didn't hear it?

Dumbledore's smile remained unchanged, and his blue eyes glanced at the direction of the footprints behind the two without revealing it, without revealing it: "Oh, the friendship we have made over the years is really enviable. That's why I love this place more than the Ministry of Magic. , spending time with children always makes people feel younger."

Snape raised his eyebrows and repeated Hagrid's words: "Admiring the snow?"

Aurora touched the tip of her nose, but didn't answer.Hagrid's honest and simple smile was a little stiff on his face, and he didn't understand why Snape repeated himself.

"Does it look good?" he asked.

"...Very, very beautiful." Aurora replied tentatively, usually when she had no idea, she would follow the other party's words.

"It seems that you enjoy the snow." Snape pulled the corner of his mouth, "And also enjoy the... visual experience brought by the snow?"

Aurora only hesitated for half a second, and immediately understood that Hagrid's excuse was too lame for a person with snow blindness.She looked up at Snape, feeling that the next second the other party would mercilessly expose this flimsy and inferior lie.

It was too late to feel that the potions professor had such a good memory. Relying on the survival instinct trained by Salazar in the past six months, Aurora immediately rubbed her eyes with her sleeve without thinking, and the fine ice flakes on the cloth melted into her eyes In the middle of the night, a layer of mist appeared in the sight, and the voice suddenly became weaker and octave: "I'm still not suitable for enjoying snow scenes, so Hagrid is planning to send me back."

Hagrid froze for a moment, then nodded cooperatively.

Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills.

The arc of Snape's mouth was squeezed into a cold sneer.

Finally Dumbledore said: "Then go back quickly, it will be very uncomfortable in the snow again. Just pay attention next time."

So their gentle and elegant principal is really outstanding!

"Goodbye, Professor."

Seeing the little girl running into the castle quickly behind Hagrid, Dumbledore raised his glasses and looked away: "She's such a cutie, isn't she?"

The corners of Snape's mouth twitched, as if he had bitten down some inelegant and implicit sentence with all his strength, but he couldn't squeeze out any extra strength to pretensely perfunctory the headmaster.

"Especially when she smiles, she looks like her father," Dumbledore added.This time there was no expression of stoic disgust on Snape's face, just an elusive blankness covering his entire face.

Seeing that the other party did not intend to answer the conversation, Dumbledore made a conclusion: "Anyway, the matter of the Ministry of Magic has come to an end for the time being."

"Yes." He replied dryly.

The member of the Order of the Phoenix from Ravenclaw in that impression, Edmund Field.Snape checked the last memory of the other party in his memory. Dumbledore was right. When the little girl laughed, she was indeed very similar to him.

He still remembered the last appearance of Emond, his face was covered with blood and scars, but his bloodshot light brown eyes were amazingly bright, as if they were burning.

"Help me." His voice was hoarse, and his weak tone fell sharply in his ears.

He held a silver pocket watch in his hand, with a gentle and beautiful name engraved on the back of the watch.

Aurora Field.

Pieces of ice fell densely and densely, and the deep snow was like a dream.

……

As soon as she entered the castle, before Aurora could see the scene in front of her clearly, a figure with a faint and fresh smell of orange blossoms jumped into her sight, hugging her and dragging her towards another direction.

Aurora turned her head in surprise, and the other side's beautiful profile came into view: "Sur, what's wrong with you?"

"Oh, don't talk." She wrinkled her nose and took bigger steps, dragging Aurora almost to a trot to keep up.

The legs are too long, "Sur Hepburn"!

After running away for a long distance, Su Er looked back quickly for a while, and heaved a sigh of relief: "It seems that I got rid of them. Sorry, I used the excuse that I had an appointment with a friend, and you just showed up. Great savior!"

"Which house is it this time?" To push the experienced Slytherin house to such an extent, I feel that it can only be...

"Gryffindor," she replied.

really.Only Gryffindor has such combat power and deterrence.

Seeing that the other party was still cautiously looking back from time to time, Aurora patted her on the shoulder and comforted her: "You have to think this way, you are contributing to the peace of Hogwarts. It will make Slytherin and Greg There are very few things that the Ryffindors agree on, at least you did. Take comfort."

"I'm not thinking of sacrificing myself for peace, I just want someone who is gentle and considerate. To be honest, I think you Hufflepuff boys are fine."

"What about Slytherin?" Sur is probably the first student of the Snake Academy who thinks highly of Hufflepuff.

"That's got to be tough. They're good for a relationship, I mean, if you want to have a really hard-fought relationship, whether it turns out good or bad."

"Sounds a bit like suicide," Aurora commented.Su Er looked at the other party with wide eyes, and then laughed: "It's really interesting what you said. But I have to admit that what you said makes sense and is very vivid. You can experience it if you have a chance."

"...Forget it, I have a strong desire to survive." Aurora shrank her shoulders, and then asked as if suddenly remembering something, "By the way, Sur, do you know about Myrtle?"

"Her? Why did you suddenly ask her?" Sur gave Aurora a strange look.

"It's nothing, I just saw it once, and I'm a little curious."

"I don't know much about her, but I heard that it has something to do with a legend in our school. You know, the murderer who killed Myrtle has not been found yet."

"What legend?"

"Salazar Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets."

"What... what?" Aurora subconsciously touched her schoolbag with her backhand, suddenly feeling a little cold behind her.

"I don't know the specifics. In short, the secret room is in the school, and I can't find it no matter how hard I look, but I opened it once. The one who died that time was Myrtle."

"Then what's in that secret room?" For example, yellow eyes and the like...

Sur shook his head, "I don't know. But according to the legend, Salazar Slytherin left that chamber of secrets in order to clear all Muggle-born students in Hogwarts one day. You know, for those who have For wizards, blood is important."

"...That's it, thank you."

……

Back in the dormitory, Aurora retracted herself into the bed as usual, with dark yellow bed curtains hanging around to isolate the outside world.

Salazar's diary was folded and placed on her lap, the cover's dark green and cold silver were sharp and inhuman, almost mean.

She remembered that Salazar had said that he was the one who had finalized the plans for Hogwarts.Then, he should know where the secret room is.Even if the legend is wrong and the so-called secret room has nothing to do with him or does not exist at all, maybe he will know what those yellow eyes are?

Aurora wanted to open the diary and ask him, but felt that she couldn't find out.God knows how many things in the world have yellow eyes, and how many malicious legends about Slytherin House.And most of those rumors are false or the product of demonization.

Affected by the mysterious man, legends of ghosts and ghosts in Slytherin House are now flying everywhere.

Aurora shook her head, closed her eyes, and listened to the roommates' discussion about next month's Valentine's Day.

She didn't know how long she had been lying like this, but she fell asleep in a daze while holding Salazar's diary.

She seemed to be in a dream, and the feeling was uncertain.The whole picture is very dim, the dividing line between light and shadow is blurred, and many things are dimly shining but the outlines cannot be discerned.

Gray green is the main color of everything, this gloomy and oppressive color grows and spreads from every corner, only the ground under the feet is pure black.

The place is empty and silent, the deep corridor extends endlessly, and the distant place is dark and foggy.

Nearer, the deposited colors faintly began to flow, pushing her in an unfamiliar direction.

Aurora walked forward slowly along that force, turning a corner and came to a hall that was also painted with that kind of rotten but vibrant forest green.This time she recognized it. It was the front hall of Hogwarts. The mottled ancient rock yellow was replaced by a grayish green, as if it had been buried in water for 100 years and then discovered again.

She put her hand on the banister of the stairs and walked up the corridor, to the door of a bathroom.

She saw that spiders were crawling everywhere, pulling bright light green silk threads, wrapping the entire bathroom.At this time, the snake sculpture on the faucet suddenly came to life, swam down from the washbasin, enlarged little by little, and made a terrible hissing sound, staring at a pair of bright golden elongated animal pupils with white fangs, spitting Purple letters.

"Sa... Salazar?" Aurora stared blankly at the other party, instinctively wanting to back away, and the spiders rushed past her feet like a tide, as if fleeing for her life.

The giant python with golden pupils approached her, and the purple letter that was as cold as its own blood touched Aurora's cheek, with a strong smell of blood.

Aurora looked up in horror. Myrtle's body was hanging in the center of the dome, looking at her stiffly.

"what--!!"

Aurora screamed and ran out, the green in the whole picture was fluctuating and shrinking, as if wrapping her in a stormy sea.

The next second, she slammed into a strange embrace.Looking up, it was Snape's expressionless pale face. The blackness on his body almost flowed down and merged with the blackness of the ground.

The black eyes without a little light are strangely familiar, as if they have seen it in a far away place.

"Professor, help me!" Aurora hugged him tightly, her body under the thick material was not warm, her long golden hair spread out on Snape's black coat, and the bright colors showed a kind of delicate fragility.All around them was a blanket of twisted gray-green.

"Help me! Help me! Professor, please!"

"Well……"

Suddenly, something slapped her face hard, and the severe pain forced Aurora to tremble, turning over and rolling out of bed with a loud bang.

At this time, the sky was just gray and bright, and the large area of ​​dark blue had not faded, and dawn was approaching.

"What's wrong?!" Cecilia was the first to get up, and looked at Aurora who was lying on the ground with her brown hair in surprise, "You... Aurora? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine!" Aurora got up quickly, suppressing the tears stimulated by the sharp pain, "I had a nightmare, it was a bit scary, it's okay."

"What did you dream about, Merlin? How exciting is it to be able to fall off the bed?!" Cecilia was dumbfounded.

"...It seems to be...Professor Snape?" She thought for a while, and decided to give a relatively unimpactable and sincere answer.

"...It's really exciting. It's totally understandable to get out of bed." But Cecilia obviously didn't think so.

Aurora shook her head, climbed into bed and went back to sleep, but was soon woken up again.She covered her face and opened her eyes, a strip appeared in her blurred vision, still twisting and turning.

She was startled, she lost all sleepiness, and sat up so quickly in a dying illness.

"What do you call life-saving so miserable?" Salazar looked at her with half-closed golden vertical pupils, "What did you dream about?"

I said it was you, do you believe it?

"Nothing, good morning."

The author has something to say:

Last update from before the exam.Another good man after Monday.

Aurora: Being in love with a Slytherin is suicide.

Salazar: ...is that why you hanged yourself? ? ?

Discuss it with the relatives and friends in the group - Gryffindor is suitable for being a childhood sweetheart, Ravenclaw is suitable for being a young and ignorant ambiguous object on campus, Slytherin is the kind of sadistic male protagonist who will never die well in the end, Hey Chippa is a warm and caring companion for life.