[HP] Butterfly Effect

Snape really felt that excessive and blatant protection was always a bad thing.If Edmund had just ignored his family and disappeared completely; if he hadn't asked Dumbledore to intervene in his family's affairs, the Dark Lord would not have decided to make the girl disappear.

Under the title "Half-blood descended under the protection of Dumbledore", the first thing the Dark Lord noticed was the words "protected by Dumbledore".Of course, it was only later that Snape realized that things were not as simple as he thought.

Edmund was one of the first members to join the Order of the Phoenix, and one of the characters who caused the Dark Lord the most trouble. These two points alone are enough.As for something deeper, Snape wasn't very interested at the moment.

Ravenclaws have always been wise and knowledgeable, but when they get caught up in their emotions, they can do stupid things no better than Gryffindors.So in Hogwarts, Slytherin is the one who stands at the top, because they can not be influenced or even control and use their emotions in reverse.

In many cases, wisdom alone is not enough, you must have enough patience and self-control to control it.Slytherins are snakes, and when they swim through the red-hot knives, that's the real transformation.

……

Anyone who aspires to join the ranks of the Death Eaters should know that their first assignment is only one day long.

Snape didn't have to wait long in the Vox's courtyard before seeing Sirius and Remus leave together.Aurora came out to see them off, and cautiously glanced in the direction where she was standing before.Apparently she lost her sight, though, because Snape had switched places.

Then she went back into the house and whispered something to Mrs. Field.When she came out again later, Snape saw that she was wearing a raven-blue overcoat that reached to her ankles, her hair was tucked into a mess in the collar that was too high, and she was wearing a top that was a bit off the edge. A fisherman hat with a wide brim and a flower-like brim almost hanging down to Aurora's eyes, covering her eyes as well.

Along the way, the little girl raised the brim of her hat from time to time to look around vigilantly.Snape kept a close distance from her like a lifeless shadow, and he noticed that the little girl had the same pair of warm brown eyes as her father.

The black birch wand slipped a few inches out of his palm, and Snape followed Aurora for a long distance, the little girl in front of him still alive.After walking to a crowded place, Aurora restrained her brisk footsteps, and began to walk cautiously among the crowd in an inconspicuous posture, lowering the brim of her hat even lower.

Everyone around her was casting disgust or fearful glances at her.

She suddenly raised her shoulders, and then accelerated forward.Snape took wider steps and followed her easily.Contrary to his quick and neat steps, Snape's hand movements have been hesitating.

With the words of the Dark Lord rolling in his mind, he realized how difficult it was to actually execute those four simple words.The topic of death was no stranger to Snape, he had already witnessed too many things for his age, and had already learned how to stand on the sidelines calmly.

But so far, he has only been receiving, not creating.

In fact, the attitude of the Dark Lord has always made Snape a little unpredictable. He seems to really appreciate himself and welcome him to join, but he is far from trusting.Snape displayed every expression of loyalty he could think of, but the Dark Lord clearly had his own agenda.

"Your determination always reminds me of those dazzling flames." This is what the Dark Lord once said to him.

He was right, his determination was indeed like a flame.From the day Lily and James announced their engagement, the flame has never had an end.It took root in Snape's heart, burned from the marrow of his bones, as tenacious as he had lived and died.

The day they announced their engagement, Snape didn't hesitate to join the would-be Death Eaters.The fire in Lily's eyes that once illuminated his entire childhood was finally flooding and about to die with him.

But the flames hadn't consumed all his senses and principles, so Snape wasn't quite sure he wanted to take that step.He is willing to serve the Dark Lord, but unfortunately, there seems to be no one called "killing people" in the current preparations.

He thought that there would always be such a day, but he never thought it would be now.

Anyone who aspires to join the ranks of the Death Eaters should know that their first assignment is only one day long.

Not far in front of her, Aurora slipped into a very inconspicuous video store.The moment she opened the door and entered, she took off her hat, reached to the back of her neck to free her long hair from the collar, and shook off a large piece of soft pale gold hanging down her back.

"Mr. Meritz, I'm here to return the records you rented to me last time." Aurora said, taking a few records out of her coat pocket and handing them to the boss in front of her, "They are all great, thank you for willing to pay a low price. Rent it to me."

Meritz extinguished the cigarette in his hand in the glass ashtray on the table, looked at the little girl and said with a helpless smile: "There are fewer and fewer people who are willing to rent records now, and it is only one if you can meet one. How about it, what do you want to hear today?"

"I don't know yet, I have to go and see."

"It just so happened that I found an old antique gramophone with good performance recently. You can choose it yourself. If you choose, I will play it for you directly."

"Thank you."

Aurora turned and disappeared among the closets and dense records in the shop. Snape adjusted the angle and saw her squatting in front of the row of records under the glass window, whispering something "Whitney Houston", "John Lennon", "The Beatles".

Snape had no concept of these things at all, but now, Aurora still turned his back to him, and there was only a layer of transparent glass between the two of them, a crowded aisle that could be crossed in a few steps.

The gentle sunlight streamed down from the glass window, covering the little girl who didn't know it, illuminating her entire outline.She began to look up at those higher places, and the swaying and sliding hair almost shook the gold on the top of her head to the ground.

In the end, Aurora chose one of them, put it on the phonograph, climbed up on the high stool and sat down face to face with the boss, her slender legs that could not reach the ground protruded from the hem of the crow-blue coat, and followed the rhythm cheerfully. On the metal footrest of the stool.

"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine." You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.

"You make me happy when skies are gray." When my sky is gray, you make me happy.

"You'll never know dear, how much I love you." My dear, you will never know how much I love you.

"Please don't take my sunshine away." Please don't take my sunshine away.

Snape froze for a moment, this was the song he listened to the most when he was a child, and his mother often sang it to him.The acoustic guitar was playing cheerfully, the gentle and deep voice of an adult woman was intertwined with the voice of a young girl, and occasionally a husky man was humming along.

This feeling is very strange, Snape's memory of this song has always been gray and accompanied by the faint smell of potion on his mother's body.They are always floating in the night of my insomnia and fear, soothing my tense nerves over and over again, and comforting myself to fall asleep.

Now, he is still in the shadows, but he can touch the long rays of light barely protruding from behind the clouds outside the shade of the trees.

He thought of his mother, and how safe he felt curled up in her arms, holding her bony body.

Snape hesitated for a moment, then lowered his half-raised wand.Hiding in the shadow's embrace, he listened to the entire song in silence, over and over again.

After a long time, the music stopped.Aurora and Meritz chatted for a while, rented the record back at a very low price, and then opened the door and walked out.

Snape thought she would go straight home, but Aurora turned right when she should have turned left.When passing a flower shop, she bought a few freesias as usual, and then came to the bank of a river and sat quietly.

She took off her coat and folded it on a dry stone, picked up her skirt and tied a knot at her knees, then soaked her feet in the river, stared at the river in front of her without saying a word, and fingered the chest on her chest. A pocket watch, a relic of her father, Emond.

Snape finally realized that the little girl in front of him seemed a little different from the girl he saw in Edmond's memory.She was so quiet that she didn't even reveal any violent emotions after knowing that her father had died. She was completely different from the little girl he saw in the Pensieve who threw things away because of Edmund's departure. people.

He is a little suspicious now whether Edmund has falsified his own memory, or he has identified the wrong person.But judging from the appearance of Sirius and Remus, he was right.

But... wait a minute, these things aren't all for him to think about.Snape closed his eyes, remembering what the Dark Lord had told him, he hadn't made a complete decision in his mind.Perhaps, he can choose not to use the Death Curse, but to use his self-created Shenfeng Wuying.As long as he didn't need to counter-curse to save her, the final effect of the two curses would be the same, but Shenfeng Wuying would take longer and the process would be more painful.

Or, just use Shenfeng Wuying instead?

Snape was still hesitating.

He wasn't sure how much deceitful consolation there would be in doing something of the same nature in a different way.He is not a kind person in the traditional sense. If James Potter was standing opposite, Snape probably would have lost his sharp edge a few times, but he has not yet learned how to use it at an early age. Irrelevant lives pave the way for the path I want.

Even though he needs it.In his opinion, this is the only way.Perhaps Snape should have thought about all this from the day he decided to become a Death Eater.Everyone is responsible for all the choices they make, no matter what method they use.

He hesitated for a while, and the girl not far in front of him was still ignorant.However, before he could take any action, an extremely familiar and old and steady voice suddenly sounded behind Snape: "I didn't know that you also had a relationship with this child's father? Severus."

Snape turned his head and saw Dumbledore standing behind him, wearing a gorgeous fuchsia wizard suit, and the elder wand that had just cast the invisibility and silencing spells had not been retracted.Dumbledore shook his wand at him as a greeting: "Or do you know this kid?"

Snape was suddenly thankful for his hesitation just now, and then replied without changing his face: "It's her father, Professor Dumbledore."

"Oh, I guess so. Sirius and Remus said the same thing." Dumbledore smiled slightly, looking straight at Snape with his shining blue eyes. "Come and see this poor Little one, isn't it?"

"Yeah." Snape used Occlumency very skillfully, it was too easy and smooth for him.Other things aside, he was pretty sure of getting away with Occlumency in front of Dumbledore, because he'd done it so many times.

"She smiled just like her father."

"Yes, the eyes do too."

"I seem to have forgotten to ask how you met?"

"Emond saved me in an accident, the one in Diagon Alley a year ago."

Dumbledore's eyes changed again, flickering behind the crystal glasses and looking a little blurry: "Then why don't you go up and say hello to her? I see you have been standing here for a long time."

To be honest, sometimes when Snape faced their headmaster, it always felt like he was facing a whitewashed version of the Dark Lord.

"I only met his father once, and I can't find anything to say." Snape replied after a pause, "Besides, the more people come, the worse her mood may be."

"That's true." Dumbledore sighed, "Emond is really a student that Professor Flitwick likes very much. He is still sad and sad. It's hard to believe this is true."

"I'm sorry." Snape tried to sound sympathetic, but couldn't.Then, he realized that it was impossible no matter which spell he was using now, so he said to Dumbledore: "I'll just go and see his family. It's time to go after watching."

"Aren't you really going to say hello?" Dumbledore looked gently at Aurora who was still in a daze by the river, "You have to know that there is no chance of regretting many things, or don't do things that make you regret .”

Snape refrained from looking at him, then turned his head to look at Aurora's slender back and said cooperatively: "Forget it, let's talk about it when she's in a better mood."

Dumbledore nodded understandingly: "Alright, Professor Slughorn seemed to be looking for you just now. Go back and see if he needs your help."

"Goodbye, Professor."

"Goodbye."

Snape walked back quickly, thinking about how to make this round to the Dark Lord's satisfaction.On the path beside him, a woman who was almost blind walked over tremblingly, and shouted blankly in Snape's direction: "Ross?"

She felt someone passing in front of her.

Aurora turned her head and saw her mother was opposite, then she burst into a bright smile and ran towards her barefoot: "Mom!"

The sky is gray and halo, and the sun is soft and long.

……

Four years passed in a flash, and after half a year as head of Slytherin, Snape finally officially announced his inauguration.

A large group of freshmen were led by Professor McGonagall into the Hogwarts dining room, full of curiosity about everything around them.

Snape sat in his seat, slightly annoyed by the overly active atmosphere around him.He looked up in disgust, and looked at the group of freshmen who seemed to be choking to death if they swallowed their exclamation.

Then, a somewhat familiar pale golden head broke into his line of sight.

Snape paused, feeling that he should have seen this person somewhere, and had a very vague impression.

Before he could think of an answer, the other party laughed along with the Gryffindor students, his warm brown eyes curved into lovely crescents.

She smiled, and Snape instantly remembered that Raven Crawfield's daughter.

"Hufflepuff—!"

The Sorting Hat announced Aurora's house loudly and cheerfully. Snape saw her heaved a sigh of relief, and jumped to sit down at the Hufflepuff table.The bright lights of the restaurant fell on her hair, and as her long hair swayed, it swayed like crystal waves.

Snape looked away again.

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Finally finished the exam...tired like a dog...crawling away