[HP] Butterfly Effect

When Snape delivered the last batch of transparent potions made from bloodskin vines to Regulus, he found that Regulus was sitting on a chair, staring at the dark low outside the headmaster's room as night was approaching. Hanging clouds are in a daze.

His dark gray pupils almost merged with those clouds, looking blank and empty without any focus.Dumbledore obviously noticed this too. He gently scraped the rim of the glass with a silver spoon, then looked at the other party who turned his head and smiled gently: "Your complexion looks much better recently. Do you have that feeling of wanting to fall asleep at every turn?"

Regulus shook his head, changed to a more formal sitting position, and replied, "No, it's never been so good." "That's good." After Dumbledore finished speaking, he turned to Snape, "We Can you help Regulus recover his memory now?"

"Depends on the situation." Snape glanced at the melancholy man sitting on the side with a slight scrutiny. There was a layer of cold dim light in the dark pupil, as if he wanted to open all the secrets deep in his consciousness. , "Professor Spinney... Since he can recall what he has learned in such a short period of time, I think his situation should be quite different from my previous assumptions. I am not very good at judging What exactly is his situation?"

"I see." Dumbledore pondered for a moment.

Snape looked at him: "The key is, how much of those memories have recovered by themselves?"

Regulus was silent for a while, and then he spoke, his voice was as gray as the clouds outside, lifeless and precarious: "I can remember some very vague things, but the only thing that remains the same is that empty and dark cave, everywhere It's water, and some blurry figures... I can only think of this, the more I want to go forward and think about what happened, the more painful it is. I can't grasp the images at all, they are too broken, I am not sure about them Is it valuable."

"It's good that you can do this." Dumbledore said reassuringly, putting his fingertips together, "Let Severus check it for you? Sometimes it's better for one more person to help than you People are nice."

Regulus opened his mouth, and suddenly remembered that Aurora said to himself before leaving, please don't tell the story that her Boggart is blank, he hesitated for a while, wondering if he should agree.

Snape raised his eyebrows, "It seems that you have something to hide?"

This was a word of concern, but it was a pity that when Snape uttered it, it was more like a spy.

"Is the teaching not going well?" Dumbledore asked kindly.Snape twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, restraining what he wanted to say.From Sirius to Bellatrix to Regulus, he had never had a good opinion of the Black family.

Regulus' eyes flickered for a moment, but he quickly replied: "It's not bad."

Dumbledore took a sip from his teacup, staring at him with bright blue eyes, as if he could see through all the other's thoughts: "That's good, I heard that you are very popular with the students."

Regulus looked up at him and smiled slightly.

To be precise, it should be some little girls.Snape still remembered that the last time he heard Dean Sprout mention this matter, Dumbledore sang and talked with her, which made his skin crawl almost up.The old principal can really chat with anyone, and he uses the topics that the other party is most interested in.

"This reminds me of when I first came to Hogwarts as a professor. I made preparations a week in advance, only to find out that I had already prepared the contents of the first three grades." Dumbledore said, Sighing with emotion, he turned towards Snape, "I really don't remember when I was a student, these courses were so long-winded."

Snape agreed and replied politely: "I found out when I was writing the lesson plan."

"Then let's just leave it like this today. We'll wait until you're fully recovered." Dumbledore put down his teacup.

"Okay," he said, and he got up to leave.Before leaving, Regulus thanked Snape again.

After watching him leave, Snape turned his gaze back to Dumbledore who had gotten up and walked towards the Pensieve: "It seems that he recovered some insignificant memories quite quickly."

"Oh, that's true." Dumbledore used the Elder Wand to pull out the memory of the successful Legilimency of the moment he met Regulus' eyes just now, and threw it into the Pensieve.

"But there are some interesting things."

He shrunk his chin slightly, and looked at Snape from above the crystal glasses: "Aren't you going to come and take a look?"

Snape walked to the Pensieve, watching those silver-white silk threads gradually spread out, and countless memories began to automatically show up in the Pensieve:

As Regulus said, his memory recovery was indeed very poor.Once I touched the part of why it was made into the way it is now, it was so broken that I couldn't see the original state clearly.

"What's this?" Snape noticed a vague outline resembling a necklace, but couldn't make out what it was.

Brass pendant, silver chain.

"I don't know, I'll investigate this. But what I really want to show you is this." Dumbledore waved the Elder Wand, and another memory emerged.

The silver water streaks in the Pensieve are gradually replaced by a gentle and warm gold.The first thing that appeared was the magnificent sunlight that filled the classroom, and then the blond girl who stretched out her hand on the wooden table and cheerfully tapped an unknown tune. Her long hair was so beautiful that it was almost transparent under the rays of the setting sun. The color blended into one, but her face was buried in the shadows, and her expression could not be seen clearly.

Snape frowned slightly, wondering why Dumbledore was showing him this.However, Dumbledore gently pinched the Elder Wand with his slender fingers and shook it, beckoning him to continue.

The picture changed again.

Aurora stood in front of the ever-changing mass of boggarts, looking tense.The Boggart had been trying to conjure something, but failed in the end, and was locked back into the box by Regulus.

Her boggart was blank.

"I... I don't know. Maybe it's because it's also a kind of magical creature. Usually they don't hurt me." The girl gave such an explanation.Her eyes flickered a little, but the reason she gave sounded quite reasonable.

"Will you tell anyone else?"

……

"No." Regulus replied.

Snape understood, which was why Regulus didn't want Snape to check his memory for him.

"It's unbelievable, isn't it?" Dumbledore looked at the Pensieve, slowly moving away from the girl walking towards the door, "I thought she looked like Newt's kid at first, but now she looks a little different." Same."

"Indeed." Snape looked at the girl in the Pensieve expressionlessly, until she disappeared into the picture full of silvery shiny ripples.

……

In the second half of the night, the sound of rain outside the window became more and more intense.Aurora curled herself up and down under the heavy blanket, curled up in bed until dawn.

She closed her eyes, and in front of her eyes was the shapeless boggart and the warning words written by Salazar on the pale yellow parchment.When she woke up early in the morning, Aurora felt as if she hadn't slept at all, the back of her head hurt badly, and her vision was foggy.

Fortunately, the first class was the divination class taught by Sybill Trelawney. Most students chose this class to catch up on sleep, such as Vaux and Caroline.

The only one in the class who can maintain amazing enthusiasm from the beginning to the end is probably Cecilia. It is said that her grandma used to be a very famous love fortuneteller in the wizarding world, so she has been very interested in these divination things since she was a child. obsessed.

When other students were still having difficulty in how to correctly grasp the direction of the teacup, Cecilia was able to accurately make some predictions based on the shape of the tea leaves inside.Aurora didn't have high expectations for the divination class. She chose it purely because she thought it was fun. After all, from the first day she started taking the class, she knew very well that she was definitely not a prophet.

The things in those books are not much simpler than Potions. After reading for a long time, they are like the continuous rain in England, making people want to drowsy.

The content of today's divination class is Cecilia's long-awaited divination about love fortune.In fact, after Aurora sat in the classroom, she realized that not only Cecilia, but most of the girls in the class were full of expectations for today's lecture.

Aurora chose a seat in the farthest corner where no one was around, and lay down on the table as if she was only an empty shell, and a gust of wind could blow her away.The desolate and feeble light fell in from the stained glass window above her head. Aurora listened to the regular and dense sound of the rain. Because they couldn't sleep last night, she felt that this was really the best lullaby during the day.

She tried her best to rest her chin on the smooth wooden table, took out Salazar's diary from her bag and opened it, her eyes could hardly see the appearance of the snake ancestor, only a slender and flexible Sticker: "Good morning Mr. Slytherin, do you know Bogart?"

"Boggart." Salazar corrected her spelling mistake, took out the misspelled letter and ate it, "What's wrong?"

"My boggart is blank." Aurora wrote this sentence with a pair of eyes almost like mosquito coils, and the handwriting was floating.

Salazar swallowed them all in disgust, and wrote: "Isn't that normal? Otherwise, why do you think you can hold my diary for so long?"

Aurora pinched herself, then took a hissing breath, and continued to write: "I don't know, sir. Many classmates saw it at that time, and I think when I go to eat at noon, everyone will be there Discuss it."

"Are you afraid of being discovered?"

"Yes. I don't want to be expelled from school, and I don't want to leave here." She likes here very much, likes it very much, whether it is Muggle society or wizard society, she likes it all.

She couldn't leave this place, the people here.

"Who told you that Boggart will be expelled if he is blank?" Salazar asked strangely, "Didn't your new friend change dozens of hair colors every day and be expelled? Don't you think this way? Should it be there when you sneak away to the Forbidden Forest for the first time?"

"But what should I say if asked?" Aurora originally wanted to add "I don't know how this happened" against her will, but soon she realized that Salazar would not believe it.He didn't ask this question just because he was too lazy to ask and didn't care. If Aurora lied to him, the consequences would be disastrous.

The best way is that since the other party doesn't ask, Aurora will follow along and avoid this topic by pretending to be deaf and dumb.Honestly, she appreciated Salazar's attitude.

"Then how did you fool your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor last time?"

Aurora wrote down exactly what she said at the time.After Sara checked it, she smiled slightly, looking extremely sullen: "It seems that you are not stupid. This explanation is much better than 'I don't know anything'."

"But will they really believe it?"

"That's up to you. You can still use this to fool the Boggart blank, but not if it's Legilimency."

"what is that?"

"This is one of the magic spells I put on this diary. It obviously doesn't work on you. As I said, your special feature lies in your spiritual power, and the potion works directly on your body. Legilimency What can't be done, potions like Veritaserum can. You should know what I mean."

"how should I do?"

Salazar put the tip of his tail under his chin, and his golden pupils looked at her without blinking: "Legilitivism requires direct eye contact to work, just don't look into his eyes."

"……that's it?"

"Do you think it's easy? An excellent Legilimency master can tell what's in your mind the moment you make eye contact with him. How long do you think you have to wait to meet his gaze?"

"...According to what you said, don't I only have to poke my eyes to be effective?"

"You are blind but he is not blind." Salazar sneered, and his handwriting suddenly became extremely sharp. "If you really want to avoid Legilimency, you have to gouge out your own eyeballs."

"..." So who invented this morally corrupt and insane curse?

At this time, Professor Trelawney's iconic hoarse voice came from the front row of the classroom, with palpable excitement: "Cecilia has mastered it very well, you are very talented!"

"Actually, my grandma taught me." Cecilia smiled shyly, stuck out her tongue and said.Trelawney nodded, put her hand on her shoulder and patted her affectionately: "What else did she teach you?"

"She said that there are three kinds of magic in this world that are the greatest and most uncontrollable, and everyone must submit to their laws and arrangements." Cecilia's eyes were shining and firm, repeating what her grandma once taught earnestly Her words, "Time, life, love. No one can beat them."

"Oh, your grandma is right, my dear, it is true." Trelawney pushed her glasses, "Of all magic, the fairest is time, the most unpredictable is life, the most romantic and Cruel is love. That's why divination is needed."

She's talking to herself again, and in class, Professor Trelawney often digresses and has a tendency to overreact to everything.

A Gryffindor boy suddenly raised his hand and asked in a serious academic discussion tone: "Then, professor, which of these three kinds of magic is the most powerful?"

"Oh, that's a good question." Professor Trelawney picked up her own crystal ball, and slid her finger along the smooth surface, and beautiful light spots immediately appeared inside.

Cecilia looked at each other and replied very seriously: "Unless there is no more living life in this world, then love is always the most powerful magic, it can transcend life and death, and ignore time. I believe my grandma said if."

The boy looked at her for a while and said nothing.

Trelawney smiled and motioned Cecilia to sit down: "Just like a wizard poet once said hundreds of years ago..."

On a whim, Aurora wrote: "Will it work if I cover my eyes?"

"..." Salazar paused, feeling that the word was poisonous, unable to begin.

"Love is the ultimate of all problems. Even if it is blindfolded, it can still enter your heart." After the divination professor finished speaking, he raised his hand, "Let's end get out of class, children."

"...Or forget it." Aurora packed the books and stuffed them into her schoolbag, walked out of the classroom quickly, and went down the stairs.

Unfortunately, just as she got downstairs, she saw Snape chatting with Regulus at the door from a distance.

"No way..." Aurora stopped and looked at them for a while, and Snape, who was facing the direction of the stairs, quickly saw her and looked towards her.

Don't look him in the eye.

Thinking of Salazar's words, Aurora immediately turned around and squeezed through the crowd in front of her and walked forward, quickly disappearing into the growing crowd.

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Daily comments.

Finally, college entrance examination party members, don't go too far today, it's dangerous to get drunk, and many people on the wb are disgusting to death, just waiting to do some perverted things tonight.

Finally, the last sentence that Professor Trelawney said was adapted from a love poem by Shakespeare.