[HP] Butterfly Effect

Aurora huddled on a large chair in the room on the second floor of the Pig's Head Bar, with her hands resting on her knees and curling the ends of her hair that had become smooth and dry after being cast with the Drying Curse, her eyes looked at the surroundings with a little apathy. The environment is almost dark, and there is heavy rain outside.

Chajuan sat on her shoulders, leaning against her face with the two small leaves on top of her head, not as lively as usual.

She didn't know how long she had been sitting here motionless. Amidst the heavy rain, she could only vaguely hear conversations outside. It was Dumbledore who told Vox and the others to go back to school first.Because Regulus was still asleep, Beverly stayed in the next room and waited for him to go back together.Slowly, the sound of conversations and chaotic footsteps gradually disappeared, the door of the room was quietly reopened, and Dumbledore and Snape walked in at the same time.

"Professor." Aurora moved and spoke in a low voice, watching Dumbledore put the dark green diary on the table.The voice was very soft, but Aurora's nerves involuntarily tensed up.

She thought Dumbledore would ask her directly about the diary, but she didn't expect him to be concerned about the tea roll first: "How is it? Is it okay?"

Aurora froze for a moment, then nodded, and let the tea roll jump into her hand: "Yes, luckily it didn't get burned." Dumbledore smiled happily, but Aurora instinctively felt that he was actually in a heavy heart , Is there something that makes him very... tense?Although this emotion is very weak.

She glanced at Salazar's diary.

"About this... this diary." Dumbledore said the same word in a different tone, which produced a very subtle difference effect, "Severus and I think you should have obtained it by accident. But we Curious how you picked it up, can you tell us?"

Snape sat aside without making a sound, just silently watching the girl who was almost buried in the shadows.He has to admit that Dumbledore's way of speaking in advance to show that he is standing on the other side's point of view is very skillful, which will give people a positive psychological hint that he will not pursue it no matter what the result is, so it is easier to tell the truth.

"I picked it up more than a year ago. At that time, I had just delivered owls to the magic pet shop where I worked, but I got lost on the way back and broke into Knockturn Alley." Aurora paused , with a momentary hesitation on his face, and then he continued, "I didn't know what that place was at that time, but I just felt uncomfortable there, I didn't know where I was, I just kept running forward until I saw a store."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Dumbledore always felt that Aurora seemed to be deliberately avoiding eye contact with him, and her eyes kept falling on the mottled and dark wall behind him, with a bit of lax emptiness.This behavior is like avoiding something, such as Legilimency that requires eye contact to work.

Dumbledore realized this, and did not expose her immediately, but still asked in a very gentle voice: "Do you remember the name of that store?" The only existence with temperature.

Aurora curled up her fingers that had no warmth at all, feeling that the coldness from the rain just now remained on her body, even though the spell had evaporated the water.She shook her head and answered honestly: "No, to be honest, I still don't know the name of that store. I broke in by accident. At that time, there was only light in that store, so I went in. "

At this moment, Snape gave the answer: "Bocking Bock. The name of that shop."

"I see." Dumbledore pondered for a while, and then continued to ask, "Is there no one inside after you went in? How did you find it?"

"I didn't notice it. As soon as I went in, I realized someone was coming in..." Aurora said here, restraining her urge to look at Snape, and continued to stare at her finger, which had become pale due to the low temperature and nervousness. Pointy, they look like the snow sculptures of those artists, stiff and cold.

"I was very scared, and kept backing towards the window. There was a pair of curtains there, and I hid behind the curtains. There was a big bookshelf behind, and there were books in a mess on the floor. That's where I picked up this book. I So scared, hit the bookshelf, and then it fell and hit me, and it landed in my hat."

"It was the tea roll that opened the lock on the window, so I escaped from there." Aurora concluded.

Dumbledore smiled when he heard this, as if remembering something that made him very happy: "Ah, this little guy. I remember that Newt kid too, he always carried his Pique Special, no lock can trap him. But to be honest, this little guy is quite fierce."

Despite their small size, Bowtruckles would mercilessly gouge out each other's eyes if provoked, and the Slytherin girl was lucky enough to have just one more scar.

Aurora realized something, and quickly explained: "Tonia's matter, the tea roll didn't do it on purpose. She wanted to burn the tea roll to death first, and frightened it, so it fought back." "I know, don't you Nervous." Dumbledore waved his hand reassuringly.

"And then, I met her and took her out of Knockturn Alley," Snape added.

Aurora glanced at him in surprise, she thought that as long as she didn't say anything, Snape wouldn't take the initiative to say that he had been involved in this matter, even though he didn't know what happened at the time , but wading through muddy water was never something a Slytherin would do.

"I see. But Aurora, do you know who and what this thing you picked up originally belonged to?" Dumbledore looked at her seriously, his bright blue eyes were as wide and deep as the sea, and you couldn't see it at all. Find out what he was thinking.

Aurora was silent for a while, finally realizing that it was impossible to lie in front of Dumbledore and Snape, and could only confess: "I know it belongs to Salazar Slytherin, but what the hell is it, I don't know .”

Snape frowned at her, realizing that things were completely different from what he thought.He originally thought that Aurora kept it by his side for so long because he didn't know anything about the whole Horcrux. After all, it's very normal for a first-year student not to know about Horcruxes, because most wizards don't know about them. , it is doubtful if you really know.

But...it turns out that she has always understood who the person in the diary is?

Thinking of this, Snape asked quickly and coldly: "Then why do you keep it?"

"I...he didn't do anything to hurt me or anyone else, just chatting with me. Really." Aurora tried her best to look convincing.

"If you're so lacking in social fun, why don't you try to find a normal chat partner?" Snape criticized somewhat sharply, "Before you know the details of the other party, you can have a conversation with a friend without any precautions." Do you chat with your own writing notebook, or do you know that it came from a strange shop?"

He said, with obvious sarcasm and unexplained anger: "I must say, I admire your courage, Miss Field. It’s good to be on guard at first?”

Dumbledore blinked, looked at the two men, and chose a temporary silence.He suddenly regretted that he didn't make a pot of tea just now.

Aurora looked at him, met those dark pupils head-on, and answered clearly and slowly: "No, sir. I grew up by myself, in Muggle society."

Snape's eyes flickered in embarrassment, and he recalled the scene he had seen in Edmond's memory, where the dying father saw his daughter's warm and bright smile at the end.She turned from Edmond's pupils and looked at herself expressionlessly.

"Then it's probably not too late for you to know now?" he finally said.

"I heard you just said that you were just... chatting with him?" Seeing that Snape was no longer about to speak, Dumbledore took up the topic in a timely manner, "So what are you talking about? I'm curious, What would Mr Slytherin have in common with a little girl?"

"Mostly I talk to him, just some school gossip and interesting things, what activities are held and so on." Aurora replied, "And when I encounter problems that cannot be solved, he will give me a lot Help, he has saved me many times too."

Dumbledore's eyes flicked from the diary very quickly, then returned to Aurora: "Does this seem normal to you?"

"You mean..."

"If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I would think that you made a mistake. The person you have been chatting with is the founder of your academy, isn't it?"

"Yes, I've thought about it. But I don't know why, I mean, I shouldn't have any value for him to treat me specially." Aurora murmured, looking down at the tea roll in her hand.The tea roll was lying on her hand, looking at her obediently.

"So your conclusion?" Dumbledore encouraged her to continue.Aurora opened her mouth, and finally shrugged and said, "Maybe he's just too bored, that's why he listens to me talking about those nonsense things and doesn't strangle me to death."

Snape sneered, as if squeezed out of his teeth, and it sounded very sinister.Aurora felt that in his eyes, she was probably as stupid as a giant monster whose head had been beheaded.

Dumbledore looked at her for a while, then smiled: "Do you know what the owner told me when I went to Borginburg's?"

"What did you say?"

"He is waiting for the person who accidentally took this diary away to die suddenly or go crazy like the person who got it before, and then he can take the diary back again." Dumbledore said, his eyes on The back of the crystal glasses became somewhat sharp, "But obviously his plan fell through, didn't he? It's really incredible that you were not affected by this diary."

Aurora hurriedly lowered her eyelids, staring at the wet clump formed by the rainwater splashed in from the balcony railing on the ground, unable to think of a reasonable explanation.

"Aurora." Dumbledore bent slightly closer to her, and asked gently but firmly, "Why is your Boggart blank?"

She unconsciously grasped her clothes tightly, her nails dug into her skin through the fabric, and her pale golden hair was pressed under her palms, stretching as straight as a pliable string.She saw a thin layer of ash on the ground at the base of the wall, from the wall covered with lime cracks, spread there like a layer of pale bone fragments that were crushed.

"I don't know, sir." Aurora gave up the idea of ​​using her talent to fool the past.It's okay to deceive students like him, but it's obviously not very effective in front of these two people.

"I think I know," said Dumbledore, who had been waiting for Aurora to look him up at his words, which she did.

Then Dumbledore saw... a blankness in her eyes.Nothing, no past, no present, no memory at all.

He was shocked for a moment, and subconsciously thought it was the effect of Occlumency: "Who taught you this?"

"Huh?" Aurora looked at him blankly, and then suddenly remembered that she shouldn't be looking into his eyes, she turned her head away and met Snape's gaze.

This is really...

Snape moved, his eyebrows furrowed deeper, his eyes were as sharp as those blades, and the next second would pierce you through the sharpness of the nail on the cross, thick darkness rolled up from the bottom of his eyes: "What a surprising The ultimate discovery."

His voice was colder than the heavy rain outside, and Aurora began to tremble almost uncontrollably under his gaze.

At this time, Salazar's diary suddenly opened from the desktop, floating in front of Dumbledore, and wrote a series of dark words gracefully and smoothly: "I taught her."

The moment Aurora saw the diary move, both Dumbledore and Snape became a little nervous.

The old principal's sitting posture has become much more formal, showing a more defensive state.He waved his wand and wrote what he wanted to say: "Hello, Mr. Slytherin, I thought you would wait until the end before you would think of anything to say."

"Don't do this to me." Salazar sneered and threw out new words, burning the old ones to ashes, "As you can see, this girl was chosen by me to take me back to Hogwarts, teach her This is also because she is really not a good keeper of secrets. I have to say that I was a little bit mistaken at the beginning. But if you want to know something, it may be faster to ask me directly?"

Dumbledore looked at Aurora suspiciously, then smiled at Snape: "Severus, I think Mr. Slytherin and I have something to say. Could you please send Aurora back?" "

After listening, Snape looked at him without moving for a while, then got up and said to Aurora, "Let's go."

Aurora looked at the diary, wanted to say something but got stuck in her throat, finally got up and followed Snape's footsteps and left the Pig's Head Bar.

The silver-gray light flowed from the tip of Snape's wand, twisted and twisted, and finally converged into an umbrella that enveloped the two of them.They walked silently all the way to the train station platform, waiting for the train to come from the misty distance of rain and fog.

The heavy rain drenched the railway tracks and the forest. Aurora was sitting on the bench holding a tea roll, and the oppressive and dark surroundings soaked into her eyes, driving away the clear and bright days.

She suddenly said, "Professor, can I ask you a question?"

Snape glanced at her, "What?"

"How old is Professor Dumbledore?"

Not expecting her to ask that question, Snape frowned at her and replied, "140?" He wasn't sure, but the figure wasn't far off.

"That's it." Aurora was suddenly a little worried. She only remembered Salazar in the diary, although more than 1000 years had passed... I really don't know which is more terrifying, the one that has passed 1000 years or the one that is 140 years old.

"Why are you asking this?"

"I was just wondering if something was going to happen."

"Are you worried about your headmaster or the diary?"

What if I want to choose both?

But Aurora is a little strange, why didn't Professor Dumbledore continue to pursue the fact that he was not influenced by Boggart?What did Salazar tell them?

"I'm curious about how you felt at that time." Snape sat on the bench, not far from Aurora, and calmly looked at the rain curtain in front of him, "After you know who he is."

Aurora recalled it and answered honestly: "I was really scared at first. I tried to throw that diary out, but it didn't work. He will get it back by himself."

Snape's eyes flashed, and he glanced at her indistinctly, "And then?" He became more and more curious about what was so special about this girl that Salazar Slytherin's Horcrux could not hurt her The situation has stayed in her hands for so long.

This can't be a simple "bored so I want to find someone to chat with", a slightly typical Slytherin would not be so idle, let alone Salazar.There must be some reason.

"It was okay after that. He never did anything to me, and he never threatened me to do anything for him." Aurora touched the leaf on the top of the tea roll and said, "He helped me with potions lessons, so I will give He told some school gossip to amuse himself, that's all."

"Talking to Salazar Slytherin, you do have ideas," Snape said cryptically.

"He's not the same as the one in the legend."

"It amazes me that you know his legend."

"It's hard not to know. But it's hard to say how many of them are true. At least for now, I don't think...it's hard to evaluate."

Aware of Snape's scrutinizing eyes, Aurora continued: "I've heard quite a few legends about Slytherin House, Professor. But obviously most of them are false. I've also heard a lot about Some of yours are about my father, and some are not. I can’t judge, but at least I feel now that you are not the kind of person in the rumors.”

Snape's lips were pursed into a straight line, and Aurora's attitude made him a little uncomfortable, "I have to say that it was too easy to gain your trust, Miss Field, of course this is not a compliment. Didn't you ever think that you would Conned? In my opinion, if he tries to con you, it is too easy. I have to wonder what your previous experience is, to fill your brain with such simple and beautiful thoughts like soap bubbles .”

"Perhaps, although I don't know what I have worth Mr. Slytherin's trouble." This is probably the biggest difference between a Hufflepuff and a Slytherin.After she finished speaking, she turned her head to look at Snape, who was not very good-looking: "Then you lied to me?"

The expression on Snape's face instantly disappeared without a trace because of her words, only the pair of black eyes still reflected the glimmer of rainwater and Aurora looked at each other.For some reason, he suddenly remembered the time he appeared with Aurora in the Ministry of Magic court, and he said that he was taking the exam at Hogwarts.

But the truth is, he really lied to everyone.

The girl watched him quietly, her warm brown pupils were as calm as clear spring water, carrying a real temperature.

In the distance, the sound of a rumbling train approaching, the rails vibrating.Aurora jumped off the bench and walked to the edge of the platform to see the red train breaking through the rain and fog coming to her with such fearless heroism as if she had seen it for the first time and was taken inside. Just like the magic world.

"Professor." She turned her head suddenly, her long hair was stained with transparent rain flowers, her expression was serious, "Will I be expelled?"

Snape smirked: "I thought you were ready for this when you picked up that diary."

Aurora's expression faded in an instant, and she even had the urge to jump off the rails.

Satisfied with the other party's reaction, Snape got up and stood beside the platform as well. At this moment, more and more students came to the platform together, including Regulus who had just woken up, Beverly and Kreacher who were accompanying him.

The students spontaneously stayed away from Snape as if they had made an appointment, but surrounded Regulus tightly.

The train stopped and the doors opened.

One second before Aurora walked up, Snape suddenly said, "I won't drop out."

As a result, even the heavy rain on the body has become a kind of joyful enjoyment.

It's a very nice day today, she thought.

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