[HP] Butterfly Effect

She's on the run, starting from a place she doesn't know the name of.

Choking smoke was everywhere, and the black ash left over from the fire floated in the dark air, and scattered like dense raindrops fell from the ceiling, sticking to Aurora's whole body.

This is a very strange and eerie feeling, as if the whole world begins to wither around you, like a rose whose life has died, its petals turn black and wrinkled, and finally shatter into nothingness all over the place.

She saw the flames roaring madly from both ends of the corridor, and the frantic light and shadow twisted on the wall, forcing her to have no way to retreat.Leaning her back against the wall, Aurora saw that what she was stepping on was not stones, but layers of parchment filled with words, spread messily on the ground.

The portrait of the basilisk with golden pupils was looking at her coldly, and the corners of the paper were licked by the flames, and began to roll and perish.

"So, that's why you were so sleepy early in the morning? Because of a nightmare about a fire?" Bill said as he opened the lid, took out the alligator frog inside and threw it to the blueberry jam.Blueberry Jam happily ate its head, and the rest was processed into potion ingredients.

This new partner whose injury has almost healed has become one of the four of them's shared little secrets. As long as no one else is present, Blueberry Jam can come out to breathe freely.Originally, Aurora thought that they would disapprove of the fact that she carried a crouching demon on her body, but unexpectedly, the first reaction of the two little lions was-"This is so cool".

Then he used a few squirrels and rabbits as bribes, and quickly established a feeding relationship with blueberry jam.

Only Beverly, quite normally, reminded Aurora of the catastrophic consequences if blueberry jam were discovered.

So it makes sense to separate schools. The brain circuits of the few of them are really completely different.

Aurora yawned, rubbed her eyes, and said very tiredly: "Maybe it was because I discussed the topic of the basement fire with you for too long yesterday, so I went back and had a dream." She squeezed the juice out of the sprayroot and dripped Three drops in the crucible, a burst of thick white steam blinded the eyes, and there was a slightly burnt bitter taste.

Vox looked at her in surprise: "Are you still thinking about that?" "Because a lot has happened recently." Aurora replied absent-mindedly.Since they went to Hogsmeade and Salazar's diary was discovered, all kinds of things during this period were like a popcorn machine stuffed with ingredients, popping out in a series, without giving her a chance to breathe.

Bill shrugged, not understanding Aurora's meaning: "Why do I think it's okay? It's nothing serious, except that you were dragged to the Ministry of Magic." Aurora twitched her lips and said, "Being It’s really not me who got involved, that matter was originally my problem.”

"Did you hear something?" Beverly suddenly raised her head from the contents of the book, "Myrtle's bathroom has been blocked recently, and Sur is tired of being asked about it. So it's not just us I found a faucet with snake carvings there, and some other seniors also discovered it earlier in the morning. They all speculated whether it was related to some school legend, and the cause of Myrtle's death has been rumored everywhere recently."

"What legend?" Vox asked curiously.

Seeing that Beverly was not willing to say it, Aurora had no choice but to briefly explain: "They said that Myrtle's death was related to a secret room in the school. It is said that the secret room belonged to Salazar Slytherin, and I don't know anything else. clear."

At this time, Vaux suddenly realized, and said: "Oh, I remembered. Someone asked Professor Binns this question in the history of magic class last time, but he didn't answer it. He just said that there is this legend. He told Let’s take a look at the general cause and effect, in short, it is related to some school-running philosophy differences, but I don’t know the other details of this secret room.”

"Why didn't you answer? Can't you say it?"

"He really doesn't seem to know. He said that our school has too little information about Salazar Slytherin, and they are all specious legends. Only Merlin knows the truth. It's like coaxing a child." Walker S shook his head.

When Beverly heard the last word, she paused for a moment when she flipped the book in her hand, her white and slender fingertips slid along the edge of the fragile paper, her eyes were as calm as the surface of a windless black lake, clearly reflecting The appearance of the boy next to him: "Don't you believe in those legends?"

"Half and half, anyway, it doesn't matter." Vaux replied.

"is it?"

"Anyway, whatever the legend about Salazar Slytherin is, it has nothing to do with you, just listen to it." Vox grinned at her as he spoke.Beverly looked at him for a moment, then turned her head away and pretended not to see it.

Bill and Aurora looked at each other and smiled quite meaningfully.Then very quickly, the expression on Aurora's face changed again, covered with a veil of confusion.She remembered the question Dumbledore had asked herself, why could a person like Salazar endure being a chatterbox for a year?

Vaux was horrified by their smiles, coughed awkwardly, and changed the subject abruptly: "But then again, we didn't discuss it last time, the pair of yellow eyes that killed Myrtle are probably A basilisk? Now that it’s involved in the chamber of secrets, does that mean that there is a possibility of a basilisk in the chamber of secrets?”

"It's possible, but when my thesis was returned to me by Professor Dumbledore, he told us not to think about it, and just leave the rest to them." Aurora said softly. "Then it shouldn't be a big problem, right? After all, with Professor Dumbledore around, we'll be fine." Bill said, stirring the potion in front of him, and there were viscous green bubbles boiling in the cauldron , looks like a pot of melted bubble gum.

Aurora didn't answer the conversation, but just listened to the discussion of her companions, sitting cross-legged on the ground and looking at the almost pitch-black roof above her head, the colorful light was projected from the window glass, reflecting neatly and parallelly on the floor.In this dark Room of Requirement, the light has a shape, a misty ice blue, deep and beautiful, like a magical moment in the sky before the dawn breaks.

This used to be Godric Gryffindor's room, and perhaps more than 1000 years ago, the sunlight also penetrated and enveloped everything in this way.

"What are you thinking about, Aurora?" Vox asked, noticing that Aurora had been staring blankly at the bright spot like floating light on the bottom of the water.

"I was thinking." Aurora looked at the circle of light motionless, "Is it true that no matter what we wish, this place will help us realize it?"

"In theory," Bill explained, "but this room has no ability to change reality and the development of things. It can only provide us with what we need to help us do it ourselves. In the end, we need to find the answer or It’s still us who make our wishes come true. That’s what Professor McGonagall told me.”

Find out.

Aurora muttered these words in her heart, big fire, secret room, diary, talent, herself.

If... If this can really help you find the answer...

"Aurora." Beverly frowned, looking at the blonde girl who suddenly stood up and walked towards the bonfire, "What are you doing?"

A bright orange flame was quietly burning in the fireplace, and the warm light enveloped Aurora.She stood on the edge of the fireplace, precariously like a moth about to jump into the flame.

Tell me the answer.

These words almost burst through Aurora's throat. Too many questions weighed on her heart day after day, and she was eager to know the answer.

"Why did he choose me?"

Words burst into the air like filaments, and after a moment of silence, the power of a tsunami shook away.The flame in the fireplace flickered for a moment, and then it turned into a ball of fire that soared into the sky, driving away the darkness from every corner of the Room of Requirement.Blueberry Jam screamed, and rushed towards Aurora like lightning, and disappeared in the burst of flames together with her in the blink of an eye.

"Aurora—!" The other three children were terrified. In just an instant, Aurora was swallowed by the flames from the front of the fireplace, and there was nothing left.

The crucible and potion were splashed all over the ground, and Beverly grabbed Vaux, who was about to rush over to see what happened, and said with almost all her strength: "Go...to find Professor Dumbledore, let's go, we can't stay it's here!"

After speaking, they didn't even have time to pack their things, they stumbled out of the Room of Requirement, and ran towards the principal's office.

……

Dumbledore noticed this unusual place on his first day as headmaster.In the center of the roof of the headmaster's office, there is a square pattern carved with lifelike four-winged evening primroses. The house flags of Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin hang vertically and silently in three directions, except Missing Hufflepuff house banner.

The former headmaster, Armando Dippet, deliberately checked the reason, but it was a pity that it was ignored later.The principal's office is full of portraits of previous principals, but no one can tell where the missing flag has gone.In addition, in Hogwarts, there are very few records about Helga Hufflepuff, so this matter has become a matter that all previous headmasters have ignored.

It doesn't matter anyway.The loss of a flag is not the loss of a college.

That's what Armando told Dumbledore, and that's what the headmaster before him told Armando.

At this moment, Dumbledore was sitting in a chair, watching Snape check Regulus' memory recovery.He had a small plate of citrus icing biscuits and a few sour popping candies in his hand, and the freshly brewed milk tea was filled in a teacup, with a strong sweet smell and tea fragrance floating in the air.

After Snape withdrew the spell, Regulus frowned and shook his head, trying his best to suppress the anxiety caused by the magic, and quickly adjusted himself to the same state as usual.

"How do you feel?" Dumbledore asked.Regulus rubbed his temples, took a breath and replied: "Very good."

Snape put his wand back into his sleeve and was about to say something when a muffled sound suddenly came from the ceiling above his head.The square pattern moved, and the luxuriant and exquisite four-winged evening primrose sculpture stretched out its branches and vines as if it had awakened.The yellow-backed black badger flag belonging to Hufflepuff suddenly dropped from the ceiling, and it was the first time that the flags of the four colleges were gathered in the principal's office.

The four-winged evening primrose is still turning, and the college emblems on the banners of the four colleges seem to come alive. The golden lion, the blue eagle, the silver giant snake and the black furry badger are all on the banners. The canvas moves flexibly, as if it will jump out and stand in front of you in the next second.

"What's going on here?" Regulus looked up, watching the huge change in the ceiling above his head in disbelief.

"For the first time!" Dumbledore heard the headmistress Doris Deventer, who had long silver curly hair and was always in a daze and didn't like to talk, shouted in a very excited tone, "they are finally gathered together." !"

Dumbledore stared at the flags of the four colleges that had gradually quieted down for a long time, looked back at the excited witch and asked, "Sorry, Doris, what's going on?"

"This one……"

At this time, Professor McGonagall came in almost running with Vox and Beverly.She looked a little flustered: "Albus! Something happened!"

Vox anxiously gestured to the old principal in front of him and said, "Professor Dumbledore, Aurora is gone, she disappeared after being engulfed by the fire!"

"What fire?" Snape asked, frowning.Then he remembered that he shouldn't have asked that question for Dumbledore.

Beverly didn't expect Snape to answer, but she quickly explained: "We went to the Room of Requirement and brewed potions together. Aurora heard that this room can help people fulfill any wish, but she didn't know what to do with it. The fireplace said something, and the fire in the fireplace suddenly went crazy and sucked her in, and then she was gone."

After Dumbledore listened, he immediately said to Professor McGonagall: "Minerva, take the children back first. Severus, follow me."

Vox was stunned for a moment, and quickly stopped Dumbledore who was about to leave the principal's office: "Sir, let us go with you, please."

"I'm afraid not, Mr. Chevalier, you go back with Minerva first, and leave the rest to us." Dumbledore patted him on the shoulder kindly, but his eyes were not relaxed at all.After he finished speaking, he looked back at Snape and Regulus, and the three quickly left the principal's office together.

Professor McGonagall turned around and looked at the three listless boys and girls. Just as he was about to comfort them, he was suddenly attracted by the four flags above his head: "Strange, how do I remember that they only had three sides before?"

The newly joined Black Badger raised his head and gave the people below a friendly smile.

……

When Aurora was sucked in by the flames, for a moment she thought she would be burned to death, until she fell with a feeling of falling at an extremely fast speed, and fell into a pitch-black space.

It was painful, and even the thick, fluffy carpet on the cold floor beneath me did little to ease the excruciating pain of the fall.She lay on the spot, her sight was pitch black, without any sound, as quiet as if she was lying at the end of time.

A familiar shrill cry pierced the heavy silence, and Aurora realized it was the voice of blueberry jam.She struggled to get up, hugged the blueberry jam that had slammed into her arms, pulled out her wand and used a fluorescent flash, and was stunned by the scene in front of her.

In the dim light, one could vaguely discern a bed, dressing table, coffee table, chairs, and candlesticks, as if it was someone's room.

Aurora maximized the effect of fluorescent flashes, and finally saw the room she was in clearly.

The author has something to say:

In the ups and downs of the collection... I feel my own coolness.

So, good night, I hope there will be a lot of comments tomorrow