[HP] Butterfly Effect

There is probably no other place like this in this world, which has both the dry rock yellow in Arizona and the ice and snow in the deep winter of the extreme north.Starting from the sunny and verdant humid tropical rainforest, the next second you step into a river, follow the clear water to a strange mountain with a full moon and night forever above your head.

Aurora stands on a dreamy dividing line, with brilliant spring flowers blooming everywhere behind her and dense coniferous forests covered with snow in front of her.Against the background of the snow layer, they present a condensed and mysterious gray-blue color, which is somewhat similar to the color of the haze in the sky.

This is a paradise for magical creatures, except here - in Newt Scamander's suitcase, you can't see so many magical creatures listed as XXXXX by the International Ministry of Magic in another place, so harmonious live together.

When the Swedish Short-nosed Charmander takes a nap, the puddings will happily roll around its huge body like a toy.Sniff sat on the little bed he had piled up with gold coins, and wiped away all his wealth with his paws one by one.The venomous leopard was lying on the stone, trying persistently to catch the dodos passing by below, but because of their teleportation ability, they kept failing.

Pink butterflies are flying in groups of flowers and forests. Under the sun, their wings are so beautiful that they are not as beautiful as they should be in the world, as if the most expensive diamonds have been ground and then sprinkled on them.The moon monsters huddled together with big eyes blinking, dancing around the bright full moon overhead, dancing in the silvery moonlight pouring down like tulle, and then went to grab the little meat balls that Newt fed them.

Aurora is amazed that Newt has kept a leopard in a crate, as the creature is rare and extremely violent and dangerous.It was once listed by the Ministry of Magic as one of the species that is forbidden to keep and approach because of its poisonous gas that can easily destroy a village and town.It takes at least a hundred wizards to subdue a poison leopard, and their poisonous mist makes them far more dangerous than fire dragons.

And yet another species that made it into this list is the basilisk.

But soon, after walking around in this colorful and dazzling space, Aurora discovered a very obvious thing that was not easy to detect.

Apart from birds and snakes, there are no purebred snake magic creatures, not a single one.In fact, the snake lineage of bird snakes is very thin. During the long evolution process, they have lost almost all the characteristics of snakes and become an independent and fascinating species.

So it can also be said that there are no snake-like magical creatures here.

"Why did this happen, Mr. Scamander?" Aurora didn't believe that Newt would be as afraid of snakes as she was, there must be some other reason.After Newt fed all the little meat balls in his hand to the Moon Crazy Beast in front of him, he clapped his hands: "You found out."

Aurora looked at Keitel and Snape, who were not far away, and patted the head of the cub who was rubbing against her arms vigorously. The fair and delicate face was full of confusion: "I not understand."

"Our talents don't work very well on snakes, Aurora." He said in a smooth and brisk tone that sounded a bit like a sigh, "Ordinary snakes are fine, the more powerful the snake, the less susceptible it is." The effect of our abilities. I'm sure you know what a Parseltongue is right? All snakes just do what they say [-]% so keeping snakes is dangerous. Snakes are dangerous to us in a way For this kind of person, it is higher than any kind of magical creature."

"It sounds like Parseltongues are the exact opposite of us?"

"You can also understand it in this way. Therefore, don't touch snake-like magical creatures lightly."

"I'm terrified of snakes and I swear I'll do my best to avoid them."

As they said that, both of them smiled, and the topic quickly turned to the structural design of this magic space.Aurora found that Newt actually has some typical Gryffindor traits. He doesn't like dullness, loves adventure, is not afraid of challenging things, and is afraid of being restrained.Compared to most other Hufflepuffs, he appears to be more thoughtful, less gregarious, and less social.He's only talkative when it comes to topics related to magical creatures, otherwise he can just sit back and say nothing.

The two natural animal trainers have found some obvious shadows of themselves in each other, chatting like a pair of old friends who haven't seen each other for many years.

After feathering a dodo, Keitel looked back to see Snape looking at the two men on the hillside, and said with a smile, "What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing." Snape looked away, "It's nice here."

"Who says it's not." Keitel stretched comfortably.

Back at the hotel, Newt and Aurora exchanged correspondence addresses.He was leaving for Mexico the next day, before dawn.

Aurora returned to the room after eating, opened Salazar's diary and wrote: "Guess who I saw today?"

Salazar picked up the words and stuffed them into his mouth, simply drawing a question mark on the tip of his slender tail.Aurora wrote down the entire day's experience eloquently, and Salazar bit the first letter, slowly eating those words inch by inch like sucking noodles.After Aurora wrote the last word, he also basically finished eating, and then he didn't write anything for a long time.

Aurora originally thought that he would mock her for being rare and strange, but what she didn't expect was silence.She didn't know what made Salazar unhappy or what, and he just finished eating what he wrote, and she couldn't remember what she said that she shouldn't have said.But logically speaking, there shouldn't be any.

After a long time, Aurora felt that even the air was about to freeze, and Salazar finally wrote a sentence: "What does he look like?"

Aurora,...

"After thinking about it for a long time, you just want to know what Mr. Scamander looks like?" Aurora wrote this sentence incomprehensibly.

Salazar nodded gracefully, looking very calm, as if he didn't realize how strange his question was at all.

"White hair, light brown..."

Before she finished writing, Salazar erased all those words with a sweep of his tail: "I asked him when he was young."

"..." Why does it feel like his request is getting weirder and weirder.

Aurora was stunned for a while, and then roughly described it based on the photos in the textbook "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them".She didn't understand why Salazar would want to know what Newt looked like.

This time, Salazar didn't eat the words right away, but studied them for a while before burning them with a fire: "Got it, go to sleep. Good night."

The diary is automatically closed.

The ink from Aurora's nib dripped on the table, like the night sky gradually getting thicker and darker.

"Good night..." she said a little unresponsively.

……

Subarctic tundra salamanders need to be dried and ground within 24 hours to maximize their potency.

Snape put the prepared salamander powder into a bottle, and then took out a notebook to record the nuances between this Siberian salamander and the Nordic region.

And Salazar's diary fell in from the window at this time.

When Snape saw the diary, his body froze for a moment, and his wand instinctively slid down a few inches from his cuff, clinging to his palm, facing the Horcrux.

Under the dim light, the silver S on the soft leather cover of the diary was as sharp as the fangs of a poisonous snake, giving off a cold glow.

It opened silently and automatically, and wrote a sentence. The beautiful and unpopular fonts stood on the light brown parchment. The too thick black made them look very permeating, as if they would come to life at any time.

Salazar wrote, I am more inclined to trust you than your Gryffindor headmaster.Maybe we can make a conditional exchange.

It is common sense that Slytherins will always choose each other first at any time.But Snape also understood that Salazar's words of trusting him could not be believed, and he didn't trust himself at all.It's just that if he had to choose between Dumbledore and himself, Salazar would be more willing to choose the dean of his own college.

He adjusted his posture, and wrote the words inquiring about the other party's intentions in a very formal style.

Salazar replied, I know you are very interested in Horcruxes, but I only left the first half of the book on Horcruxes at Hogwarts.So I think the second half is the key to what you want.In other words, the method of destroying the Horcrux is exactly what you want.Am I right?

Snape was slightly taken aback. He thought that Salazar should negotiate with him first and then gain enough advantage before talking about the content of the exchange. He didn't expect him to be so direct.

"I want you to help me find out one thing. If you do it, I will tell you the way to destroy the Horcrux. You don't want to spend your time to test and find it one by one, trust me."

"It's up to you whether or not you tell your headmaster about it. I don't think you'll make an inappropriate decision."

"Someone who can switch identities between one of the core members of the Death Eaters and the head of Slytherin, I'm not mistaken, you can do this."

"So, what is it, my dear Mr. Slytherin?" Snape wrote.

Salazar smiled slightly: "You haven't promised me whether you want to make this exchange with me, my dean."

What did Field tell him that made him willing to use the method of destroying the Horcrux in exchange?If he had known that Salazar's current state was a horcrux, if he really said it, then he would have completely exposed his culprit.It didn't look like a Slytherin by any means, especially one that Salazar would have made himself.

Field must have told him something.

Thinking of this, Snape's face became very solemn and dark, with gloomy eyes.But his handwriting is still smooth and normal, just like when he usually has no fluctuations in his mood - "Of course, sir."

"very good."

……

Aurora was woken up by a loud noise from the door.She opened her eyes, her vision was pitch black, and her gradually returning consciousness couldn't tell what could wake her up at her door in the middle of the night.

Before she could think it through, Snape's gloomy and almost piercing voice suddenly came from the door: "You have three minutes to get dressed and come out to see me, Miss Field."

Aurora's mind was blurred, and she barely regained consciousness after hearing the voice, then she changed her clothes as quickly as possible and opened the door to go out.She saw Snape standing outside the door, Aurora couldn't open his eyes because of the too bright fluorescent light, and couldn't see his expression clearly.

"Teach... eh?"

Without waiting for Aurora to say anything, Snape suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist, leading her to disappear into a distorted air of transformation.The strong squeeze and suffocation increased the burden on the heart, making it work desperately in the shortest possible time, stuffing oxygen into the still chaotic brain, and gradually clearing up the eyes.

Aurora stepped on the ground a little wobbly, and saw herself standing in the forest outside the hotel.There is a lake near here. The water vapor evaporated during the day lingers in the forest, and is condensed by the low temperature at night into a fragile frosty white covering the ground, covering stones and fallen leaves and broken branches everywhere.There was no light in the forest in the middle of the night, all the lighting was only the fluorescent light in Snape's hand flickering.

The soft leaves couldn't bear the heavy dew, they slid from the heights and fell into Aurora's collar, and fell on Snape's shoulders, almost as pale and icy cold as his face.

"What did you tell him?" His voice was also tinged with the low temperature in the dark forest, knocking on Aurora's hearing in a low voice, which made her tremble for no reason.

She looked at each other blankly: "What?" After saying that, Aurora realized that her voice was trembling.She couldn't tell if it was because the temperature was too low here, or because Snape's breath was too scary, or both.

He frowned, his dark pupils were not illuminated by such dazzling fluorescent light at all, it looked like a bottomless abyss.Snape gave up the attempt of inspiriting, lowered his head and approached her, and chiseled Aurora's hearing word by word, his breath was like the cold fog of London's deep winter season: "What did you say to that diary? I want you to repeat everything, Miss Field."

Aurora didn't have time to think about why Snape would know about this, so she could only look into the other's eyes, stammering and repeating what she wrote in Salazar's diary in the afternoon, occasionally remembering what she had said before. And quickly added.

Snape's face became increasingly ugly, because he didn't think there was anything wrong with it, it was just common sense.But when Aurora said that Salazar was particularly concerned about what Newt Scamander looked like, his face froze for half a second, and he probably understood.

"Did he ever ask what you looked like?"

"No... no. But I think he can see it, that is... when the diary is opened. I put a magic rose on my desk once, and he knows it. So I think, when the diary is opened, he can See something around you."

After Snape finished listening, he restrained all the expressions on his face, his pale and three-dimensional face was expressionless like a mask that he forgot to paint to increase his popularity.There was still a sinister sharpness in his eyes: "You can go. Keep the diary with me."

Aurora nodded stiffly, then walked back to the hotel as smoothly as possible, to her room, and to bed.

She kept trying to hypnotize herself, until a deep and thick sapphire blue appeared in the sky, and Aurora finally got up with a splitting headache, her hair still had the damp moisture in the forest.

At breakfast, it was business as usual.They have another trip to the forest today to find other magical creatures.And their next stop is Sweden.

This trip to a foreign country lasted until mid-August, during which Aurora had been writing letters to the Weasleys, Vaux and Newt, but because of the unstable address, Aurora only received letters from Newt. Two replies from Brazil to her.

Since Snape took away Salazar's diary in Siberia, it seemed that Snape had never happened, and Aurora couldn't find anything unusual about him.Just knowing that he and Professor Dumbledore communicated frequently, she guessed it might be related to Salazar.

Maybe it has something to do with myself.

But she still remembered that when she first entered school, the Sorting Hat said that she and Newt had no blood relationship, and the only similarity was their talent.

Talent, Helga, Newt and himself.

Aurora found that she had fallen into that strange thinking circle again, and couldn't figure out what was going on inside.She thought that it might be because of the same talent that Salazar asked a few more questions, but just like the ability of Parseltongue, it is not exclusive to the surname Slytherin. The ancient Greek black wizard Haierbo can also speak snake. language.Salazar could not have been unaware of this.

Is it because of looks?

But Salazar never asked Aurora what she looked like.He can see things outside, so assume he knows what he looks like, so he didn't ask.This seems to make sense, but there will be a new doubt popping up.

Why should he care what someone with Helga's talent looked like?

Could it be that he thought there would be descendants of Helga in it?Aurora felt like she had figured it out, but she didn't seem to think it through.

For more than 1000 years, even if there are descendants of the Hufflepuff family, it is impossible to be very similar to Helga.Moreover, from the era of the Big Four to today, only three of them have shown this ability, and no matter how you look at it, it will not be determined by blood relationship, it is more like a random generation.

The more Aurora thought about it, the more inexplicable she felt, and she simply decided not to think about it anymore.Anyway, if it really has something to do with him at that time, Professor Dumbledore or Snape will come to find her on their own initiative.

Time passed by, and on August [-]th, they finally embarked on a journey back to London, England.

The author has something to say:

Still looking for codeword inspiration... Feeling sorry for the increasingly thinner manuscript depositor...

By the way, something happened to the fan channel recently, and the forum has exploded in the past two days.

I suddenly discovered today that this article has more than 40 words without knowing it.After the end of the fourth grade, the pace will be a little faster.

Touch, good night.