[HP] Butterfly Effect

There are not so many coincidences in the world, most of them are destiny that has not yet been realized.You think its appearance is just accidental, but in fact it has been waiting for you for a long time at a certain moment.

So far, the questions that Aurora has been wondering before have been answered.

She is indeed a descendant of the Hufflepuff family, which is not unusual.In fact, apart from Slytherin and other conservative pure-blood families who have been marrying internally in order to keep their blood pure, the mixed-race descendants of the other three founders are now all over the UK and even other countries.

One of the founders of Ilvermorny, a North American school of magic, is a descendant of Slytherin.

Having such a bloodline has never been a strange thing, just like the current British pure-blood wizarding families are more or less related.So it's really surprising that no one would have guessed that over 1000 years later, some descendant of Helga's biological sister, Hilary, would look so much like Helga and be a natural animal trainer too.

For some reason, a very academic word suddenly popped up in Aurora's mind - atavism.She remembered that when she was in elementary school in Muggle society, the teacher encouraged them to read as many extracurricular books as possible to cultivate their hobbies.At that time she was fascinated by some of Darwin's illustrated biology books, which mentioned the word.

It means that some organisms will appear some genetic characteristics that have obviously disappeared from their ancestors under very accidental circumstances.

Not accurate, but vivid enough.

Light blond hair, food-related charms, gentle nature, snow blindness - these are all typical Hufflepuff traits.And among Hef Dobrev Hufflepuff's great-grandchildren, Helga was the only one who showed her natural animal tamer abilities.

Time flies and thousands of years passed, and as the bloodlines were constantly changed and diluted, these characteristics gradually disappeared in their descendants.And a person like a natural animal trainer has never appeared in this family since Helga.

Aurora is a very special exception.

This, she thought, was probably why Salazar's diary didn't kill herself in the first place.

……

At night in the Hebrides, the sound of the waves is the best lullaby.The turbulent icy sea roars in the North Minch Strait. The rich salty smell and the cool grassy smell of the forest form a unique mellow smell. After smelling it for a long time, people can't help but relax all their nerves and faint. drowsy.

Aurora was sitting on the sofa, on the scroll stained with her own blood in front of her eyes, there was a thin line of blood climbing, like some kind of brightly colored snake, pointing directly at the girl named "Hilary Hufflepuff" Odd" people.

The ghosts on the side were still discussing with Dumbledore about some things about Helga back then. Aurora wanted to concentrate on listening to them, but found it very difficult, and couldn't keep up with their rhythm at all, let alone tell the difference. Clear the seniority and relationship between the ghosts here.She heard only scattered things, and knew that Helga and Salazar had indeed known each other since childhood, on a snowy winter night.

"At that time, Hull went out to save a wounded Hebdiri black dragon. Her eyes were not very good when it snowed heavily. Everyone in our family was like this. But she still went that night." Mei Lanny said in a voice so soft it almost broke.

Josephina added: "She brought the Slytherin boy back. He was seriously injured at the time. I remember the boy's appearance. He was very beautiful and very young. , two years younger than Hull. But his eyes are scary, his face is always pale, and he has a Parseltongue."

"Was that the first time they met?" Dumbledore asked.Melanie shook her head slightly: "No, at that time, all pure-blood wizard families were basically connected, and they would gather together to hold some activities or something. I don't know if it is the same now, I don't know. Quite clear. But Hull should have seen him at the ball a few months earlier."

"At that time, the number of wizards was very small. In addition, some wizards did not admit that they were wizards at all because of the fear of being persecuted since childhood. His magic devoured him and died."

"In that case, Parseltongue and natural animal tamers are simply rare. They are more exposed and special than ordinary wizards. Perhaps it is because of this that Hull and he quickly became friends."

"A lot of things happened in Hull that year. They left Hebdiali together and went to other places. Then, you will know that they met two other excellent wizards and founded your current company together. Hogwarts." When Melanie said this, her eyes kept falling on Aurora, focused and empty, as if she was desperately looking for the shadow of another person from her.

Aurora found that Melanie had been avoiding mentioning Salazar's name, always using "he" or "Slytherin boy" instead.

"And you, my dear, are you okay at Hogwarts?" Josephina floated to sit next to Aurora, and asked gently and briskly.

Aurora nodded, and then other ghosts gathered around and joined their conversation, asking a lot about her family members, just like a group of elders caring about their children.

But to be honest, Aurora's memory of Edmond is too thin, and she can't tell any details about him at all. She only knows what Marianne told her, and the more she talks, the more she feels that she will only make up when asked.For the ghosts' sigh and relief when they knew that she had lost her parents since she was a child, she was only silent.

For some reason, a long-lost feeling gradually revived from the bottom of her heart. She seemed to have returned to the time when this body was only seven years old, sitting by the river every day, staring at the water in a daze, wondering where she came from.

Even the passage of time seemed barren to her then.She has been trying to adapt to this strange and fantastic world, and truly loves the people here.Many times Aurora felt that she had got rid of that nightmare feeling, but every time she thought about it, something happened to remind her.

She could see many people in those many pairs of eyes staring at her.In those eyes she was the daughter of Edmund Field, one of the many Hufflepuffs, the closest thing to Helga in ages, another born tamer.

But only not her original self.But what she was like, she herself didn't know.

After realizing that the ghosts' questions were becoming more and more difficult to answer, Aurora suddenly wanted to go out to take a breath.Hopefully they'll forgive themselves for getting cold feet as a substandard imposter.

"Are your eyes okay in winter?" Melanie is more serious than other ghosts, but her expression and tone are still gentle and steady. "Almost everyone in our family has snow blindness, and Sheila is 60 years old. You can't even see anything, and many people here are. You have to pay more attention."

"I see, thank you." Aurora replied, Melanie's tender care and attention made it difficult for her to bear, especially when she knew that Melanie was only looking for her little daughter Hull in herself When adding shadows.Although from the perspective of blood relationship, Melanie's concern is normal.

But when she thought that the real Aurora Field had died long ago, she felt a chilly shudder, not to mention that every ghost here looked at her like a relative who had been dead for many years and came back again.

Thinking of this, she looked at the black night outside the window and said, "Actually, I'm thinking...or I can go for a walk. Here...it's beautiful."

"Now? But it's also a good choice to go for a walk on the beach at night. Hull used to like to go to the beach and never come back until he got wet. I'll go with you. Do you like the beach?" Sefina smiled playfully, and her sigh-like tone sounded like a harp solo, gentle and cheerful.The fingers she put on Aurora's shoulder were nothingness and cold, which made Aurora more conscious.

"No, thank you. I just want to go out for a walk and be back soon." Saying that, Aurora got up and walked out, trying to keep that gentle and impeccable smile on her face.She hoped that her expression was still passable, not stiff.

After closing the door, Aurora breathed a sigh of relief and started walking towards the thin forest.She hoped to see a blacktop road or something and follow it all the way to the nearest town.A quiet environment is the best partner for regulating emotions in most cases, but her current situation is obviously not included in this.

Some things have no answers, and we can only ignore and forget them as freely as possible.Aurora wanted to find a very lively place, and let herself indulge in that jubilant atmosphere, feeling the incomparable reality brought by this world.

She has tried this method many times, and it works every time.When the attention and emotions are mobilized and crazy to exhaustion, she has no energy to think about those "who am I" philosophical propositions.

She got out of the shadow of the forest, came to the main road full of dizzy yellow lights, and walked in the direction of the most brilliant lights. The street lights made her shadow long and slender.

the last time.Aurora warned herself from the bottom of her heart, compared to the pessimistic skepticism that was involved in emptiness anytime and anywhere, she has made great progress in these years.

She can vent this negative and decadent emotion to her heart's content in the next hour or two.After venting, she was still her, an ordinary Hogwarts quasi-fourth year student with a lot of biased subjects, even if she inherited the Hufflepuff blood, she couldn't save her Potions.

Thinking of this, Aurora's heavy and hazy mood suddenly loosened up a lot.She took a deep breath and comforted herself that there was nothing to be depressed about. Everyone has their own insurmountable psychological barriers, and one day she will be able to face and overcome them without fear.

She believes it.

……

In that chaotic and distant era, there is no doubt that the four founders of Hogwarts were the four greatest wizards at that time.

Snape remembered how much he had been taunted and stared at when he first entered Slytherin because of his half-blood.But soon everyone around discovered that this gloomy and pale first-year Slytherin knew more spells than many seventh-years, and his excellent talent in potions made Snape quickly become a Slug. One of Horne's favorite students.

He's in Slytherin, and he's paid a lot more than the purebloods to barely climb to the same position as them.But Snape knew all too well that this alone was not enough.Birth determines his starting point, and also determines that he has to endure more tempering.

So when Sirius Black openly expressed his disdain for his own ancient pure-blood family, Snape felt that this person was extremely stupid and hated him.

He had everything that was a Slytherin gem, but he was happy to throw it away like trash, and ended up homeless and locked up in Azkaban.Such a person can be said to be extremely stupid, a typical Gryffindor.

But at the same time, Sirius seemed to be very aware of the situation of the half-blood in Slytherin, and even more aware that everything Snape did was to get rid of the shadow of his half-blood.Every time he said intentionally or unintentionally in front of Snape, it was as if he was mocking what Snape had worked so hard to get, but it was not worth mentioning in his eyes.

Snotty.Every time Sirius called him that, Snape hated him twice as much.That sounded like a sharp irony of his own origin, a irony from a pure-blood descendant who was foolish and ignorant.

Slytherin is the world of pure blood and the strong, and to gain a foothold there, you have to have both.The former cannot be chosen. When you lose power in blood, you can only grit your teeth and hone yourself into the latter.That's what Snape was.

So Snape at that time, not only looked down on those who, like Sirius, were nothing but their own blood, but also hated that they could easily get what they couldn't have.

Later, he finally understood that life is inherently unfair.No matter how well you do it, things will never be 100% your way.People who believe that everything is black and white are naive and stupid. Slytherin taught Snape to see the gray that is everywhere in the world.

And these, Gryffindor will never understand, Lily does not understand either.

However, very occasionally, it may be just a fleeting thought.Snape also envied that kind of purity, maybe it was that sparky moment, he was constantly obsessed with that red-haired and blue-eyed girl.She is always warm, beautiful, without a trace of flaws and impurities, and is the embodiment of all the dazzling and charming things you can think of in this world.

Like her world, she has a clear love and hate, decisive and brave, and attracts everyone's attention like the sparks that fell from the sky fire stolen by Prometheus.

She is destined to always be different from herself.They can't understand each other, and they can't tolerate each other.

Sometimes Snape wondered if he was infatuated with Lily herself, or the radiant flame she represented behind her.That kind of light was so shining and out of reach for Snape, who had been stuck in the quagmire since he was a child, and then drowned in the dark waters of Slytherin.

But he was a Slytherin after all.

After joining the Dark Lord's camp, he knew that the Dark Lord had Slytherin blood on his body, as evidenced by his Parseltongue.The blood from Slytherin is the most proud of the Dark Lord, the proof of his noble status.

In fact, not only him, but anyone would think so.

But when Melanie looks into Aurora's eyes and confirms that she belongs to the Hufflepuff family, when she speaks of the uncanny connection and similarity between her and Helga Hufflepuff.Snape couldn't find any sign of joy on her face at all, neither her eyes nor her expression.

On the contrary, it is an almost dull daze and inexplicable escape.

This puzzled Snape.In his vision, even though Aurora didn't have much idea about bloodlines because of the atmosphere of Hufflepuff College, there should always be basic surprise and disbelief.Instead of being like a deserter, avoiding the ghost in this room who once had the same blood as her.

What is she thinking?

"It's not safe for her to go out alone," Melanie said, looking out the window.Josephina nodded, also looking very worried: "Yes, but we can't get too far away from here."

Dumbledore looked at Melanie's eyes, and looked at Snape with kindness: "Why don't you trouble Severus to find her? Although she is not a student of your college, but seeing the two founders You don't mind that people used to have such a good relationship, do you?"

Snape pursed his lips hard, wanting to say that he minded very much, that he wasn't here to babysit Dumbledore's restless teenager running around.But in the end, he still held back and bit these words into pieces and swallowed them back.Because after Dumbledore finished saying this, the other ghosts all looked at him in unison.

Melanie frowned slightly, like a translucent pearl-colored tulle crease abruptly: "Are you the Headmaster of Slytherin?"

Snape basically guessed something when Melanie kept avoiding talking about Salazar, not even calling her by name.Although this has nothing to do with him at all, he is now told by Dumbledore that there is no room for him to refuse.

So, Snape got up and replied politely: "Yes Ma'am. I don't think Miss Field has gone very far. I'll go and have a look."

The author has something to say:

How to put it, Aurora's status as a time traveler may trouble her for a long time, and now I really feel that it is difficult to adapt to this kind of thing.

Finally, regarding the professor's feelings for Lily, the beholder has a different opinion. I just beg, don't spray it.

The late Qixi Festival update, the inspiration seems to be back recently.Some time ago, it started from this chapter, and it has been stuck like a dog.

It turns out that regardless of whether the combination of the United Kingdom and the United States can enter the V, the single can no longer be listed... I am ready to stand on the bench until the end... [Lighting Cigarettes]