[HP] Butterfly Effect

Passing through the forest and an open meadow, and facing a straight and wide asphalt road in front of him, Snape walked along St. Sandra Street towards the place where countless lights gathered.

Josephina said that the town is holding a traditional celebration tonight, it will be very lively, maybe Aurora will go there.Snape took her advice, because he didn't know where to look anyway.But Snape wouldn't be surprised if she couldn't be found in this town.Because he found that in most cases, Aurora's behavior pattern is similar to that of a normal Hufflepuff, but sometimes what she does is always beyond people's expectations, and people can't understand what's going on in her mind. something happened.

Just like this time.

With that in mind, he turned onto a street in front of him.This place is much more bustling and bustling than the outskirts of the town, and it seems to be closer to the center of the event.There are many people wearing traditional Scottish costumes, wearing exaggerated makeup, playing various musical instruments and walking through the empty streets in groups.Cheerful classical notes were sprinkled along their advancing direction, blooming like flowers in the silent night, driving away the oppressive dullness.

Following the band were many residents of the town. They put on their favorite clothes, followed the band and sang and danced to the beat.

It is said that this ancient and strange festival is unique to this place to commemorate the brave ancestors who fought against the dragon long ago.They used their own lives and blood to take back the invaded homes and land from the evil dragon and protect the safety of their families.

The band was knocking and passing by, and the children were laughing with dragon-shaped toys and origami patterns, scrambling to catch up with the team that was about to go far, walking through the complicated streets and alleys energetically, bringing laughter to the audience. To where the street lights do nothing.

Going around this street, there is an electronic screen in the center of the intersection in front of you that is usually used to show various advertisements.Snape looked up, and was just about to leave, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a familiar figure in the corner of the screen.

He stopped and saw in the lower right corner of the electronic screen, a blond girl was standing sideways to the camera in front of a large-scale fountain, looking up at the water jetting out of the fountain, showing a dreamlike appearance due to the effect of various lights. like color.There is a group of gypsies who are dressed very incompatible with this place and are playing and singing indulgently. They are born wandering people and never care about where they are. Songs, dances and musical instruments are their best partners.

Snape retreated into the shadows, lost in a field of apparitions that no one noticed.

The musical fountain is not far from here, but because it is not the main venue of the event, there are not too many people.Snape came out of the woods on the side, and walked towards the musical fountain in front of him that had temporarily entered an intermission.There are several roller skate rental shops next to the square, and a few children wearing roller skates are smiling and chasing and sliding past him quickly.

His eyes searched around for a while, and finally, when the music fountain sprayed out a circle of fine water that was blurred by the lights into a light green stream, he saw a few children dressed in gothic rock styles following behind, Together, Aurora quickly circled the fountain on roller skates.

Those tiny drops of water are misty and suspended in the air, and under the rendering of colorful lights, a large area of ​​hazy color is blurred, like a mass of light, thick and beautiful clouds.

She walked under the transparent water around the fountain, as light and free as a bird flying in the rain, and flitted past Snape like an ungraspable phantom.

……

When she put on her roller skates and stood up, Aurora remembered vaguely that she hadn't played this kind of roller skating that she used to play when she was a child for a long time, since she went to Hogwarts.

Almost all children in Plymouth Dock Town know how to roller skate. Every spring, when the rose, the national flower of England, is in full bloom, the roller skating competition held by the children of the whole town has become the most popular activity for children except Christmas.

It's a pity that this kind of activity has never been related to Aurora and Vox, because no other children want to get close to them.But for the two children who have been accustomed to isolation, this does not prevent them from trying and loving the sport.

Aurora moved her roller skated feet, and then let herself slide towards the periphery of the fountain like a weightless shadow.The water mist with the color of the misty light enveloped her, casting a layer of clear brightness in her eyes.The water-splashed ground is very slippery, which further weakens the friction of the sole rollers but brings a smoother and faster speed.She opened her arms to welcome the overwhelming raindrops, and felt those cool water drops falling on her skin, cracking and blooming, as gentle as a lover's kiss.

The sound of musical fountains, accordions and Irish bagpipes in the hands of wandering gypsies.The high notes and the large span of the interval are closely intertwined, colliding with a strange enthusiasm, and the lively and lively rhythm of the music is as charming as a glass of mellow old spirits.After drinking it in one sip, it is full of joy and wantonness.

Infected by such an atmosphere, Aurora completely emptied her mind, closed her eyes and let those melodious notes fill her mind, driving her to glide lightly along the beat as if dancing, with no distractions.

There is no time, no space, no inexplicable strange world and blank past, and no complicated blood and magic.She forgot where she was and who she was to others.At this moment, she is pure herself, and everything around her is real and unimportant.

More cool water flowed down from the top of her head, soaking Aurora's long hair and black dress.The water flow began to converge and rotate under the control of the computer program, and Aurora also rotated in the passionate and long tune of the music. The fluffy and wet skirt was driven by such strength to bloom into a black rose in full bloom, and the scattered light golden long The hair is the thin and illusory midnight sun, and together we welcome the clear water droplets that are constantly changing the halo of color.

She laughed with the people around her, nimbly walking through the rows of spray holes hidden in the fountain below the ground, chasing after layers of translucent colored water curtains, unable to see clearly the people and things outside.

I don't know how long it took to enjoy jumping and gliding like this, but the song finally ushered in its end.The water flow of the music fountain was suddenly interrupted, and the water flow that lost its support forcefully collapsed from the midair, turning into a fleeting heavy rain and falling down like broken pearls.

Aurora stood in the center of the fountain with several other children, almost drenched from head to toe, but from under the skin, the temperature brought by the boiling blood was extremely hot, just like the atmosphere here.

After all the mist in her sight dissipated, Aurora saw the potions professor in black standing outside the fountain at some point, looking at her expressionlessly.The hourly bell of the night rang just at this time, penetrating the entire square in a very thick and powerful manner.

It's Cinderella's magic time. She takes off her glass slipper and evening dress and returns to reality.

Aurora froze for a moment, licked her red and healthy lips that were wet by the water after exercise, slid to the bench next to Snape, and brushed aside her golden bangs that were still dripping: "What happened?" Are you ready, Professor?"

"If you mean other than the fact that you ran out suddenly, there is none." Snape glanced at her, "I hope you can give me a reasonable explanation instead of telling me that you just came out on a whim." Want to come to a music roller skating show?"

"I……"

Before Aurora could finish her sentence, two 16-year-old rock boys quickly slid to her side: "Hey, you skate very well, do you want to continue for a while?"

"Thank you, but I have to go back. I still have something to do at home." Aurora said, taking off the roller skates on her feet, and was going to take them back to one of the shops.

"Okay then, bye."

"Goodbye."

After returning the roller skates, Aurora and Snape walked back from the town square together.Snape found that her mood was very different from before she came out, she became much more relaxed, the usual gentle and quiet came back to her face, and she couldn't find the escape and bewilderment just now.

After walking out of the town, the road in front of him became empty and silent, and Snape casually threw a Drying Curse on Aurora.Aurora touched her dry long hair and said, "Thank you, Professor. Actually, after I came back from Sweden, I went to Weasley's house, where I was notified by Professor Dumbledore, saying that I and You came here together. I actually guessed at first that it might have something to do with Mr. Slytherin, but I didn't expect that. I mean, it all seems so unreal."

"So you just want to go out and check if you're dreaming?" Snape looked at her out of the corner of his eye, feeling that she was hiding something, "I must say, your unreal reaction is really special."

At this time, Aurora suddenly stopped and looked up at the tall man beside her, and asked tentatively, "Professor, do I really look like Helga Hufflepuff?"

Snape looked at her for a while, remembering the portrait that had been shattered into nothingness by time and oxidation, and instead of answering her question, he asked, "What do you want to say?"

Aurora turned her gaze back to the front, shrugged her shoulders, and walked forward slowly: "I just feel that the way those people in that room look at me doesn't seem to be looking at me at all, they are looking at another People. And when they talk to me, they seem to care and talk to me as if I were someone else... It's such a weird feeling. It's like... I can't describe the feeling, anyway, it makes me a little Not suitable."

"That's it?" Snape pursed his lips and frowned, obviously feeling that this statement was too untrue.

"Yes." Aurora nodded after hesitating for a while.

"I thought it was because you didn't like being asked about your family."

"There is also this reason." Aurora answered with lowered eyes.

Snape glanced at her, but said nothing.But Aurora always felt that he saw that he was not telling the whole truth, but he didn't expose it.

Already approaching the intersection of the road and the shadow of the forest, Aurora remembered what happened in Siberia last time, and her intuition should have something to do with what happened today.She asked: "Professor, the last time you were in Siberia, you came to me suddenly. Can I ask, what did Mr. Slytherin tell you at that time? It has something to do with Professor Dumbledore suddenly asking me to come here right?"

"He figured out your connection to the Hufflepuffs, maybe he figured it out in the first place." It was so obvious to him after all, Snape thought.

"So he was the one who sent you and Professor Dumbledore here? What else did he say?" Aurora felt a little unreasonable, because according to Snape's usual style, even when he was in Siberia, he knew about her and Professor Dumbledore. The relationship between the Hufflepuff family should not have been the reaction at that time.Salazar must have said something else to him, so that he suddenly caught her out and interrogated her in the dark woods of Siberia.

Snape glanced at her, his black pupils were the best background color, covering up most of his emotions, and only replied in a cold tone: "You have too many questions, Miss Field. I really suggest you It would be good for you and your professors to keep them for transfer to your studies.”

"..."

Through the dark and quiet meadows and forests, they returned to the old house.The moment she opened the door, Aurora looked at Snape who had explained the reason for running out suddenly in a few words, and suddenly realized that it seemed that the only person here didn't treat her as someone else. Look, only Snape.

This feeling is very subtle, as if in the darkness, someone suddenly opened a crack in the window, and a ray of light that one cannot help but be fascinated by flows in.As long as it has appeared, it will never be forgotten.

At this time, Aurora heard Dumbledore and Melanie saying goodbye.She stood up quickly, ready to say goodbye.

"You are welcome to come back at any time, my dear, we are very happy to meet you. In fact, we have been looking forward to meeting you since your principal told us about your first time." Josefina smiled When you get up, the sound is silky and winding, like a river full of fragrant petals, gurgling through the hearing of others.No one can dispute the catchy beauty of her voice, leaving her listeners wanting to hear more.

"Thank you, I will definitely." Aurora nodded, and put the blond hair that fell in front of her eyes back behind her ears.

"Then let's go first, thank you for your reception." Dumbledore said with a smile.

……

It was Dumbledore who sent Oro to the Leaky Cauldron. He gave Aurora a Helga manuscript that Melanie had given him before. It was about magical creatures, some of which are extinct today.

Seeing Aurora's surprised look, Dumbledore smiled gently and replied: "This is what Melanie asked me to give you. This manuscript has not been opened for a long, long time, because no one has used it. She thought, maybe you can use it, so accept it."

Aurora looked at the thick notebook, and took it carefully: "Thank you. I will go there some other day to thank them."

Dumbledore blinked, his shining deep blue eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, and stared at the girl in front of him: "You seem to have something on your mind. Ever since you arrived in the Hebrides, you seem to have been a little unhappy. It's with Keitel Did something happen when the professor went out with them?"

"Uh...not really, just..." Aurora's hand unconsciously grabbed the fabric of the clothes in the crook of her arm, looked at the street with various vehicles passing by, and said, "It's quite complicated to say."

"I think at my age, I should still be able to keep up with my efforts." Dumbledore said with some humor.

"No, that's not what I mean." Aurora smiled, "It's just that I haven't figured out some things thoroughly, but it's much better than before. I think, if one day I really figure it out, I will tell you Yours, sir."

"Okay then. It's late, so be careful on the way back."

"Yes, you too."

After returning to the residence, Aurora simply took a shower, then sat at the desk and gently opened the old thick notebook.The pale yellow light covered the old and fragile paper, and the beautiful and flexible handwriting bloomed all over the page, like luxuriant vines in spring.

"Helga." Aurora's fingertips lightly touched the row of words.

On the title page it says,

Never take advantage of magical creatures because of their trust in you.The first responsibility of a born tamer is always protection.

On the back of the title page it says,

Parseltongues and Natural Beastmasters are opposites, and you should be careful with this, in every way.

Aurora stared blankly at the last "watchforit", thinking of the relationship between Helga and Salazar, she was a little confused for a while whether Helga's phrase meant "watch out, be careful" or "wait" or "wait".

But when she thought about it again, it was no problem to distinguish them.For Helga, either meaning made sense, but for people like himself and Newt, it could only be the first meaning.But what does "in various ways" mean?

Raindrops lightly slapped the upper window and shone slightly, so obvious against the background of the dark night.Aurora, driven by the increasingly heavy drowsiness, closed the book and climbed into bed, and gradually fell asleep with the sound of rain on her head.

The author has something to say:

I clearly remember that this chapter stuck with me for four days...

After checking the information, the musical fountain was used in performances in 1953.

I just finished writing the opening report today, let's rush to another chapter.

By the way, I have recently fallen into the pit of The Amazing Spider-Man Garfield, and I have made up a lot of animations of Xiaojiju. , is as cold as this article...

I have to contain myself...