[HP] Butterfly Effect

After coming out of the school hospital, Aurora ran towards the principal's office on the eighth floor of the castle without stopping for a moment.Everyone I met along the way cast all kinds of glances at her, and no one wanted to get close to the side where she was carrying a satchel.Aurora lowered her head and stared at the gray-yellow stone steps, letting her long hair hang down like a curtain to block the gaze of the people around her, hugging her satchel tightly in her arms, and speeding up.

Professor McGonagall was already waiting for her at the door of the office. Seeing the girl appearing at the end of the corridor, Professor McGonagall beckoned to her, and the two walked in together.Aurora secretly looked up at Professor McGonagall, and found that the other party's expression was very serious under the shadow of the wide hat, and his brows were frowning.

She remembered what Snape had told her to prepare because she had caused a lot of trouble, and her mood hung and sank to the bottom.

"Albus, here she is." Professor McGonagall said, taking a step sideways.Aurora looked up against the winter sunlight coming in from the principal's outdoor room, and saw that everything against the light was dusty, and even the fiery red on Fox's body seemed a little faded.She blinked vigorously, convinced that after Madam Pomfrey's treatment, her eyes didn't feel any abnormalities, but the sticky gray tone was still stubbornly growing in her vision, which made her a little flustered.

"Sit down, Aurora." Dumbledore reached out to the chair opposite him.Aurora nodded, and when she looked down at the chair, she instinctively groped a few times.Snape noticed her movement, raised his eyebrows, and asked casually in a businesslike tone, "What are you looking for?"

"No." Aurora looked up after sitting down, not quite sure which direction Snape was sitting in, so she could only reply indiscriminately in the gray air.She rubbed her eyes, but it didn't help much. This time, the sequelae of snow blindness lasted longer than ever before.

"About the whole incident, Mr. Chevalier and the others have basically explained the situation, so I let you come here now to remind you of the various situations that may happen next." Dumbledore Looking at Aurora, the voice was calm and serious, "We believe that this incident is an accidental implicated accident, and the Quidditch pitch will be restored to its original state soon, and these are not problems. But you know, Aurora, your little ones This time it scared a lot of students."

"Are they injured?" Aurora straightened up unconsciously and leaned towards Dumbledore. She felt beads of sweat slowly sliding down her forehead following the rhythm of her words.

Dumbledore shook his head, looking paradoxical in Aurora's unrecovered vision, like a puppet without facial features shaking its head: "No one was injured, it's just that they were all greatly frightened .After all, many wizards may never see dangerous creatures like bird snakes and winged demons once in their lifetime."

"I'm sorry principal, I..." Aurora's hand holding the satchel tightened a bit, and her fingers clasped the sharp and cold metal buckle decoration, "I'll go and apologize to them one by one, it's my fault."

Dumbledore shook his crossed hands, and his blue eyes were covered with a dim light, like the sea under a cloudy sky: "I know you don't want this to happen, in fact, no one wants to see this ...But Aurora, I still have to tell you a very bad thing. Just now, I learned that Mr. McAdam in Slytherin was very frightened because of the crooked demon. So he has been facing My own father asked for help."

Hearing this, Aurora could basically guess what Dumbledore was going to say next: "That means..."

"That is to say." Dumbledore sighed. "The Ministry of Magic will know about it soon, and I think they will be here in a moment."

Time seemed to have slowed down between Dumbledore's words. Aurora accepted those syllables in a daze, and then laboriously pieced together sentences, comprehending them one by one. For a moment, no thoughts could be formed in her mind.She opened her mouth, but didn't make any sound, the cloudy color in her vision hadn't dissipated, and the shadows were completely compressed.

"Then, then I will be...be..." Aurora found it very difficult to smooth her tongue at this time, perhaps because her mind was tied up.She wanted to take a deep breath and see Dumbledore's expression more clearly, but she couldn't.

A funny idea popped up suddenly, and Aurora began to wonder if she was dreaming.

"My point is that it's a bit too early to draw conclusions, sir." Snape said abruptly.He concentrated on looking at the old principal in front of him, his expression was as indifferent as ever, and his sitting posture has not changed from the beginning to now: "Because no matter what, no one was injured in this accident. Of course, except for being Except for the student injured by the Quaffle. But Miss Greenberg and the others explained just now that it has nothing to do with Miss Field. In addition, in the previous cloud-eating whale incident, Miss Field helped the entire wizarding world a lot. So I think it's hard to say what attitude the Ministry of Magic will take. It's just that there must be some necessary measures."

Dumbledore blinked, looked at the other party and smiled slightly: "Well...you're right." Then, he turned to Aurora again, with a gentle tone, "I'm telling you this in the hope that you can Be prepared, in the next period of time, you may be more difficult, but no matter when it comes, there is always hope. After all, although history repeats itself, we can still make some good changes.”

I don't know if it's because of a deviation in my own understanding, but Aurora always feels that Dumbledore's words are implying something.Before she could fully understand the key to this, she heard the other party change the subject: "I heard from Professor McGonagall that you still have class later?"

"Astronomy, sir." Aurora answered, recovering.

"Go to class first, I think Professor Sinista and other students are already waiting for you."

Aurora quickly said goodbye and left.

When she came to the astronomy classroom, Professor Sinista was showing how to identify the desired trajectory of the stars from the colorful and dazzling starry sky, and make calculations.Aurora tried her best to reduce her sense of existence to zero, but the others didn't cooperate.When she walked into the classroom along the base of the wall, those eyes that were staring at the starry sky or were about to close all looked at her in unison.

Aurora was fixed in place by these gazes, feeling that even the starry sky above her head was watching her.Shrouded in faint blue light, the shadows swam and gathered on the ground like snakes, and she felt as if she was being stuffed into the deep sea full of glowing algae.

"Miss Field, find a seat and sit down as soon as possible. I'm glad you didn't miss the most important part of this class." Professor Sinista waved his wand kindly and pointed to an empty seat, but the students next to the empty seat seemed very unwilling to do so After making the arrangement, he immediately put his books on the stool.

At this time, Vox waved to her: "Aurora, here." Aurora pursed her lips, lowered her head and ran over to sit between him and Bill, quickly rummaged through books and quills and set them up. "Are you okay?" Vox looked at her worriedly, "Did Principal Dumbledore say anything?"

Aurora shook her head and said nothing. The starry sky on the dome of the classroom began to change subtly. The stars were connected and stretched into pieces. A celestial body full of cracks and holes fell from the center of the sea of ​​stars and was held by Professor Sinista. Gently rotate, the uneven surface is full of shadows.Aurora stared at the words on the book, and the light of the meteor streaked across the back of her hand one by one.

She could hear a few students around her discussing something in a whisper, some from Gryffindor and some from Hufflepuff, but she couldn't make out the specific content.

Bill sighed, "I'm sorry, it was originally a conflict between our house and Slytherin, but you got involved like this." "I also insisted on getting involved, and it's none of your business." Aurora tried hard to capture Xin I took notes on what Professor Nista said, and the quill paused on the parchment for a long time, leaving no meaningful symbols except for a cloud of smudged ink spots.

She threw away the quill, wiped her face with her hand, put it under her chin, and said to herself: "And I keep grapes and crisps in school, which is against the rules."

Vox wanted to say something, but Bill stopped him by patting his shoulder.People around are looking at them, now is not a good time to talk.In an astronomy class that was so silent and depressing, Aurora mechanically wrote down everything she heard without screening, watching the stars overflowing and covering the ground with empty eyes, like being in the Milky Way.

When get out of class was about to end, Vox leaned into Aurora's ear and said softly, "Beverly is waiting for us in the Room of Requirement."

But Aurora vaguely remembered that Slytherin should be studying Charms at this time, and Beverly's answer to this was very short: "I skipped class."

"..."

"It's not a big deal anyway." Beverly said flatly, "However, I just heard in the school hospital that McAdam told his father about the grape crisp and blueberry jam, and the Ministry of Magic probably already knew about it. Is that why Professor Dumbledore came to you?"

Aurora nodded under the shocked gazes of Bill and Vox, "I...I might be expelled from school." "Expulsion?!" Vox couldn't react, "But no one was hurt at all, he just scared One jump, why is it so serious?"

Beverly frowned: "You can check the Ministry of Magic's assessment of the danger level of grape crisps. From the aspects of the degree of danger, the records of the number of wizards known to have been killed, and the difficulty of taming, there are a total of five class. Grape crisps are almost classified as the most dangerous category."

"It seems that McAdam is not so scared. He can write a letter logically and clearly in such a short period of time, and he knows to send it to his father." Vox said coldly, "Why didn't he Send it to Merlin?"

"Is he still in the school hospital?" Bill asked.Beverly shook her head, and said a little weirdly: "No, Professor Snape said that since he has the strength to write letters, he must also have the strength to attend classes, and he can't die after being shocked, but it helps the spirit to maintain vitality, so Let him go back to class."

The air was silent for a moment.Vox thought about it and said, "Are you sure this is what your dean said?" Aurora also turned to look at Beverly, and found that she was also looking at her.The brown-haired girl raised her shoulders and gave an affirmative answer.

Bill pondered for a while, and said: "But anyway, things are not that bad. I believe that Professor Dumbledore will not let the Ministry of Magic really do anything to Aurora. It is said that when Senior Newt had an accident, he It is to strongly oppose Senior Newt being expelled from school."

"That's different. Mr. Scamander took it for others, and I caused trouble and violated the rules." Aurora stared at the ground, "Anyway, the Ministry of Magic will be here soon. Don't rush out to replace me when the time comes." I will speak, otherwise you will be convicted of covering up."

"But……"

"So be it."

After coming out of the Room of Requirement, Aurora didn't go directly to eat, but got some food from Aidara in the kitchen, and went straight back to the dormitory.When she went, Aidara was arguing with Kreacher about the steps of a certain dish, and the two elves refused to accept each other, which is not unusual in the kitchen.For some reason, the Slytherin elves don't seem to get along well with the Black elves.

When she returned to the dormitory, all her roommates were still eating in the dining room, so no one was there.

Aurora climbed onto the bed, isolated herself from the outside world with the bed curtain, took out the diary in the hat and opened it, crystal clear and scattered snow particles rolled out.She patted off the remaining snow and saw that Salazar was narrowing his eyes dangerously, and quickly wrote flowery sentences on the tip of his tail: "It sounds like you're in big trouble this time?"

Aurora hummed, "After all, the bird snake and the winged demon are indeed very dangerous to other people, and this is the school again." After writing, before Salazar could reply, Aurora continued to take care of herself I wrote down freely, as if venting, "I know that this matter is still my own problem in the final analysis, and it is wrong to bring dangerous creatures like grape crisps and blueberry jam with me. But..."

But later she couldn't write any more.She remembered that Helga wrote in the manuscript that a natural animal trainer is both a talent and an instinct. It is too difficult to overcome this instinct to be close to and protect these magical creatures, because the emotions of magical creatures will also affect them.It is a beautiful feeling that cannot be understood and expressed by others, and of course it is doomed to make people with this ability look extraordinarily unreasonable.

"But what you need to know is that even in the wizarding world, it's not a good thing to hear things that others can't hear and feel things that others can't feel."

Aurora now finally understood what Newt meant.

Sara looked at the depressed look of the other party, and asked: "It's useless to talk about it now. If you let the Ministry of Magic execute your box of magical creatures, it will be peaceful, are you willing?" After seeing this sentence, Aurora said, Immediately, as if stabbed by something, he replied: "Impossible! I would rather be expelled from school than hand them over to the Ministry of Magic to kill them!"

Shouldn't she have written a letter to Newt asking for help on how to teach herself the rest of the course after dropping out?Or where is there a long-distance teleportation station for smuggling out of the country?Newt had told her half-jokingly that he was good at it, that the British Ministry of Magic had been such a pain in the ass.

"That's right." Salazar simply swallowed those words, as if he could fully understand Aurora's feelings, "Now you just need to think about how to deal with the Ministry of Magic."

"...However, it is true that I broke the rules first..."

"Rules are used to cater to the majority of people to ensure the stability and interests of the ruling class, and you just happen to be not among the majority of people. There is no need to care about breaking such things. Anyway, even if it is not you, you will There are others," Salazar wrote lightly.

...It seems that Dumbledore is right. People in Slytherin lack sufficient sense of observance and awe of the rules.This is definitely a tradition through the ages.

"Have you got an idea?" he asked.

"What? Dealing with the Ministry of Magic?" Aurora bit the tip of the quill's feather, "Not yet...I'm in a mess today. Besides dropping out, I'm also worried that this matter will involve other things, like you said , they may be taken away and then... and the headmaster and Vaux..."

"Really? Who was involved? I think you got it upside down, and you don't need to worry about other people?" Salazar interrupted her with a sneer, "I thought you were deciding to stir up trouble." I had already thought about this ending before going in."

"...Actually, there is no..."

"Of course you didn't. If you still rushed over so stupidly, I would have to consider whether the Sorting Hat has gone out of its mind like its previous owner, and that's why it didn't throw you to Gryffindor."

It is common knowledge that the Sorting Hat once belonged to Godric Gryffindor.It seems that the two colleges are able to stand at odds with each other and become what they are today, but also because of the traditions throughout the ages.

Finally, Salazar wrote: "Do as your potions master says."

Aurora froze for a moment, "You mean, what happened to the cloud-eating whale last time?" Would the Ministry of Magic give a lighter punishment because of this consideration?It looks very unfeasible.

"Otherwise? You don't want to be fired, you have to let them see the benefits of not firing you, right?"

Aurora hesitated for a moment, then wrote, "I see, thank you, sir."

"No need. I didn't say those words."

"Well... then I still have to thank you."

"Take care of your pets."

Aurora laughed a little when she saw the word pet: "Yeah, everyone now thinks that grape crisps and blueberry jam are the most dangerous creatures in Hogwarts."

"A bird snake and a winged demon?" Salazar meaningfully pulled away a scalp-numbing smile, "They got the wrong one, right?"

Seeing this sentence, Aurora suddenly became excited, thinking of the thousand-year-old basilisk Abyss in the secret room, and its invincible skill of staring at everyone, and suddenly felt that the grape crisp and blueberry sauce were really blameworthy. I am so wronged.

No... If it goes on like this, wouldn't the diary in my hand be bigger than Abyss...

Thinking of this, Aurora quickly reached out and grabbed a piece of cake from the nearby plate and stuffed it into her mouth to suppress her shock.

The author has something to say:

Seeing a friend say that he wants to draw a fan, he was so happy that he flew up ahhhhhhh! ! ! ! !

In fact, I only have a very vague description of the specific setting of the egg tart, which is light blonde long straight hair and brown eyes.At that time, I accidentally saw the picture of the Danish angel Sissel Rasmussen, who had been on Tiantianxiang, she was wearing a white dress, smiling at the camera with her head tilted, that was my heart Aoirola Prototype [cover heart mouth] What a beautiful girl.As for the badger Zu Helga, Aurora's face, just change the eye color to blue [funny face]

And in this chapter, there is a bit of foreshadowing about Egg Tart's eyesight, which is directly related to the state of her eyes in the finale, eh.

By the way, I saw that the comments were being discussed, so I will just say it. I guess when this article is over, there may be more people discussing it, and maybe it will be torn up in the future... After all, many inexplicable demons and ghosts are in the Appears after the article is finished.

The core question is whether the egg tart is right or not.

Frankly speaking, from other people's point of view, there is something wrong with her.Because those magical creatures are not a threat to Egg Tart, but since they are raised, they should take responsibility, which is good for everyone.However, she is only a 14-year-old child now, and there are bound to be omissions. Her ability can help the Ministry of Magic save the entire wizarding world from exposure, and it can also scare the other students at Hogwarts. It's true that there were other people's death elements in the beginning.

That is to say, there are good and bad things in everything. You can't expect Egg Tart to go smoothly forever. She must have tempered herself.Just like when Newt Scamander secretly raised many strange magical creatures in school, he was expelled for taking the blame for Rita Lestrange.Rita almost killed a student when she was doing magical animal experiments.

Speaking of this, what I want to say is that although I have been weakening this feeling, it is undeniable that Egg Tart, like Newt, is a relatively marginal figure.to be honest! !They are not suitable to stay in school, although egg tarts are much better in comparison, but judging from her attitude towards magical creatures, she is really not suitable to stay in school.

I remember it was said in the chapter on the Cloud Swallowing Whale that a natural animal trainer is as different as a Parseltongue.Just like wizards are an outlier among Muggles, both types are very marginalized and not easily accepted by others because they are so special and threatening to others.So in the article, Snake Ancestor understands egg tarts better, of course because of Helga's relationship.

It's just that Hufflepuff's natural tamers are gentler than the haughty Slytherin Parseltongue, so it might seem like they're more popular, but they're essentially the same.