[HP] Butterfly Effect

This morning's class was Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class, but Tonks and Charlie hardly listened to a word, because today people from the Department of Magical Creatures Management and Control of the Ministry of Magic will come to the school to hear the incident about Aurora.

Tonks was biting the quill in a bit of distraught, and the hair that was casually draped in the hat also turned as white as snow, as if the usual vibrant colors had all disappeared with her depressed mood. , only the tail of the hair still has a cool cobalt blue.Charlie had been scribbling in circles for several pages in a row in his notebook, and at last he dropped the quill and sighed, his face buried in his arms.

Professor McGonagall at the front of the classroom raised his glasses, looked seriously at the lion cub lying down in the third row, and said abruptly: "Mr. Weasley, spells don't hide under the table and read to you. Keep your head up and focus." Charlie sat up quickly, "I'm sorry, Professor McGonagall."

The elder witch waved her wand and continued to explain the next content.The time was slowly stretched in such a wait, which made people restless.When Professor McGonagall announced that the class was over, the two children jumped up in relief, grabbed their books and rushed out.However, before he ran out of the classroom, Charlie was called back by Professor McGonagall. It is said that there was a big problem with his last thesis.

Tonks comforted him and said, "It's okay, I'll go to Aurora first, and we'll meet in Hagrid's cabin later." Charlie had no choice but to agree.

The girl ran out of the classroom to the corridor, and heard several people beside her talking about the interrogation of the Ministry of Magic. It is said that it has just ended, but Mr. Scamander seems to have not left yet, so it is a good time to rush forward and ask for a group photo.

Before she could hear where the Ministry of Magic was interrogating the matter, however, she heard a disturbing sound of voices.Tonks sighed and looked towards the source of the voice, and sure enough, he saw the two Slytherin students looking in his direction, seeming to be talking quickly.

In short, the comer is not good.

Without even thinking about it, Tonks turned around and ran towards the edge of the castle where he could see the Black Lake, his movements were as light and agile as a squirrel jumping in the woods.After breaking away from the crowd, the cold wind hits the face, and the breath of forest and frost is so obvious.Tonks took a deep breath of the fresh, icy air, feeling himself running in the wind, almost drowning in this lingering and pleasant temperate forest.

She really loves this feeling.

As soon as he ran up the stairs, Tonks saw a completely unfamiliar adult man standing alone by the stone wall of the castle with his back turned to him.He wasn't a teacher at Hogwarts, that was obvious, from his attire.

So what is he doing here?

Tonks had no time to think about it, as the two Slytherins behind her were still chasing her.She ran over quickly, her robe and hair brushed against the corner of the man's clothes, and hid in the corner next to him in the man's obviously surprised eyes, shrinking like a cat in the dark shadow.

And Remus turned his head when he heard footsteps, and saw the girl running up from the bottom of the stairs, jumping a little when her shoe caught the raised stone.She is like a flying bird gliding down. The dark yellow scarf and clothes are the wings spread out behind her, held up by the mist and winter wind, and she is so fragile that it will collapse into feathers all over the place when touched.

Tonks stretched out his hand slightly to grab the corner of Remus's winter coat, blinked his eyes and gestured for silence, his black eyes were shining like stars.Remus looked back and saw the two Slytherins who had just run up out of breath, and probably understood what was going on, but he was still surprised.After all, the number of conflicts between Hufflepuff and other houses is really rare in my impression. Remus stayed at Hogwarts for seven years, and such situations can be counted on one hand.

After watching the two Slytherins walk away, Remus said gently to Tonks who was huddled on the ground, "They're gone, you can come out now."

Tonks glanced cautiously out, reminding Remus of some kind of small furry animal.After making sure that there was no one else, she jumped up and clapped her hands, and smiled at Remus: "Thank you, sir." Then she asked, "Do you know where all the people who came to the Ministry of Magic to interrogate this time are?" ? I want to find my friend."

"Your friend?" he repeated, his eyes resting on the Hufflepuff scarf around Tonks' neck.

"Well, her name is Aurora Field."

"That's a coincidence. I'm her guardian. She should go back to the dormitory, and she should be there in a while. Let's wait together."

"Then it seems that I guessed right when I ran this way, hahaha."

"Why are you being chased by them?"

"Hmmm..." Tonks reached up and rolled his hair, bringing it back to its usual violet color, and explained to Remus's stunned eyes as he stared at his hair, "They're a little too much." I mean, the two of them always say some really nasty things, as if they're afraid the Ministry won't fire Aurora."

"Then?" Remus felt that he could basically simulate the following scene.

"Then I pretended to be one of them and did a little prank to scare them."

Remus smiled slightly, he could see that this girl had obvious Gryffindor traits: "Are you a Transfiguration Magus?" Tonks nodded, tilting his head and flashing a bright smile, The voice is crisp and sweet, with a little pride: "Natural."

After speaking, she saw Aurora who had just climbed the stairs, and immediately ran over with a smile and hugged him tightly, making Aurora stagger and almost lost his footing.Aurora hugged each other, a little surprised: "Aren't you in class?"

"Just finished class." Tonks looked at her with a smile, and then his face lost the liveliness just now, and became worried, "How are you? What did the Ministry of Magic say?"

"It's okay, I didn't get expelled." Aurora shrugged, "This is already the best result."

At least she thought so.But others obviously don't think so, especially Vaux and the others.After several children gathered in Hagrid's hut, they heard about the decision of the Ministry of Magic to deal with Aurora. Their expressions became weirder and uglier than the last, and finally turned into a kind of grief-stricken sympathy. Except for Beverly .

Vaux: "Although I really want to be happy for you that you were not expelled from school, but the price is too heavy."

Tonks: "Merlin, you are only in the fourth grade, and you have three years left!"

Beverly was calmer, and she was more concerned about the details she had just captured: "You said it was proposed by the dean?"

Charlie seemed to be suffering more than Aurora: "Don't worry about Aurora, it will be better if we think of a way together. Merlin, if I were you, I would definitely make this matter worse, Just drop me out." Then, he looked at Aurora seriously, "Why don't I ask Professor Hudson for you to see what the admission requirements for Beauxbaton's school are."

Bill reached out and flicked his stupid brother's forehead: "Don't make up your mind, Professor Snape must agree because Headmaster Dumbledore asked him to do so. So I don't think there should be a big problem."

Beverly held the hot tea and tilted her head: "I agree with your last sentence."

"What do you mean?"

The girl put down the cup and pulled the cuff, and said calmly: "I just vaguely feel that this matter may not necessarily have a direct relationship with Principal Dumbledore."

Vaux looked at her with horror: "Why do I feel that you are scarier when you say that." Beverly pulled back the silver-green scarf that was pressed by his elbow expressionlessly.

Everyone looked at Aurora sitting beside the stove, holding hot tea and rock cakes, motionless.The sudden collective silence seemed to wake her up finally. She raised her head, and the firelight imprinted warm spots on her pale golden hair, a kind of flowing beauty.

"Ah..." Aurora's eyes turned to the window, and the dots of white fireworks began to flood dangerously in her sight, "It's snowing."

……

At lunch time, Aurora still avoided the restaurant and the crowd, ate some stew and noodles in the kitchen, and then returned to the temporarily empty dormitory to lie on the head of the bed, and told everything that happened this morning in the diary Snake ancestor.

Salazar didn't seem to be surprised by this result at all. He just supported his head with his slender emerald green tail, and his golden snake eyes half-closed: "Do you need me to congratulate you?"

Relying on the survival instinct accumulated from getting along with this snake ancestor for several years, Aurora replied tactfully: "If you are talking about the fact that I was not expelled from school, then please congratulate me."

Salazar smiled lightly, which made Aurora tremble a little, the tip of the pen trembled slightly, and the shaken thick black ink slowly extended on the page, plump like a blooming flower after breaking free from its sepals.He picked up the ink-dyed flower with the tip of his tail, tore it up and ate it with his fangs: "It looks like you're happy to stay here."

"Of course." Aurora wrote, and buried her head in the soft quilt and sighed again.Salazar raised his head: "What?"

"I'm in a bit of a complicated mood right now." Her handwriting almost flew off.Salazar wiped off the handwriting in disgust, "I see you were quite happy just now?"

"But……"

"It's useless for you to think about it now. If you want to end this 'embarrassing' situation as soon as possible, then try your best to meet the standards of the Ministry of Magic."

The truth is true, but why should the word embarrassment be changed to highlight it?

"You don't think this is really the reason why I can't control this ability myself?"

"Is that actually true?"

Aurora pulled her bangs, and wrote half-jokingly: "It seems that the Ministry of Magic and the headmaster are all wrong, and you are the one who knows the natural animal tamer best."

"You can think so too."

Seeing these words, Aurora couldn't help turning her eyes to her drawer, which contained Helga's manuscript.Her heart moved, and she wrote: "Mr. Slytherin, I have read in the book that snake whisperers and natural beast tamers are different even among wizards, so they usually don't get along well with other wizards." Very good. Is this true?"

Sara checked her and replied, "That's right."

"So... is this the reason why you knew people like natural animal trainers better? Because it seems that you are more similar to this kind of people."

"what do you want to say in the end?"

Although she felt that she was already on the verge of the opponent's explosion, after hesitating for a while, Aurora decided to speak out her thoughts: "When I came back from the Hebrides, Mrs. Melanie Hufflepuff gave gave me a manuscript by Helga, about magical beings. I saw a sentence on the title page, so . . . "

"What?" Salazar interrupted her.

"Helga wrote that Parseltongue and natural animal tamers are opposites, and you should be careful about this, in every way." Aurora wrote, "Do you know what this watchforit means?"

After a moment of silence, he asked, "Did she write this?"

"Well, the writing is the same, so I guess so."

For a while, the other party quietly entrenched in place without speaking.Aurora was a little flustered, and began to change the subject at will: "Speaking of which, I've always wanted to ask, isn't the snake in your diary what you used to be?"

Sara didn't even look at her: "This is what Abyss looks like."

"Ah, that's it." What to do, the topic can't go on.Could she just close the diary to clip the paper snake back and pretend nothing happened?

Aurora slapped herself in the face, thinking that she was a chat genius, and wrote down the topic randomly: "Well, speaking of it, it seems that the school has never seen portraits of you and the other founders."

Salazar finally moved, and looked at her with treacherous eyes: "You want to see me as I am?"

"...I just want to find a topic..." Aurora said it without any time to cover her mouth.

The emerald green poisonous snake gave her a blank look, "Good night."

"Good night!!"

……

Everything after that was as difficult and weird as expected.Since the Ministry of Magic's decision on Aurora's disposal was made, she has received countless sympathies, and "sit and wait for you to finish" watching the show from some Slytherins.

Sur Garcia once joked that she was half a Slytherin.Aurora wanted to force herself to smile, but she couldn't quite come out.

During this time, whenever Aurora wanted to feed them grape crisps and blueberry jam, she had to find Snape and let him be present.After a few days, she obviously felt that she spent more time in the cellar office than in the classroom.This feeling is actually very similar to the first grade, the time when she was often locked up.

She and Snape were busy with each other in the office, and the two of them hardly had any communication, because most of the time what Snape wanted, he could get it with a single levitation spell.But it was very different, at least, at that time, she would not feel uncomfortable because the two of them did not talk.

Until one time, the holly resin used to make the potion was gone, and Aurora found some from her satchel, saying that there were a lot of such things in the area for tea rolls, and she couldn't use them, so she kept using them. keep it.Snape looked at her for a long time, as if he finally realized that there was another big living person in his office.

So from that day on, Aurora inexplicably took over the role of the Levitating Charm, and started running around the house to find various potion ingredients for Snape.Then she discovered that her professor was really a fan of hoarding potion materials, and he had all kinds of weird things.However, contrary to his perverted rigor in brewing and quality of potions, Snape's own work and rest time was simply a mess, and he had no leisure or hobbies to speak of.

He spent all his free time working with potions, and Aurora sometimes wondered if he had a completely pathological dependence on brewing potions.Because even those who love magical creatures such as Aurora herself and Newt will have other hobbies and relaxation, it is impossible for a person to do only one thing 24 hours a day except sleep.

But Snape seemed to be like that, not to mention his breaks were a mess.Aurora wanted to remind the other party that it would be better to take a proper rest, but every time the words rolled to the lips and were crushed by the lips, and finally disappeared in the air along with the sigh.

When she sighed, Snape always paused a little to look at her.It's a pity that Aurora never noticed because she kept her head down every time.

Time passed in the increasingly dense white snow and condensed cold air, and there were two days until Christmas.Letters from the Department of Magical Creatures Regulation and Control of the Ministry of Magic arrived mixed with snowflakes, and to be honest, when Aurora first opened it, she was quite intimidated by the pink tildes and cute emojis inside.

Then she saw that the letter was signed by Mia Stone, the witch who always smiled and liked to snap her fingers as a way of greeting.

The cold, rigorous and authoritative image of the Ministry of Magic instantly shattered.

The content of the letter was very simple. Apart from greeting Merry Christmas in advance, I hope that Aurora and Snape can come to participate in the monthly routine review as promised.

"Don't worry, it's just a few simple questions~ After all, according to the magic record, Miss Field hasn't made any mistakes, so don't worry~ If everything goes well, you can leave in ten minutes~ After all We still have to have records, we can’t do anything about it (crying), we can only hope that everyone can cooperate happily (flowers)~ We will warmly welcome your arrival~ Merry Christmas~ (hug)

Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, Ministry of Magic

Maya Stone~

:)"

Aurora looked at the letter with a complicated expression, deeply feeling that the Ministry of Magic is really hidden.

After Herbology class, she went to find Snape in the cellar office, briefly told him about the matter, a little hesitant to show him the impactful letter as well.Thinking of those pink tildes and emojis gave her a chill now.

Snape didn't say anything after listening, but just acquiesced to the meeting time proposed by Aurora.Standing across the desk, Aurora looked at the other party's pale face and the empty potion bottle beside her, and wanted to say something.

Realizing that she hadn't left, Snape looked up again, his dark eyes were like two stones without temperature in the chaotic gray light: "Is there anything else, Miss Field?"

Before Aurora could think of what to say, her language nerves ordered her tongue forcefully: "Take a break."

Snape didn't move, and raised his eyebrows.

After she finished speaking, she was taken aback for a moment, but after she had said everything, she simply added: "I will pack the rest for you."

For the next period of time, even the air was silent and heavy, and Aurora could almost hear her own breathing.

Then she saw Snape wave his wand, put the last potion for the school hospital into a bottle and seal it: "If you insist on doing this."

Aurora quickly started to clean up the remaining mess of brewing the potion, which was very easy. After all, making a potion with herself was comparable to the workload at the scene of a car accident. The task Snape left for her was obviously easy too much.

After sorting out the remaining usable materials one by one, Aurora put the glass jars back in place.After finishing all this, she rubbed her fingers in fear of the cold, pulled the scarf, picked up the canvas satchel she used when she first entered school, put it on her back, closed the door and left.

After Snape returned from delivering the potions at the school hospital, he saw that his office had been tidied up.And the empty glass jar with the label "Mermaid Tears" was filled up at some point.

He reached for the jar and opened it.The magic pearl inside shone with a warm and full silvery blue under the dying and crisp dark light that would only be seen when the sunset came to its limit, like the glow of a crushed star.That is the luster that only very high quality magic pearls can have.

Snape naturally guessed the source of these pearls, they flowed from the merman under the black lake.

Such a full jar... Although she knows that it is not difficult for her to get these magic pearls, but with her attitude of giving them away so casually, has she really not considered how much wealth these things will bring?

Snape frowned, put the jar back, turned around and stepped on the school bell to sit down in the dining room.

He looked past the flowers and food in front of him and saw Aurora leaning over and chatting briskly with the two boys at the nearby Gryffindor table.Not knowing what the red-haired Weasley of the lower grade said, Aurora picked up the food on the plate and laughed, so bright and brilliant that it hurt people's eyes under the warm candlelight of the restaurant's dome.

He withdrew his gaze, cut open the veal steak in front of him with a knife, and smeared the dark sauce, dripping like blood.

The author has something to say:

Congratulations to Lu Tang for the successful meeting!

In fact, in the original book, Tonks obviously said that she didn't become a Hufflepuff prefect because she lacked certain qualities, and she also liked some innocuous little pranks.Therefore, she actually has Gryffindor qualities in her, and she is a perfect match with Lupine, a Gryffindor with obvious Hufflepuff traits! !

I went to the last session of the graduation thesis signing and professional make-up class yesterday, so I didn’t change it, it’s hard to wait.

In the end, I know that many friends seem to be afraid of me being pitted [laughs and crying] because I have jumped repeatedly on the edge of the abandoned pit several times before.

emmmmmmm, so, please don't leave a comment carelessly! !Comments are the motivation to generate electricity for love [laughing and crying], long comments are even better [being beaten up]