[HP] Butterfly Effect

After countless shameful experiences of being chased and frightened by her patron saint and climbing trees while crying, Aurora was finally able to basically maintain her appearance when she saw the silver black king snake appearing. calmed down.As for her true inner thoughts, she temporarily refused to describe them.

In short, Aurora felt that she could fully understand the mood of the dementors, and she really didn't want to have any chance to hurt each other with them one day in the future.

But Salazar obviously didn't think so.He felt that Aurora's reaction was significantly greater than that of the dementors, at least the dementors were never forced to climb trees crazily without any image.

Aurora looked at what he wrote, and once again had the dark idea of ​​throwing this diary at the bottom of the black lake and sticking it to the roof of their Slytherin common room while the night was still and the moon was dark and the wind was high.

Time unknowingly entered June, and Hogwarts ushered in another graduation season.

On the eve of the end of the fourth grade, Aurora received a letter from Newt and Mia Stone, a staff member of the Ministry of Magic. Sure, Aurora could come to him if she wanted to.

Newt's personality is quite introverted. When speaking face to face, he always appears to be very inarticulate, and he will habitually avoid too much eye contact with other people.But when he was writing letters, he would become a lot more talkative. Aurora talked a lot with Newt in the correspondence some time ago, and the other party told her not to worry too much about this training.

"In fact, I think it's more appropriate to call it an ordinary meeting, just a discussion about various magical creatures." Newt wrote in the letter, giving his own thoughts on some of the content Aurora wrote last time. Opinion, "As for your other concerns, my opinion is that you don't really need to be disturbed by them at all.

As Ms. Stone said, it's for the best that you stay at Hogwarts.No one is ever infallible, Aurora, no one.We are always making mistakes, and all we can do is try our best to follow our truest thoughts, try to do the right thing, and don't have to think too much about other things.

Also, maybe sharing an incident that happened to me a long time ago will make you feel better.

I still remember when I first came to America, many magical creatures escaped to New York City due to my carelessness and some problems with the box itself.Anti-wizard sentiment was always strong in American Muggle society at the time, and I was sentenced to death by the American Association of Magicians for it.

Of course, many other things happened in between.

So, you see, I've screwed up far worse than you.

Having said that, I think we should all pay attention to the safety of the locks of our magic bags..."

When Aurora saw this, she was infected by Newt's light humor that could only be revealed between the lines, and couldn't help laughing.Sitting on the smooth rock by the Black Lake, she pulled the parchment out of her bag and began to answer the letter.

A wind blows from the lake, curling up a corner of the paper, blowing and blooming like waves, with a crisp sound.The dark green lake water washed Aurora's ankles regularly, gentle and cold, and cracked into emerald-like ripples on the shore.Such a scene reminded Aurora of the forest river in Plymouth that she often visited when she was a child, and the river there was also so green and elegant.

Counting it, since she came to Hogwarts, it seems that she has never been back, and it has been four years now.This time Newt happened to be doing an investigation in Plymouth, so he could go back to save him from making a special trip to London after the end.Besides, Newt himself wasn't quite sure when it would end.

If this is the case, it will be very troublesome to open the satchel, and there is also the problem of the treatment of my eyes...

After two or three months of uninterrupted treatment under Snape's hands, Aurora's vision loss problem has long been stabilized, but it is still very difficult to return to the original level, and she still has to squint when looking at a distance. Difficult to identify.

But these are temporary, because it is summer now, and there is no overwhelming snow to irritate her eyes.Once winter came, it was hard, and unless she stayed in the castle all day and didn't go anywhere, and didn't look out of the window, it was almost impossible for her to avoid the snow burning her eyes.

Thinking about it this way... Sure enough, we should wait for winter to talk about winter, I really hope that my eyes can be better.

Aurora sighed and scratched her hair, the long tails of her hair were soaked and damp by the water vapor of the Black Lake.She put the half-written letter back in her Potions Notebook, and decided to ask Snape's opinion the next time she went to the cellar office.After all, it was extremely unexpected for him to agree to help him heal his eyes. You can't still expect him to go to Plymouth with you, right?

That's too unrealistic.

Therefore, the most likely result is that Aurora will run back and forth between Plymouth and London, two points and a line separated by more than 380 kilometers, until the end of Newt's investigation - which does not sound realistic.

What a blessing it is to suddenly find that the fireplace can be connected to the Floo network... Why don't you ask Bill or Charlie later to see if Mr. Weasley can temporarily add her home?

But it seems that having Floo powder doesn't work too well. Newt's investigation is always outside, and the location is uncertain.Can't I run into the fireplace at home every time I want to open my satchel, go to school to find Snape, and then run to Newt?

Thinking of this, Aurora felt for the first time that the monitoring mark of the Ministry of Magic was really troublesome.

A low-pitched bell gradually came from a distance, and Aurora realized that it was time to go back, so she packed her canvas bag, picked up her shoes, and ran into the castle barefoot on the dense, sharp green meadow.When passing the garden, I met Beverly who just finished class, and the two sat on the bench and chatted for a while.

Another graduation season is coming soon, and the prefects of each college are preparing for a new round of graduation farewell activities.

This year's theme is "Summer Waltz" planned by Ravenclaws. To put it bluntly, it is a large-scale dance. Students above the third grade can freely choose to participate or not. Children in the lower grades need invitations from the upper grades. .This proposal was supported by many professors and young wizards.

So from half a month ago, the number of people who flocked to ask the senior Hufflepuffs for help to bring various trinkets and dresses to Hogsmeade village, or wanted to go to the dance together suddenly increased.The presence of the little badgers has never been so strong. The rest room of the badger yard is almost filled with dresses and decorations brought back by various gangs for others.

In the past few weeks, Aurora felt that she had basically seen all the dresses and skirts that she could see in her life, with all kinds of colors and materials, dazzling her eyes.

It has been a tradition since ancient times for dances to have age restrictions, because for some pure-blood conservative wizarding families, the senior dances are the precursor to a mature social circle among wizards.Prom is a good way to sharpen and expand the scope of communication before being formally introduced by family members into their social arena at the age of 17.Especially for children from pure-blood families who are about to enter the sixth and seventh grades, it is of great significance.

These are all Aurora heard from Beverly, because this kind of atmosphere is the strongest in Slytherin, and Hufflepuff can hardly feel it.

"Will you go to the dance then?" Aurora asked.Beverly shook her head, spread the book flat on her knees, and said indifferently, "There's nothing to go, and besides, I don't know many people."

"Did no one in Slytherin invite you to join us?" Aurora was a little surprised, forget about other houses, Slytherins always go alone.And obviously, Beverly is very outstanding no matter in terms of academics or appearance, it would be too strange if she didn't even have a dance partner.

"For Slytherins, choosing a dance partner is not that simple, Aurora." Beverly said calmly, as if she was very used to it, "It usually means that two families are involved. I don't even know my bloodline , even the surname was given by the master, which is very different from them."

Aurora digested for a while, then smiled and gently pushed the other party: "It's okay, if you don't go, you won't go. Anyway, the study assessment doesn't include this item. If I knew it was so complicated, I wouldn't want to go." Hearing this After speaking, Beverly turned her head and looked at her: "Who did you promise?"

"Not to dance, you know I don't know how to dance at all." Aurora shrugged, "I just agreed to Professor Sprout a few days ago to play the guitar at the scene, and we have been practicing this for the past two days. As she spoke, she looked at the time on her pocket watch, "Oh, I have to go to the auditorium to rehearse, see you at dinner."

"See you at dinner."

Aurora hurried back to the dormitory to get her acoustic guitar, and then went to the auditorium to participate in the rehearsal.At the end, Vaux came to her with the violin in his arms and asked her and Beverly about their plans for the dance.Aurora looked at each other a little funny, her warm brown eyes curved into beautiful arcs: "Don't I have to be a band here with you? Why do you still ask me about the dance arrangement?"

Vaux looked at the sharp-rib vault of the auditorium with a little embarrassment, and his eyes fell on the halo of light under the stained-glass window. He rubbed his fingers against the strings and plucked out a few out-of-tuned crisp notes: " Band members are allowed to dance too, so I just asked."

"But I remember that you have always disliked such lively occasions." Aurora and Bill, who came to watch the rehearsal, looked at each other, and looked at him rather teasingly, "Before you Gryffindor There is a big party where you are the one who will run out alone, why are you suddenly concerned about the dance this time?"

"..."

"I guess, you want to ask if Beverly will come to participate?"

"..."

Seeing her friend's kidney pierced expression, Aurora smiled and patted her on the shoulder, showing her small white teeth: "Okay, I won't tease you. I did meet her just now, and there is no one yet." Invited her, so Beverly didn't plan to come. But like you said, band members can go to the dance too. You hurry to find her before it's too late."

Bill nodded in agreement, put one hand in his trouser pocket, and made a chic cheering gesture to Vaux with the other hand, with a serious and humorous tone: "This is the beginning of peace between our two houses, you are already a responsible Gran Fendo is gone, believe me, just go and invite her, Professor McGonagall will be pleased."

"Also, your 'just asking' excuse just now is really bad, don't say that when you meet Beverly, girls won't like to hear this." Aurora added with a smile.

"You two!!" Vaux yelled like fury, the tips of his fair ears were faintly red.The other two laughed for a moment.

……

In the evening, Aurora came to Snape's cellar office as usual, and all the Slytherin students walking around her along the way seemed to be familiar with the girl from the outer court who sneaked in.

I don't know if it's the effect of psychological hints, but Aurora always feels that the Slytherin area on the left side of the basement is colder than the Hufflepuff area on the right side.The dryness and warmth in summer can't affect this place at all, as if there is some strange spell that has permanently fixed the feeling of coldness and dampness.No matter how the seasons change, the light here is always green, as if indulging in a swamp covered with vegetation.

The shadows of the stone wall patterns are infinitely elongated and entangled by this crystal clear and dim light, and they are fixed in the grooves between the bricks, growing luxuriantly like vines.If you walk here for too long, you will have a terrible feeling that you will never be able to get out, and the corridor is devouring the pedestrians inside.

It is very in line with Salazar Slytherin's taste, and it has the same gloomy and ancient style as his Chamber of Secrets.

Aurora thought so, and quickly turned towards the office.Before she got close, she saw the light on at the door of the office, separated by a whole dark corridor, it was very faint, but it was enough to make her feel at ease.

After feeding them, Aurora stayed with them in the magic satchel for a while before coming out. She would stay like this for a while almost every time recently, and the trick was to control the time within a range that would not annoy Snape.This is the law she has gradually figured out, although Aurora sometimes feels that the other party has a lot of other things to do, so she doesn't bother to care about her delay, as long as she doesn't procrastinate too much.

Then it was time to drink the potion. Within 10 minutes after drinking those potions, Aurora's tongue was completely out of order.For this reason, she once doubted that perhaps her sense of taste and vision could not coexist at all, and one had to be abolished.And according to current trends, they are likely to die together to a large extent.

Thinking of this, Aurora picked up the potion bottle in front of her with a forbearing and tragic expression on her face.

Snape noticed her expression and raised his eyebrows in displeasure, but was preempted by the other party when he was about to speak.Aurora held the cup of light blue warming potion, looked up at him and asked, "Professor, can I ask how long I have to drink this potion? It's going to be summer vacation soon, and students won't be allowed to stay in the school." of."

"Unless you plan to hide in a remote place where you can't even find owls for the whole summer vacation, I can't think of why you are worried about this problem." Snape glanced at her and said in a cool tone, "Still, you Don't you remember your address?"

Aurora replied, "That's not true. I will go back to Plymouth during the summer vacation. Mr. Scamander wrote to say that he is doing research there, and the exact time of his stay is uncertain, so I can only go there. That's it... Take care of the coffee They will be more troublesome, you know, I don't have the right to open this satchel by myself now."

"Then?" Snape asked without looking up as he graded the student's paper in front of him.

"Then I really can't think of how to contact you in time if I need to open the satchel, because I don't know where Mr. Scamander will go to investigate in Plymouth, so..." Aurora's thumb moved along the potion bottle in his hand The body of the bottle slid up and down, and continued with an inexplicable nervousness, "So I think it's possible, but I'm sorry to bother you to go to Plymouth together."

After she finished speaking, she herself felt a strange feeling, which was obviously like some kind of invitation.

Noticing that Snape's correction of the thesis froze for a moment, and his brows frowned, Aurora quickly added: "Of course, I know this will really take up your time, so why don't I write back to Mr. Scamander and wait?" What will he say after the inspection is over?"

But she will definitely go back to Plymouth, just depends on the length of stay.

Aurora was still waiting for Snape's answer, and Snape didn't really listen to what she said later.When he heard the place name Plymouth, he was slightly distracted, and suddenly remembered that he had not yet graduated completely, and in order to join the Dark Lord's command, he accepted the test of the other party without hesitation and came to Plymouth This place tried to kill the orphan of this Order member.

That was his first time there.

The second time, he went as Dumbledore's double agent.He was seriously injured there, and was buried under the ruins. The space around him was so compressed that it was difficult to even move, but the darkness and dead silence spread endlessly.Only the voice of a strange girl on the radio was still alive, a constant reminder of the fact that he was still alive.

In the end, I still woke up in her home, and it was she who saved me.

Snape subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch the long-healed penetrating wound on his shoulder, but stopped just as he raised his hand, and then quickly regained consciousness and put his hand back on the original position, his brows furrowed even tighter, his eyes darkened He stared at Aurora lacquerly, as if he had just met her for the first time.That unfamiliar sharp gaze made Aurora a little uncomfortable, hesitating whether to say goodbye and go back to write a letter to New and wait for him to finish.

In fact, the other party was right. Plymouth and London were far apart, and coupled with the uncertainty of the location, it was indeed the most convenient for him to go there himself.But Snape's subconscious was somewhat strangely resistant to this proposal, and there was even an aversion for no clear reason.

This kind of resistance for no reason bothered him, and for the first time Snape's mind was a little confused.At the same time, it also made him realize that he seemed to have unknowingly formed some unbreakable connections with the girl in front of him.Even though there was nothing good or bad about this connection for Snape, it just seemed to start from Plymouth in retrospect.

However, immediately afterward, the keen intuition that something was wrong reappeared clearly, which made him secretly uneasy.Just like when Aurora thought that her eyes would not turn around, she chose to show her trust in him unreservedly in front of him.Snape had this weird feeling back then.

After a long time, when the effect of Occlumency strongly suppressed all the waves in his mind, Snape finally spoke, the emotion revealed in his voice was as blank as his expression: "You'd better guarantee that there will be something interesting there this summer vacation. The catch, Field. The sooner you get rid of the Ministry of Magic monitoring you, the better for everyone, especially those you implicate."

So he agreed? !

After receiving this result, Aurora's chest was instantly filled with warm joy, and then she replied cheerfully: "Thank you, professor, I assure you."

"You can go." He coldly issued the eviction order, his expression still vague.

Aurora bid farewell and left politely and obediently.

The author has something to say:

I was stuck on this chapter for three days...I was stuck to death when I chose where to go during the summer vacation, and the professor's psychological activities also made me die, and I was afraid that I would write too clearly, and I was afraid that I would not understand it...It made me want to write Climbing in along the WiFi, grabbing the professor's shoulders, shaking wildly and crying bitterly...

[Professor: Shenfeng...]

Ah, anyway, it doesn’t cost money, so please bear with me and just take a look at it, the level of scumbag authors is really limited [crying on the spot]

By the way, it is announced that there will be a dance party in the next chapter, the almighty Shura Field, and the legendary Mirror of Erised will be launched.

[crawls away heartbroken]