[HP] Butterfly Effect

In the following days, Aurora could not see Remus and the others very often.And because the summer vacation is coming to an end, her work in the magic pet shop is getting more and more busy.

Before the new school year started, Bill and Aurora received letters from Hogwarts again, congratulating them on being appointed as the prefects of their respective houses in the new school year, and at the same time sent the prefects' exclusive medals.

To be honest, Aurora was a little surprised by Dumbledore's decision. After all, the selection criteria for prefects are very strict.Although she has no problems with her grades, she has been punished by the Ministry of Magic for raising illegal magical creatures, so she always feels that she is not qualified to be a prefect.

She held the medal in the envelope and looked at it, then leaned over and pinned it on Ron's clothes, and said with a smile: "It just matches the color and pattern of your pajamas."

The little guy touched the medal on his chest, raised his head and showed his first smile in the past few days.Ever since Banban's identity was exposed, Ron has been depressed.Aurora thought at first that he was sad because he had lost his mouse pal, but the little boy told her with a serious face that it was because he was angry.

"It's slept with me, and it's still in my bed." Ron said here, his brows frowned deeper, and his immature face was full of straightforward disgust, "It's still in my bed every day." Nap in the pocket of a dress."

Fred added, shaking his head, "You touched him and hugged him."

"Evil!" Gemini looked at him with sympathy and gloating.

After hearing this, Ron's expression became even worse, and even chicken legs couldn't save that.

Fortunately, this prefect medal came in time.Aurora was relieved to see Ron who was smiling again, and he excitedly pointed at the golden medal on his chest to Ginny: "Look, Ginny! It's Hufflepuff's prefect medal!"

Percy sat on the stairs, staggered by the twins who were snatching Bill's prefect medal to play, and said rather displeasedly: "If I were you two, I'd put the medal away, you know it's not Things that can be sent out to play casually."

Bill didn't care too much, he just said don't let him lose it.After Fred heard his elder brother's acquiescence, he proudly turned around and made a face at Percy and ran away.

In the early morning of the last day of summer vacation, Aurora received a reply letter from Remus, telling her that Sirius' cassation trial will be held next week, so she should not worry too much, just go back to Hogwarts after school starts and wait for the news.The letter didn't reveal much other content, and Aurora knew that it was because Remus didn't want to worry too much.

After lunch, Molly was busy picking out new school year clothes for Bill to go to Diagon Alley.He has grown rapidly in the past two years, and his clothes last year were either short or small.Although Bill thinks he can take some of Arthur's old clothes and rework them in the Weird Sisters' punk rock style, Molly insists on getting him some new ones.

Aurora led Ginny back to her room to take a nap. The little girl lay under the quilt and blinked her beautiful eyes and begged Aurora to tell her a story.Aurora took out a rather old book from Ginny's bedside. It looked like it had been read many times because it was very popular.

On the cover of the book is written "The Tales of Beedle the Poet".As she opened it, she closed the curtains for Ginny, and the light in the room suddenly became soft and hazy, like the gentlest moment of the sunset in midsummer: "Which one do you want to hear?"

"The story of the three brothers." Ginny narrowed her eyes comfortably, "Mom likes to read this to me, it's very interesting."

Aurora nodded, "I also read a story about the three brothers when I was a child, but it's the Muggle version. The three brothers are the three little pigs." Ginny was amused by her.

She quickly turned to that page, and her soft voice was like piles of petals, falling one by one on the girl's quiet and beautiful sleeping face, in her hair, and in the center of the whole room: "Once upon a time there were three brothers, Depart at dawn, and travel together along a lonely, winding road..."

This is a story between a wizard and a god of death.

Aurora suddenly felt a little weird while reading, and the scar on her calf bitten by the ghost shark began to hurt, so she couldn't help touching it.The temperature of that piece of skin was obviously higher than other places, and it was scalding hot.She looked down at the scar, and there was nothing abnormal in appearance.

"The second brother among the three brothers is an arrogant person. He hoped to further humiliate the god of death, so he asked the god of death for the ability to bring the dead back to life... In order to be with the girl he loves, the second brother finally committed suicide in madness and went to the god of death world, where the girl is."

Is this kind of story really suitable for a little wizard who is about to fall asleep?Aurora had no doubts that if it was read to ordinary children, it would probably scare them to tears.

Fortunately, this story is not long. Before Aurora had time to tell the part about how the youngest wizard voluntarily left with Death, Ginny was already asleep.She put the book back where it was and quietly left the room.

As soon as she came downstairs she saw Charlie and he asked her if she would be interested in paddling with him all the way down the Otter River, which would go through a deserted forest where their older children used to go together adventure.

"Come on Aurora, it's beautiful there, I'm sure you'll like it. It's just that you can let the grape crisps out for some air." Charlie looked very much looking forward to this trip.

"Just the two of us? Where are the others?"

"Brother isn't here." Ron said vaguely while biting Bibi's multi-flavored beans, and then spit out the multi-flavored beans in his mouth, with a very grim expression, "It tastes like a goblin."

"Not interested." Percy continued to look down at the book.

"We're interested." Fred jumped up, slid all the way down the wooden escalator, and bounced in the middle of the living room.Charlie sternly turned them down on the grounds that the last time he took them out, they were too active and caused the whole boat to capsize on the river.In the end they had to climb ashore from the river by themselves, and returned home like a pack of distressed dogs.

Charlie finally made a conclusion and cut off the twins' thoughts: "So I won't take you there again, just give up."

Aurora put her satchel on her back, and tied her waist-length hair behind her head with a belt.This long hair is getting more and more unmanageable, and she is considering whether to cut it all, leaving it short to the ears.Charlie has always been against her idea after hearing about it, insisting that she just trim off a little bit of dry hair.

"Your hair color is beautiful, it's a pity to cut it off. Of course, I'm not saying that your short hair is not good-looking... I just think that your long hair looks good." Charlie said quickly, and skillfully started the engine on the boat. Switch, the tips of his ears began to turn red with what he said.

"Dad bought it from a Muggle carpenter, and he put a little magic on it so it could move by itself, like this."

They sat in a boat and went along the river towards the dense forest. The water was green and green like a huge piece of dark green silk. yellow leaves.Aurora leaned against the side of the boat to reach out for the cool river water, and Chajuan stood on the back of her hand holding her fingers, sticking out her tongue to lick the drops of water.

Fog solidified in the depths of the forest, like blue smoke from boiling potion, stubbornly resisting the abundant sunlight overhead.The more they rise to the top of the canopy, the easier it is to be dyed through, leaving a deep afterimage in vain.Those ubiquitous light greens began to be forced to turn to bright yellow, and then gradually approached the limit of gold, and the light and mist merged.

Ferns parasitize the roots of thick trees, dense to rampant.They grab the limited space to their heart's content, and the wide leaves stretch out to receive the baptism of light, covering the river water and fungi in patches of shade.

Aurora released all the magical creatures in the satchel and let them hunt by themselves.She and Charlie tied the canoe under a tree and climbed ashore to curve along the streaks of sunlight splashing down.And it was at this time that the injured young Welsh green dragon broke into their sight.

Because of the color of their skin, it is not easy to distinguish them hiding in the forest, but their roars are so beautiful that people can be attracted the moment they hear them.

Following the weak and sweet voice, Aurora pushed aside layers of green fern and rotten wood, and finally saw the appearance of this young dragon:

It looked thin, but it was the size of a small hill, and its amber eyes were startlingly bright.Their broad wings are covered in dirt and grass roots, making them look like they just rolled in a swamp.There are many scars on the front paws and chest that seem to be scratched by sharp tools and burned by flames, and the dark red flesh that has been clearly turned outward can be seen.

"This is..." Charlie stared dumbfounded at the giant magical creature in front of him, "Green dragon?"

"It seems that your Christmas wish to see the fire dragon has been fulfilled." Aurora touched the green dragon's drooping head, "They are very spiritual creatures, just like the Australian opal-eyed fire dragon. Do people approaching them have malicious intentions. Unless they are provoked, they will not approach humans easily."

"It's seriously injured. I think I still have some healing potions that Newt gave me last time in my satchel to help it." Aurora said, opened the satchel and quickly climbed down the stairs to find the A few bottles of potions.

The green dragon lay down quietly on the ground and let Aurora treat the wounds. When the wounds began to heal due to the special whiteness, it leaned over and kissed the girl's side face with soft and grateful eyes.

"Is it okay?" Charlie boldly reached out to touch the green dragon's neck and asked.Aurora shook her head: "No, it will take a while for it to return to its original health."

As she said that, she bent down to close the satchel, but unexpectedly found that the green dragon's curled up hind legs were covered with a thick metal ring.Aurora walked carefully avoiding the drooping branches above her head, which were covered with sticky, damp and fuzzy moss.

It's a taming ring branded with letters, with the initials of a circus of magical creatures written on it.

She thought she knew how the green dragon got its injuries, and it must have paid a terrible price for its escape.

"I heard that in the Triwizard Tournament hundreds of years ago, there was a project to catch fire dragons to test the warriors." Charlie said, "But because the casualty rate of the participants was too high, the competition was cancelled. "

"We have to get this taming ring off." Aurora tried to pull the iron ring, but it didn't budge.She wiped her sweat angrily: "Otherwise it will be caught back."

Charlie tried and couldn't get it off, so he suggested, "My dad will know how to get it off, so why don't we take it home first?"

"Alright."

The green dragon tried to move, but the injury limited its mobility. In the end, the coffee beans, Buckbeak, and Grape Crisp pulled and tugged to stuff it into the satchel, and the blueberry jam flapped its wings in the air. Cheer them on.

They quickly returned to the Burrow, and it happened that Arthur came home from get off work and was dragged by Charlie to the green dragon.The green dragon groaned, its huge body allowed it to look down at the entire Weasley family members even if it lay lazily on the ground, its amber eyes were as big as a plate.

"My God." Arthur looked at the living dragon in horror, "Where did you get it?! This is really..."

"It's so cool—!" The twins concluded for Arthur, excitedly wanting to run up to touch the green dragon, but Bill and Molly grabbed hold of it and prevented them from passing.

"Arthur, can you help it get rid of the animal taming ring? It escaped from the circus." Aurora hugged the green dragon, which was gradually alerted by the strong smell of humans, while comforting it. Pointing to the metal rings on its hind legs.Charlie added: "You should have seen it before, Daddy. It was all bruises."

"Oh—of course." Arthur wiped his forehead, his hand holding the wand was a little stiff and inflexible, "Speaking of which, it's also the first time I've seen a live dragon. What species is it?"

"Welsh green dragon, sir." Aurora replied, "Generally, they will actively avoid humans. They are a milder type of fire dragon and like to eat sheep."

"Torn apart." The metal ring shattered into several pieces and fell to the ground.The green dragon twitched its hind legs, stretched its neck and tried to get closer to Arthur, staring at him with round eyes.

"It wants to thank you, sir."

"Er—but I think—"

"Come on Dad, you can't back down!" George yelled.

"Or we wouldn't mind accepting it for you!" Fred shook his hands happily.

Arthur bravely accepted the green dragon's cheek-licking friendly greeting, with a complicated expression as if he had licked it himself.

Ron looked at the behemoth curiously and asked, "What's its name."

Aurora froze for a moment, then patted Ron on the head, and said with a smile: "Let's call it Broccoli." Ron's face turned green, trying not to cry.

"Just kidding." Aurora pinched his face and said after thinking for a while, "I still think matcha pudding is more suitable."

The big pudding as tall as a mountain shook its wings and snorted sparks.

Bill commented with a smile: "This one doesn't seem to be much better than the one just now, but I think it's okay."

"That's called matcha pudding. I'll put you back where you live when you're fully recovered, okay?" Aurora stroked the matcha pudding's chin, "Forest, I know that's where you belong .Now you just make up for it a little bit?"

The matcha pudding licked the girl's hand, happily agreeing with her.

In the middle of the night, Aurora has been haunted by a nightmare that is so real and frightening.She seemed to be lying on the Weasley family's magical boat, and the river was so wide that the forest on both sides could only be seen in outline.The sky was dark and chaotic, and the turbid color was thick, just like the river they were driving on.

Aurora saw a person sitting on the other side of the boat, facing her, completely backlit, so blurry that it was impossible to distinguish between men and women.But its hands are very iconic, they are bone hands that only a pair of skeletons have.

She sat up and looked at each other without any fear: "Where am I?"

The other party snorted, "Don't always ask me repeated questions."

"Then why are you here again?"

"You have asked this question several times."

Aurora looked at the other party quietly, and suddenly asked: "Are you the god of death?"

He sneered, sounding very uncomfortable: "This question is the first time."

"So you are?"

"As you wish."

A light floated up from his back, a very thin line, inlaid at the end of the river, like a gold necklace.Fragmented and clear light particles slid across the water surface, rippling a piece of mellow yellow, hazy covering the gray-black water, Aurora gradually discovered that there was something under the river.

Or the picture is right.

She saw that she was walking slowly around a tall snake tree, touching the tree with her palms, and then squatted down to dig the soil, looking up at the dense dark green crown.

She saw herself walking down a blurry street with Snape, and a little girl came running up to ask if they wanted roses.

She saw herself sitting on the teacher's bench at Hogwarts, applauding Ron's sorting results.

She saw that she was running away in a panic, holding the hand of a black-haired boy, turning her head from time to time to attack the death hunter behind her with magic—a giant poisonous snake.

She saw herself and a stranger standing opposite each other, golden and green magic beams bursting from the tips of their respective wands, fighting desperately, and blood trickling down from their hands.

She also saw Dumbledore greeting herself with a wand; Snape holding a black gemstone ring in his hand;

A long and hoarse voice sounded in my ears, as if reciting an old and long story: "Death is very angry that he was fooled by these three new victims, because all travelers who want to cross this river usually Drowning in this river. But Death is also cunning. He pretends to praise the three brothers for their magic, which enables them to avoid death, so that each will win a prize."

"Go down, they are waiting for you." The skeleton hand giggled and pushed Aurora into the river.

She screamed and rolled out of bed, the scar on her calf burning badly.

The light was turned on suddenly, Aurora covered her eyes, and fumbled for her glasses with her backhand.

"Having a nightmare?" Salazar's voice suddenly sounded, very soft, with a cool feeling like the body temperature of a snake.

Aurora put on her glasses and got up, rubbed her head, and didn't speak for a while.

"What's wrong?" Salazar asked.

"Mr. Slytherin, do you believe in death?" Aurora asked, her light blonde hair messy around her waist.

"Why are you asking this?"

"Just ask."

"Who told you what?"

"No, I just read a story this afternoon. It's about Death and the three brothers."

Salazar snorted and didn't take it seriously: "What's so important about fairy tales?" After a while, he asked again, "The scar from your last bite still hurts?"

"Hmm." Aurora tried to touch that piece of skin, causing a tingling pain.

The room was silent for a while, and then the diary slowly stood up: "That story is not completely false. At least, those things really exist."

"You mean?"

"The Elder Wand, the Resurrection Stone, the Invisibility Cloak. They are real. They are the Deathly Hallows that others say."

"They really can bring people back to life?" Aurora asked in amazement.

Salazar sneered, like some kind of sharp instrument cutting through the texture of the ice, which made people tremble with fear: "That depends on how you understand the definition of resurrection. At least the legend of the resurrection stone is like this, it will only Let you continue to think about suicide until you really go to the world of the dead to reunite with each other."

"If you believe in the world after death, then you are really with that person." He said the last sentence very casually, with a kind of impatience, "Every choice you make will require you to pay. The corresponding price. Even if there is a god of death, he is not a philanthropist, is he?"

"But……"

"It's time for you to sleep." As soon as Salazar finished speaking, the lights went out and the room returned to darkness.

……

Fifth grade.

Dumbledore announced that the newcomer Horace Slughorn would teach Potions in the new semester, while Severus Snape was transferred to become the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.Aurora recognized the new professor as the fat old man who was with Dumbledore in Diagon Alley last time.

The moment the news was announced, apart from Slytherin and the teachers applauding in the auditorium, the children from the other three houses were dumbfounded and at a loss.

"Professor Snape has his wish now," said the Ravenclaw prefect beside him, "He is so proficient in black arts, he has always wanted this position."

"I heard that Professor Slughorn seems to be the former head of Slytherin, and he has been teaching Potions. He likes students with talents and good grades."

Aurora didn't express any opinions of her own, she was just vaguely worried.Because the teacher who held this position has never been re-elected since she enrolled.Either something happened or he resigned voluntarily.Last year, Professor Hudson also left due to family reasons, and now Snape...

"Why does he want to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts so much?" Aurora asked the sixth grade Hufflepuff prefect next to him.The other party shook his head: "I don't know, but I heard that he is quite good at both. Because many times you can actually find that Professor Snape can successfully cast spells without reciting spells at all, which is very difficult to do. He and Professor Dumbledore is a lot like that."

Aurora nodded and said nothing.

After the opening banquet, Aurora and Beverly, who is also the prefect, took the newly enrolled little snakes and little badgers back to the basement, and the two of them talked with each other all the way.

A little girl walking beside Aurora looked at them curiously, and secretly said to the freshman in the same courtyard next to her: "I thought that people in Slytherin didn't talk to us."

"Well...it's okay for you to understand this way." The other boy shrugged, "After all, there are very few people who speak."

"Is this traditional?"

"Maybe. Maybe the founders of our two colleges didn't like to talk to each other..."

Aurora froze for a moment when she heard this, and suddenly she was a little glad that Salazar's diary was not brought with her: "Freshman of Hufflepuff, we will diverge from here. Please follow me closely, the ones behind Freshmen be careful not to fall behind."

After finishing speaking, she said goodbye to Beverly: "Goodbye."

"Wait." Beverly paused, and called her back, "Professor Snape asked me to tell you, after you have settled the new students, go to his office."

"Oh... ok, I'll be there in a minute."

The author has something to say:

I haven't changed it all the time, because I went to a relative's house to play.

When I was discussing the character of the professor with another group of gay friends, after listening to their in-depth analysis, I suddenly doubted life, and felt that the professor would not like a girl like Aurora at all [laughing and crying] so I was decadent for several days without code words, I feel like I've been set up completely.

But it’s all written here, let’s collapse to the end, it’s too late to change, next time I don’t write such a difficult role, it’s just like death...

By the way, Aurora's dream is very interesting, and it involves all the plots in the later period.