[HP] Butterfly Effect

The cold light with a green tint was drawn by the magic, and quietly extended from the gap in the window. After several tremors, it gradually turned into a soft yellow brightness.

It is bright.

Aurora got up again from a mess of dreams, exhausted as if she hadn't slept at all.This is the first time she has had such a dream several times. Although the beginning of the dream is different, the key points are the same.

Those pictures included her crouching under a huge tree, and her walking down the street with Snape.But in the end, the picture is always in the dark, she and the strange man on the opposite side use magic to fight to the death, under the flashing golden and green light, their hands are covered with blood, and their wands tremble so that they cannot be controlled.

Aurora lay on the bed for a while before recovering, rubbed the black cat Brett who was sleeping soundly curled up next to the pillow with half-opened eyes, said good morning in a daze, and then walked a short distance with difficulty Go to the bathroom and use a handful of cold water to wake yourself up completely.

She was scratching her sleepy bangs in front of the mirror, when she heard the mirror commenting disgustingly at her: "You should use a hairdressing spell to manage your hair well, miss, they are too rough. And your clothes oh, those Muggle clothes, Merlin! You should wear a decent dress under your school robes, that's what a decent senior witch should do."

Aurora rolled her eyes wearily, continued to wash unmoved, and braided her messy long hair loosely.

There was still some time before breakfast, and all the roommates were still asleep. Aurora walked out the door lightly with her satchel on her back, and Hagrid was already waiting for her outside the cabin as usual.When he saw Aurora gliding out of the castle on a Thestral coffee bean, he was a little surprised: "Good morning Aurora, you are much earlier than usual today."

"Good morning Hagrid, I just woke up early today." Aurora jumped off the coffee beans, and put all the magical creatures in the satchel into the Forbidden Forest to hunt.

"No, no, you can't do it!" Seeing that the matcha pudding was also curiously about to poke its head out of the satchel, Aurora quickly reached out and grabbed its head and stuffed it in forcefully, "You can't come out, if Filch Seeing you in school, I'd have to be thrown out right away."

The green dragon snorted, spewed a stream of crackling purple sparks from its nostrils, and reluctantly slid back into the bag with narrowed amber eyes.Hagrid was so insanely obsessed with it that he even cried when he saw it for the first time, startling Aurora.

Later, he took the initiative to take charge of the difficult task of preparing food for matcha pudding, and wanted to feed it himself.It's a pity that the human allergy to matcha pudding is still very serious. When they first met, they almost set Hagrid on fire with a ball of purple flames.

The roar of the green dragon was very beautiful, and Hagrid had always wanted to hear it. However, the matcha pudding didn't like him very much. He hadn't made a decent sound for half a month. He just held a dragon unique The haughty posture looked down coldly at the small human on the ground.Except for Aurora, anyone who tried to get close to it would have their ass burned. Charlie and Vaux had already experienced it several times.

Seeing that the matcha pudding was finally retracted into the satchel, Aurora breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the lead bucket containing the sheep meat and climbed down the stairs, and fed the green dragon today's breakfast.

When she returned to the dormitory, she heard that the kitchen was already getting busy, and Aidala's shrill voice came out from behind the half-hidden door: "It's honey, not maple syrup! Aidala doesn't allow ingredients to go wrong!"

"The mint leaves should be chopped more finely! There is also pumpkin paste, and the pumpkin paste must not be forgotten!"

It's so strange that Helga Hufflepuff wrote the basic Hogwarts menu, but it was the elves of the Slytherin family who stayed in the kitchen and worked forever.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help reaching out and touching the locket that had been in her pocket all this time, the unique cold and hard texture of metal objects was so clear under her fingertips.

Soon it was the regular breakfast time every day, and owls would usually fly around under the dome of the auditorium covered with large groups of white clouds, bringing their letters or packages to the various students.Aurora had received one too, a reply from Melanie Hufflepuff from the Hebrides, ghostwritten by the house-elf Coco.

She sent a letter to the ghosts of the Hufflepuff family on time three days ago, which mentioned something about the Slytherin family.Originally, Aurora didn't intend to do this, because she could feel that Melanie actually didn't like to mention anything related to Slytherin, but this time she didn't know who to ask except Melanie.

Since knowing that Tom Riddle is a descendant of Slytherin, and that the diary is actually a horcrux with powerful black magic, the communication between Aurora and the diary has been much less, even if they can talk, they are talking School trivial matters.

It's not that she started to feel fear and disgust towards Salazar because of this. The Dark Lord is the Dark Lord, and Salazar is Salazar. These two people are completely different, she has always felt so.It's just that every time she thinks that the Dark Lord who has disappeared temporarily is a descendant of one of her most trusted people, she feels very embarrassed, and doesn't know whether she should tell him about it.

Or rather, she wasn't sure how Salazar would react if he found out.Because whether it was Dumbledore or Melanie, or Snape and her own cognition, they were all telling her that Slytherin valued blood and family ties very much, just like the current Slytherin house.

They are probably the most cohesive and exclusive house in Hogwarts, and they are notoriously unanimous no matter what happens.

If the Dark Lord had simply inherited and morbidly distorted Salazar's original will, then Aurora would have less concern.The problem is that he is also a member of the Slytherin family, and perhaps Salazar's only relative in Europe, which immediately involves the internal beliefs and kinship of their Slytherin family.This kind of complicated and tangled bond, Aurora only took a look at it and understood that it was better for an outsider like herself not to think deeply, because she couldn't figure it out at all.

However, it is said that one of the founders of Ilvermorny School in North America is also a descendant of Slytherin. I wonder if Salazar is interested in crossing the ocean to meet a relative?If the founder still has descendants alive today.

Aurora was thinking wildly in her mind, while opening the letter from Melanie.The letter paper exudes a sweet and pleasant aroma of daisies and citrus, which smells like summer and has a sense of freshness.This is Josephina's hobby. She has always been obsessed with all kinds of spices, and believes that all spices have their own mysterious magic power, which can bring people good luck or wish fulfillment.

The content of the letter is very long, most of which are nagging and exhortations from the ghosts.Melanie's words were put at the end, and there were only a few concise sentences:

"I don't know much about the Dark Lord you're talking about, so forgive us for not having communicated with anyone for hundreds of years, and we've always been in a closed state of isolation.

As for what you said, I'm not entirely sure.

But as far as I know, the Slytherin boy should have never been married.

Hope to help you guys.

All the best to you, Jola[1]. "

"The Slytherin boy" is Melanie's nickname for Salazar.Melanie would never mention his name, she always saved as much as she could, and if she couldn't save it, she would use this pronoun, which was her habit.

So when Aurora saw Melanie's words, she was stunned for a moment, wondering if her understanding was wrong.Yet no matter how many times she tucked the letter back in and took it out again, Melanie had written it that way.

"What's wrong with you?" Tonks looked at her curiously.Aurora hurriedly drank the pumpkin paste in the bowl and got up from her seat. The letter in her hand was crumpled up and stuffed into her pocket: "It suddenly occurred to me that I have something to go back to, sorry Tonks." It's okay, I can go to Hogsmeade with Cecilia and the others." The other party nodded thoughtfully.

"Say hello to Remus and your cousin Sirius for me!"

……

Last Friday evening, Snape received a letter from Dumbledore from outside the school.The content was nothing special, just asked about Aurora's progress with Slughorn as usual.

Snape quickly replied to the letter, and after answering the other party's concerns, he also casually reminded Dumbledore at the end that if he wanted to know, he could actually write to Aurora directly without going through him This one.

Dumbledore's reply was quicker, and he still kept his deep humor between the lines: "I just thought maybe the kid would be more willing to talk to you."

Snape endured it and lit the letter and threw it into the fireplace as ashes as soon as he read it. Dumbledore's words made him feel a little weirdly happy and irritated, and a secret sense of loss of control gripped him.

For Snape, the word "out of control" represented the development of a matter at a certain point, which suddenly exceeded his expectation and control ability, and the replacement words with the same meaning were trouble or hate.

It was only later that he gradually discovered that the synonymous replacement for the word out of control should be Aurora Field.Because no matter what it was, it seemed that as long as he came to Aurora, he would become very unknown for no reason. It was always difficult for him to predict her reaction, which made him instinctively vigilant and very annoyed.

Perhaps it was the ability of a natural animal trainer that endowed her with as keen discrimination as some magical creatures. Although Aurora seldom showed overly obvious likes and dislikes to a person, Snape found that she was actually very sensitive to those around her. People have a set of accurate and clear evaluations, and these evaluations directly determine her attitude and differences towards other people.

It's a pity that Snape quickly realized that Aurora's discernment didn't work every time, otherwise she wouldn't be so stubborn to believe in that Horcrux and herself.

From when she defended herself in front of the entire Ministry of Magic, to when she finally saw those memories in the Pensieve and still chose to believe him.Snape found countless reasons for her behavior, nothing more than "being influenced by Dumbledore", "Dumbledore's psychological suggestion was very successful" and so on.In the end, he had to wonder if Dumbledore had cast the Imperius Curse on Aurora, otherwise why would she accept her dark and even rotten past so obediently and naturally.

These behaviors of Aurora made him unable to find a reasonable explanation, and at the same time, there were many unnecessary absurd things disturbing him.Snape could even clearly sense that something was slowly spiraling out of control, not only with Aurora, but also with himself.

This situation sharply stimulated his nerves, and made Snape think and try countless times to push the other party out of his life by any means, preferably out of sight and out of mind.However, this method didn't work, what's more, he couldn't let Aurora's eyes deteriorate and turn a blind eye.

Those eye disease potion formulas that have been tried and failed are piled up, broken into clusters of flying flower-like crumbs under the action of the spell, and when they are sprinkled into the fireworks, they are silent, and after a very short period of brilliance, they turn into frivolous of dust.Most of them are already several times better than the existing potion formulas, and can cure many difficult eye diseases, but without exception, none of them have the effect that Snape wanted.

This caused a cold and subtle idea to emerge in his mind at some point, that is, maybe he really couldn't cure Aurora's eyes.

Because it's too late.

This idea is like a crack that appeared inside the glacier due to heavy pressure and great changes in the internal and external environment. When it was born, it was just a very insignificant trace, but it really showed the fact that the entire glacier is gradually disintegrating from the inside, even if it looks It still looks unattainable and cold and majestic.

The flame in the fireplace gradually fell silent after burning those failed recipes, but it boiled again in less than half a second, and its color was green.

The elf of the Slytherin family jumped out briskly from the fireplace, holding a plate of dinner in his hand, blinking his big eyes and looking at the slightly frowning professor in front of him: "Hello, Mr. Dean, Adara is here to bring you Dinner is here."

I didn't often go to restaurants to eat before, but it was the first time I took the initiative to deliver it.Snape asked why, quite naturally.

Aidara replied cheerfully: "Miss Aurora asked Aidara to bring it to you. The lady said you didn't eat at dinner, so she brought it to you." Snape's eyes flickered, and he became a little inorganic The quality is dark and empty, just like his tone: "You put it there."

How long has it been since the last time I didn't have time to eat and someone wanted to deliver it?

The red-haired and blue-eyed beautiful girl carefully took out a piece of fruit shortbread that had been torn apart from her bag, and the way she handed it to herself after looking at it dejectedly, was already full of dust in Snape's mind.The erosion of time has made them yellow and fade, hanging on the high city wall, blurred and crumbling, with mottled cracks.

"Have a nice dinner, sir," said Aidara and disappeared.

After eating the food, he kept busy until midnight. The deep and subtle sound of the rain was very long, revealing an ethereal gentleness, which soothed Snape's nerves and pulled him into a familiar dream.

It was one of his most frightening dreams, because even in the dream, Lily was unwilling to forgive him for saying "Mudblood".She was fed up with Snape getting close to those would-be Death Eaters who were arrogant and arrogant in school, and she was fed up with him insulting her friends in front of her, and she was fed up with it day after day. Making excuses for him, trying to convince himself that Snape was different from the other Death Eaters.

But actually...

"You are no different from them, Severus." At this time, the red-haired girl in the dream would look at him with a piercingly determined indifference, "Of course for you, me and others There's no difference between people. But it's okay, because I don't care anymore, we are not the same way."

Immediately afterwards, she would leave decisively without any hesitation or nostalgia.She is the aloof judge, and she disappears after the sentence is pronounced on him.

but……

Snape raised his head in a daze and was eager to explain, and saw that the person in front of him who was still wearing the same white dress, standing at the door of the portrait in the Gryffindor lounge with folded arms and staring at him indifferently, turned into Aurora.Her complexion had an unreal, illusory paleness in the dream, and the delicate tenderness between her eyebrows and eyes was also frozen into ice, which looked very strange, almost sharp.

Like the fine streamer passing by waves on the ice surface, there is no temperature.

For some reason, Lily's fierceness and toughness did not repel Snape, but the silent silence of the girl in front of him made him feel very at a loss.

Her eyes were lifeless in the dim environment, but they were surprisingly bright, with dilated pupils.

"I'm sorry." His voice was almost murmured, but the other party didn't respond.

The dream was empty and heavy, he was trapped in it, he could hardly breathe, surrounded by almost suffocating silence, crushing his already fragile reason in the dream.

Snape skillfully rolled up his sleeves, like every time he begged Lily before, blood oozed out where the wand passed by, he didn't feel any pain, and he had done this countless times in his dreams. There was no hesitation at all.

Because Lily never looked back.

But Aurora moved unexpectedly after seeing his movements, and her posture changed: "What are you doing?"

"sorry."

She looked at him thoughtfully, but what she said was: "I know, but I believe you."

"You better not."

"why?"

Because you don't really know everything.

Aurora imitated him and squatted down, eyes barely level with him, the color on the white dress was so clear that it would melt, forming a sharp contrast with Snape's large black academic gown.

The white judge came down the steps and pardoned her sinner.

When Snape woke up, he felt that this dream was worse and weirder than the previous ones.This directly caused him to be in a very bad mood when he taught Defense Against the Dark Arts class to Gryffindor in the third grade. Charlie Weasley was the one who experienced it the most. When he walked out of the classroom, his whole body was Nearly demented, he didn't even know he bumped into Professor McGonagall, but Tonks reminded him.

At lunch, as soon as Snape sat down, Professor McGonagall sat next to him.He didn't pay much attention until Professor McGonagall took the initiative to talk to him about teaching.

"So what are you trying to say?" Snape raised his eyebrows and looked at the witch beside him.Professor McGonagall raised his glasses, and his action was similar to Dumbledore: "I think you have been too strict with that kid Charlie Weasley recently, Severus. Of course, I didn't question your teaching level, It’s just that students sometimes need encouragement to guide them, what do you think? It’s a little softer.”

Snape pursed the corners of his mouth hard to make it less sharp and mean, but unfortunately those emotions seemed to be transferred into his tone: "I think Weasley has been able to get enough healing from Mrs. Hooch Now, I just happened to help him balance."

Charlie Weasley was so good at riding a broom that even some of the Quidditch players couldn't keep up with him, as a result of the last time a Slytherin Quidditch player had argued with him.Professor McGonagall has always felt that he will become another excellent Gryffindor Seeker after James Potter, and as long as he is old enough to train, he can help Gryffindor win the Quidditch championship.

Provided, of course, that Slytherin would not have another Seeker like Regulus Black.

After hearing Snape's words, Professor McGonagall sighed and did not continue the topic.

In the afternoon, Snape was going to collect some bear ear grass fruits in the Forbidden Forest, but unexpectedly met Aurora and Slughorn by the river in the Forbidden Forest.

He didn't see them at first, but heard their conversation, mixed with the sound of running water, which was very vague.

Snape walked towards the source of the sound, stopping behind a thick stretch of fern, the deep shadows covering him.Aurora sat on a curved tree trunk with her back to him, her hooked feet drooped naturally, her toes almost touching the surface of the river with jumping transparent water splashes, her long pale golden hair was loose, and she looked like Slughorn A short distance away.

He didn't intend to show up to disturb their conversation, after all, if he was around, Slughorn would be more cautious, and it would be difficult for Aurora to get any useful information from him.So Snape didn't leave the darkness, just stood aside and watched.

"So you have actually been to the Forbidden Forest many times, I think you are very familiar with it, and you are very clear about what potion ingredients are there." Slughorn looked at the other party with a smile.Almost all the potion materials he just collected were found by Aurora for him. Compared with the careful preparations he made every time to deal with those magical creatures, Aurora's method was obviously much faster.

She nodded: "That's it. Are you sure you have found all the potion ingredients you need?" Slughorn patted his pocket and replied cheerfully: "It has been found, it has never been so fast .It will be too difficult for me to collect these things so quickly again in the future.”

Snape felt that generally speaking, if one approached the other party with a purpose and tried to make the other party trust him, at least in this case, he should say "willing to help at any time" symbolically.However, Aurora just smiled, put her hands on the tree trunk, and raised her feet to rub Buckbeak's feathers: "It's good to find it all."

"Actually, I've always been curious, is your ability useful to any magical creature?"

"No, the effect on snakes will be weakened a lot. The stronger the snake's own magic, the more resistant it is to this effect."

"Is that so? That's very strange."

"Not surprising, after all they only listen to Parseltongue, Professor."

Slughorn's eyes widened, and his light green pupils shrank violently, as if he had been greatly frightened, but he adjusted quickly: "Really? I haven't studied the relationship between these two kinds of people. connect."

"Have you ever seen Parseltongue?" Aurora looked at him with her head tilted, her tone steady.Slughorn froze for a moment, rubbing his fingertips on his belt unconsciously: "Oh, that kind of person is too rare, just like you. I know everyone, such as Salazar Slater Forest."

Aurora smiled after him, and Slughorn's laugh sounded odd, like subconscious nervousness.Then, he immediately turned the topic back to his favorite field: "But then again, have you thought about what you will do in the future? If I remember correctly, you will be attending employment counseling after Easter. You should Think it over."

"I have thought about it. Of course it would be the best to go to many places like Newt, but it would be great if Principal Dumbledore would take me in. I know Professor Keitel already wants to retire." Aurora shook her hook Together feet answered.The other party was surprised after hearing this: "That's all you want? To take Keitel's class? You can definitely create brilliant deeds and let wizards all over the world know you, Aurora."

"My memory is not very good, I'm afraid I can't remember so many wizards in the world." Aurora said jokingly, "It's also very good to be at Hogwarts, just like Professor, you are not coming back now Is it? I like it here."

Slughorn curled his lips, as if he wanted to refute but he was hesitant about something, and finally said: "You should have lofty ideals, Aurora, especially when you clearly have that ability, you only need to gently One push and you can stand in front of everyone."

She was silent for a while, her eyes scattered in the depths of the forest were stained with the coolness of the river.Honestly, Aurora really doesn't have big plans.She also wants to travel the world like Newt, wants to see more live magical creatures, wants to ease the conflict between the wizarding community and magical creatures, because this is what Newt and Helga taught her, right and something worth doing.

But she wanted to stay at Hogwarts even though it was a waste of her talent in the eyes of others.

Because she likes the person she likes very much, Snape is here.She didn't want to stand in front of many people, if possible, she just wanted to stand in front of Snape.

Of course, she couldn't tell Slughorn these things, so she just had to follow the other person's words.

Thinking of this, Aurora raised the corner of her mouth gently: "Maybe."

"That's right." Slughorn waved his hand happily, as if patting her on the shoulder, "But I remember that magical creatures also include dark magic creatures, and the nature of those species is not very kind, you have to be careful .”

"You mean the dementors and the like?"

"Yeah, I don't know if your abilities are useful against black magic creatures like dementors?" After finishing speaking, he suddenly frowned and shook his head, "It's too dangerous, so don't try it. Dealing with dementors Still have to..."

"Use the Patronus Charm, I know." Aurora replied.

"You know?" He looked very happy, "That's good, because the Patronus Charm is a very useful spell in battle, it can protect you in most cases. You will use this spell ?"

Snape saw that Aurora had a tendency to nod naturally for a moment, but she quickly stopped, and after a brief hesitation said, "I'm still practicing, sir, that spell is quite difficult."

"It's very difficult!" Slughorn said comfortingly, the slimy feeling of moss under his feet has been bothering him, he always stomps his feet from time to time, as if he doesn't like the environment in the forest, "it's a pity , the current Defense Against the Dark Arts professor positions are always changing, so many students can't cast a beautiful and neat disarming spell even after they graduate and leave Hogwarts, it's really sad."

Slughorn's words hit Aurora's most worried place, and her mood suddenly became a little depressed.He noticed the change in the other party, and then said: "But I think, a studious student like you certainly doesn't have this kind of problem."

"By the way." He suddenly asked again, "I heard that you and Sirius Black are very close? Sirius came to the school to look for you last time."

"Only Sirius." Aurora corrected.She didn't know Regulus well. Even if he had been her professor for a year, he had helped her a lot, and the two of them would say hello when they saw each other.But Regulus is like this. He maintains an extremely gentlemanly attitude towards everyone, but at the same time, it makes people feel very distant, and they can't get close to him at all.

He has good manners, and it is impeccable.But even Dumbledore would not say that if he knew him well, he would only say that he knew the child, and Aurora had heard that.

Sometimes Aurora felt that Regulus was like a mermaid tear, no matter what method he used, he couldn't cover it up and would always be cool.The analogy is ridiculous, but apt enough.

"Oh, yes, that's right." Slughorn didn't look surprised, as if he also knew that Regulus' character was someone who would dare to say he was familiar with him, so he just asked, "The two brothers Is it still the same as in school?"

Aurora shrugged helplessly, "Yeah, the relationship is not very good." Slughorn sighed: "Obviously they are two brothers, they must be like strangers. People who don't know will think that Sirius And Potter is real."

"I've also heard that Sirius and Mr. Potter had the best relationship when they were students." Aurora nodded understandingly. "Yeah." Slughorn couldn't help laughing when he said this, "James was able to be with Lily, Sirius helped a lot. You don't know how many people pursued Lily back then Well, she's really a very charming pretty girl, and very clever. James is a hard winner, if I ask you."

When Snape heard this, he suddenly felt agitated for no reason, and even wanted to interrupt the conversation between the two of them directly.However, before he could speak, Aurora replied first: "I know, Remus told me."

she knows?

Snape was stunned for a very short moment, and then stared at her with a cold face and dark eyes, with a kind of tension that he could hardly detect.

"Then do you know who James' biggest rival is? Remus Lupine is the witness of the whole war." Slughorn blinked.

"The current dean of your favorite college?" Aurora smiled reluctantly, hoping that the other party didn't notice her abnormality.

"Hahaha...it's him, isn't it surprising?"

"It was a surprise." Snape heard Aurora say this, "I envy her."

Her voice was soft and cool, like an extremely fragile snowflake that collapsed to pieces the moment it hit the ground.

The author has something to say:

Why can't I just give up on this pit...

Two days ago, Lieutenant Colonel Liu, the man/wife and father who was on the wandering earth, went to the point of dementia... his mind was full of the lieutenant colonel... [vomiting blood]

[1] Ruola is a nickname for the name Aurora.

By the way, it can actually be seen here that the Lao Fu I set up is not a descendant of Salazar. Salazar has never been married and has no children.This is not an official setting, because according to Rowling's meaning, Lao Fu should indeed be a descendant of Salazar.But anyway, the descendants of Slytherin that I have been talking about, as long as they belong to the Slytherin family, it doesn't matter who...

But the Snake Badger Ancestor was a be for sure! ! ! !