[HP] Butterfly Effect

The Daily Prophet with a strong ink fragrance drifted down together with the magic snowflakes from the restaurant's dome.Tonks caught one of them with a flick of his wand, shook off the dry white crystals, and handed a few nuts to the owl.Opening the first page, she was stunned by the clearly printed title and photos, and the half of the licorice magic wand in her mouth and a strand of silver-gray curly hair on her ear fell out together.

"Look at this, Aurora." She bit her food and said vaguely, handing the newspaper in front of Aurora, "About Sirius."

Aurora took it over and took a look. It said that Sirius Black, the eldest son of Black, who had been exonerated not long ago, officially signed and inherited the private treasury of Azkaban prisoner Bellatrix Lestrange .

"So fast?" Aurora said in disbelief.One must know that it was only three days ago when Regulus took the initiative to find Sirius to discuss this matter. Today, the Daily Prophet reported that the treasury changed hands, which is too efficient.

"You know about this?" Tonks asked curiously.Aurora finished drinking the pumpkin juice in her hand and wiped her mouth: "It's not very clear, it's just that Regulus happened to be there when I went to Hogsmeade last weekend. I thought it would take a while to finish There will be results."

"That's normal, after all, he's the actual head of the Black family now." Tonks explained, brushing his hair with his wand, "Very few people from the Ministry of Magic, especially pure-blood wizards, would not accept Black's account. "

"Like this?"

"Yeah. My mother told me that although by convention the eldest son of every pure-blood family is the heir, you know Sirius isn't interested in his family at all, so Regulus has always been taking over and Running these things. He’s been to my house a few times, and my mom is in touch with him, so I know.”

Aurora nodded, remembering what Remus told her, the reason why Regulus was still taking care of many matters of the Black family while working for the Order of the Phoenix was because he was trying to make the Black family gradually break away from the original restrictions. .

In other words, he was secretly preparing for Voldemort's return in the future, trying to minimize the possible impact and damage to the Black family.Among them is the result of Regulus using the power of the Order of the Phoenix. Since he has no choice but to tear himself apart from the Death Eaters and join the Order of the Phoenix, then bringing the Black family into the protection of the Order of the Phoenix must be something he will do.

Dumbledore had no objection to this. After all, being able to get the help of Patriarch Black would be very beneficial to the Phoenix Society, and many of their actions would be much more convenient, especially during this period of peace when Voldemort disappeared.

It can be seen from this that from the point of view of a patriarch, Regulus is indeed much more suitable than Sirius.

There was a crisp phoenix cry coming from the door, and all the students were attracted by this unique sound, and looked up in amazement at the beautiful bird that was as agile and elegant as a fire cloud.

It passed proudly over everyone's heads, lightly landed on Aurora's shoulder, and pecked at her face with its head down.Aurora took out a few emerald dew that Hagrid had given her from her pocket. Fox scratched the strap of Aurora's satchel with his paw after eating, and looked at her with clear eyes.

"I see, I'll be here right away." Aurora said, looking aside at Tonks, who was in Fox with bright eyes, "I'm leaving first!"

Fox floated up, avoiding the hands of all the little wizards who tried to stroke its feathers, and led Aurora all the way to the principal's office.As soon as she entered, she saw Dumbledore and Snape standing by the window.

The temperature of the fireplace covered Aurora's glasses with a thin layer of mist, and the flakes of snow falling outside the window fell into her not so clear vision, shaking and illusory like clusters of mottled flower shadows.The whiteness of Dumbledore and Snape are completely two extremes, almost assimilated into those snow scenes, only the golden touch on his hand is still obvious.

Noticing the arrival of Aurora and Fawkes, Dumbledore raised the things in his hands and gestured to her.At last Aurora saw clearly that it was a very beautiful gold cup with a badger embossed on it.

"This is?" Aurora was so attracted by the golden cup that she forgot to say hello.Dumbledore put it on the desk with gentle eyes: "I believe Mr. Slytherin's diary was brought by you?"

"Yes, professor, here." Aurora nodded after recovering, took out the dark green diary from the satchel and put it on the table.Before she could habitually sit on the seat opposite Dumbledore, Snape pointed his wand at the chair on the side of the desk and let it slide away silently: "Go sit next to you."

Aurora did what he said without knowing it, and then realized that this position could not see the heavy snow outside.She was touched, and looked up at Snape sitting opposite Dumbledore expressionlessly, facing the turbulent and deep snow outside.Both of them looked at the diary very seriously.

The cover of the diary was opened, it floated up, looked down at Dumbledore in front of him, the emerald green poisonous snake was entrenched on the page, it was so fresh and scary as if it would swim out at any time, the brilliant gold in the eyes was more The snow field outside the castle was still cold and empty, as if nothing could be seen.

Dumbledore pushed the gold cup forward with a calm and calm attitude: "Hello, Mr. Slytherin. One thing we are all concerned about has been found. But unfortunately, it has also been made into a Horcruxes."

There was a moment of absolute silence in the air, even the sound of the wind blowing and the snow falling.Aurora felt an almost instinctive inexplicable unease rushing up, and there were vaguely sharp noises in her ears, making her scalp numb and her back tense.

This is the power released from Salazar's horcrux, just like encountering a poisonous snake prowling and preying in the quagmire, the absolute restraint caused by the strength of magic will make the whole person in a state of fear that is difficult to resist .

"Where did you find it?"

"In the vault of one of his loyal followers." Dumbledore didn't seem to be affected by this magical suppression at all, even his expression and tone remained unchanged.

The diary suddenly trembled a few times, spreading a lush and bright green light, and then fell powerlessly on the table.Aurora lowered her head to avoid the stimulation of the bright light to her eyes, and when she opened her eyes again, she saw that Salazar was already standing opposite Dumbledore.And Snape also seemed to have known that he would show up at this time, got up to make way for him, and stood in front of Aurora, his shadow was cast on her body by the light.

Salazar reached out and took the gold cup in his hand and looked at it for a long time, frowning slightly, without any other expression on his face, as indifferent as if he was simply looking at whether this thing was genuine or a fake.But at the same time, his gaze was so focused, every detail and luster of the pattern on the golden cup was projected in his eyes, reflecting the hallucinatory interlacing of time and the irreversible gap of regret.

Those eyes were long and deep, carrying an unbearable weight.

"What are you going to do with it?" He asked, his eyes still on the gold cup, his tone indifferent.Dumbledore stood up with a serious look on his face: "That's why I asked you to come here. Since you asked about the Gold Cup before, I thought it might be important to you. But unfortunately, it has already been done." Became a Horcrux..."

"So you want to destroy it." Salazar concluded by picking out his hidden words, narrow eyes narrowed, shadows entrenched.This action made the green in his eyes very dull, and it settled into a deep green lake. The deep beauty is only a hypocritical appearance, and the murderous aura inside is the truth.

"That's the only way I can think of." Dumbledore replied cleverly. "After all, I can't preserve the carrier and destroy the soul fragment at the same time."

Snape heard what Dumbledore meant. He wanted to use the golden cup to test Salazar's knowledge of Horcruxes and what his position was.Dumbledore has always been worried that Salazar will change his current neutral position because of the blood of the Dark Lord, which will have an almost decisive impact on the future situation and the survival of the entire wizarding community.

They now knew how to destroy Horcruxes, be they the Dark Lord's or Salazar's own.So even if Salazar did choose the Dark Lord, then they are not completely passive, which is the worst case scenario.But if Salazar showed an intention to oppose the Dark Lord in the matter of the Gold Cup, then Dumbledore would definitely be happy to see it.

The question is whether he will really stand against the Dark Lord, who is also of Slytherin blood.Dumbledore had to test it out.

Salazar obviously understood this, so after listening to Dumbledore's words, he kept staring at him, and the smile on his lips became colder: "I know what you are thinking. I want to destroy it more than anyone else." This Horcrux. But again, I absolutely agree with destroying the carrier."

The gust of wind slammed into the railing with ice and snow, and scattered snow on the ground, like a beast roaring and trying to break through the window.The sparks in the fireplace were torn apart by the harsh airflow, and they were dying to hide in the cracks of the charcoal. The temperature in the principal's room dropped sharply in a very short period of time.Aurora felt a deep cold feeling of being pushed headlong into the snow layer, and her fingertips trembled slightly.

"I think I can understand your feelings, but I have to admit that this is completely beyond my ability, Mr. Slytherin." Dumbledore said calmly, "In fact, my research on Horcruxes is relatively Rarely speaking, it’s really impossible to do that.”

Salazar didn't answer, holding the locket on his chest with his right hand, grinding the silver chain with his fingertips, watching Dumbledore with an arrogant and gloomy expression.

In the end, he casually let go of his hand, lifted it up and pressed it briefly, indicating that the other party had better not object to his next proposal: "A Horcrux is just a container that carries soul fragments, and it can be taken out naturally if it can be put in. My There is only one request, the gold cup belongs to me. You can’t ask for anything else, and I will tell you how to solve this fragment.”

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Snape and Aurora at the side: "You two can go out now."

Aurora stood up and left the headmaster's office with Snape, and as the door closed, she took one last look at the golden cup that Salazar had been holding in his hand.

When she reached the stairs, Aurora asked suddenly: "Professor, was that gold cup found in Bellatrix Lestrange's vault?"

"That's right," he replied.

"It seems that Mr. Slytherin attaches great importance to it. I mean, this importance is far beyond my imagination." Aurora frowned slightly, looking a little confused and embarrassed, "His current form of existence is also a Horcrux, But he is willing to tell Professor Dumbledore how to separate the Horcrux, which makes me feel very..."

"Surprised?" Snape looked sideways at her.

"Aren't you surprised? You said that Horcruxes can keep people immortal to some extent. But now it seems that Mr. Slytherin did not make this Horcrux because of this. He doesn't seem to want to... Eternal life. Then what is he making this Horcrux for?" Aurora said.

"You'd better not be too interested in his affairs." Snape warned her coldly, "What he said just now has been very clear. To him, the only thing worth caring about is the gold cup, and other people and things are not in his Consider the scope of protection."

"Too curious won't do you any good," he continued, "too curious a Parseltongue."

Aurora was shocked by this sentence, and the words in Helga's manuscript almost immediately emerged from the depths of her mind in the memory, "Why do you think so?"

Snape raised an eyebrow and looked at her questioningly.Aurora explained: "Melanie once asked Professor Dumbledore to give me a manuscript of Helga." When she said this, she noticed that a portrait next to her was eavesdropping, so she lowered her head and looked forward After walking a few steps, lowering his voice, "Helga wrote that too. But..."

"Then you should obey her." Snape interrupted her, "shouldn't be overly concerned about curbing your thirst for knowledge that you always use in the wrong place."

"Understood, Professor."

……

On Christmas Eve, Sirius and Remus came to Hogwarts to pick up Aurora, who planned to visit Harry Potter on Christmas.

Along with them was a strange and beautiful woman that Aurora had never seen before. She had long light brown curly hair, and the ice blue eyes were like the faint brilliance left by sunlight breaking through snowflakes. Translucent, with two cute dimples when he smiles, he loves everything related to olives and yogurt.

"Cynthia Sidney." She hugged Aurora, with a faint scent of orange blossom on her body, "You must be Aurora. I have heard Sirius and Remus talk about you many times, and I have long wanted to see you You, but the Order of the Phoenix has been too busy recently, so I haven't had a chance."

"Hello, Miss Sidney."

"Call me Cynthia."

The journey to King's Cross Station in London was not short, and Cynthia chatted with Aurora almost all the way on the train.Aurora knew from her words that the three of them graduated from Hogwarts at the same time, and that she was also a student of Hufflepuff.

"You should tell Aurora how you and Sirius met in the first place." Remus joked with rare humor, "It's a miracle."

Cynthia coughed with half-closed eyelids, stuffed the olives on the plate into her mouth, and said vaguely: "That's purely a coincidence." As soon as she finished speaking, Sirius, who had been leaning on his seat with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and looked Looking at her, he asked with a half-smile, "Really?"

Cynthia paused, and decisively decided to play dead.

Sirius sneered and didn't speak, lazily did not move, still maintained the posture just now, his eyelashes were raised, and his eyes shrouded her as if nothing.Aurora looked at him and then at Cynthia, feeling as if she understood something important: "So you didn't meet at the sorting ceremony?"

"Cynthia's family is quite special. They are famous stargazers. Any wizard who has a little in-depth knowledge of astronomy will know the name of their family." Remus explained with a smile, "so they will memorize it at a very young age. Star trail map. I have been fortunate enough to visit Cynthia's house several times. The road to their house is like the stairs of the Hogwarts tower, which will change according to the star trails at any time and place. Only those who are very familiar with the star map will find it clearly in it direction."

"This is amazing!" Aurora exclaimed.

"Not at all." Cynthia bit the olive, propped her face in depression, her fingertips curled and tangled, "When you grow up in that environment, you will find that you have nothing to do when you leave the house. Any sense of direction. If you tell me south, east, north, south, you might as well let me go and commit suicide by lying on the rails. Of course, everyone in our family is like this, but I... ahem, it's especially serious."

"I think I can understand. It was also difficult for me to find my way at Hogwarts at first." Aurora nodded empathetically.Cynthia's face collapsed: "That's just a nightmare!"

"But what's really interesting is the family motto of the Cynthia family." Remus said, looking at Sirius, "Whenever you lose your way looking up at the night sky, look up and look for Sirius."

"Huh?" Aurora couldn't turn around.

"Because it is the brightest star in the night sky." Cynthia added weakly, "And the entrance of my hall is... If you accidentally go the wrong way, you have to go back to the hall and choose the direction again. That's why the family motto is written like this. "

"Wait, is the floor of your house full of starry sky maps?" Aurora asked incredulously.Remus shook the juice: "It's like this, very beautiful and shocking. That's why those roads are constantly changing positions, only the Sirius star in the center of the hall is eternal."

"When Cynthia first entered school, her grandmother was very worried that she would not find her way in Hogwarts. So she wanted to ask her to ask her classmates if she couldn't find her way. As a result, she..."

Before Remus finished speaking, Cynthia grabbed the frozen yogurt candy on the table and stuffed it into his mouth: "Come here, eat it while it's cold, don't let it be hot!"

Aurora thought about it for a while, felt that the result was really obvious, and replied with a smile: "I understand."

"Tell me about you and your magical creatures?" Cynthia blinked, and the beautiful ice blue eyes were about to overflow with such clarity, "I have seen you several times in the Daily Prophet, and I am very curious."

"I'm also very curious." Aurora smiled brightly, her tone half teasing, "How did you find your way to Hogwarts later on?"

Cynthia,...

Aurora turned to look at Sirius, who seemed to be asleep, and suddenly understood what he was looking at when he passed the Astronomy Tower that day.

The train is full of laughter and laughter as it winds its way through the snow-covered mountains. The snowflakes and light are intertwined, floating and floating in the wind.There is a white light blooming from the end of the forest, confusing people's sight, and the mist rests on the ridge of the distant snow mountain.

They reached Privet Drive in the evening, just as the Dursleys had just returned from their trip.Aurora was wearing eye veil, and it was difficult to identify for a while before she saw the handsome boy with disheveled black hair and green eyes. He looked very thin and fair-skinned, not only because the winter clothes on his body didn't fit at all, but also Because he was carrying a big bag of things, struggling to follow behind the happy family of three in front, like a little servant.

When Mrs. Dursley finished kissing his ball-wrapped baby Dudley, she turned to open the door.Sirius sneered and shook the wand in his hand lightly. A large snowfall fell from the roof and they were all caught off guard. They were frozen and jumped on the spot, screaming loudly.

Harry Potter, who didn't have time to catch up and just avoided the avalanche, looked at all this in confusion, steam rose from his open mouth, followed by an uncontrollable smile.But he quickly suppressed the smile, for Mr. Dursley had already glared at him viciously and growled, "I knew it was you! You—"

"It wasn't me!" Harry argued, not much to convince them, "I didn't do that."

"I don't want him in our house—! I don't want him in!" screamed Dudley, his face flushed and looking like he would be suffocated by the excess fat on his body at any moment, "He's a monster! I Don't let him in!"

Harry was used to watching him lose his temper, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his fingers rubbed against each other timidly.

This scene was so familiar, it was exactly the same as Aurora's childhood experience.She looked at the black-haired boy who was shivering from the cold, as if she saw her former self.At that time, she was also so unwelcome, despised and shunned by everyone.

Sirius clicked his tongue, and the sharpness between his brows and eyes immediately opened wantonly. He was about to go out but was stopped by Cynthia: "No, Sirius, going out like this will only make Harry more sad without us."

Aurora was very surprised to see Sirius frowning and endured after listening to it, knowing that few people's words would work so well for him.

Eventually, they picked Harry out of the house before dinner, led by Sirius in his Animagus form.Harry seemed to be very close to the huge black dog. He immediately became excited when he heard his voice through the window. Laura in front of them.The old dark blue scarf around his neck was hanging loose and full of fluff.

This was the first time that Aurora had observed the legend of the wizarding society so closely, Harry Potter, and the other party obviously looked at her curiously.Even through a layer of blindfolded black veil, Aurora could see that his green eyes were astonishingly bright, like two glowing fluorescent emeralds.

As soon as Sirius returned to his human form, Harry hugged him happily: "I've been thinking about when you will come today!" Sirius moved his shoulders, hugged Harry's back tightly, and smiled softly: " I'm sorry, I'm really busy during this time." He said, he raised his head towards Aurora, "Harry, this is Aurora Field, you've seen the others before."

"Hi, nice to meet you." Aurora stretched out her hand with a gentle smile.Harry rubbed his hands, reached out to hold hers, his cheeks and the tip of his nose were red from the low temperature: "Hello. My name is Harry Potter."

Aurora smiled and nodded: "I know you." While they were shaking hands, the tea roll poked its head out of Aurora's cuff, looking around curiously, and the small leaves above her head trembled as the wind blew.

Harry looked at the strange little thing in amazement, with round green eyes: "What is this?"

"Ah, this is a Bowtruckle, a magical creature that protects trees." Aurora said, grabbing the tea roll that was about to slip into her sleeve, "Do you want to say hello to it?"

Harry stared at it for a moment, then hesitantly reached out to let the tea roll climb into his hand.The little guy let go of Aurora reluctantly, and nimbly sneaked into Harry's winter jacket, shivering from the cold, leaving only a pair of small eyes outside.

"Do you keep it?" Harry asked, trying to touch the little leaves on top of its head.Sirius put his arms around him, "She is a very rare natural animal trainer, in theory she can raise any creature."

"That's cool!" Harry looked at her enviously.Cynthia leaned over to tidy up the scarf and hat for him, and scratched the bridge of his nose: "Okay, let's go to eat first, and then take you out to play, shall we?"

"Okay!" Harry nodded happily.

"Don't you need to tell his aunt them?" Aurora glanced at the house not far away. The lights were on inside, and there was a faint aroma of food wafting out.Harry shook his head, his facial features wrinkled with some kind of boredom: "They don't care about me, they will be happiest if I don't go back."

Sirius' expression darkened immediately: "Are they still treating you badly?" Harry replied nonchalantly: "It's okay again, as long as I can go to Hogwarts, I don't have to come back, right?"

"Yes!" Cynthia said with a smile.

"Then let's go."

This Christmas Eve had been a joyful one, and Harry didn't go to sleep until he was exhausted, after all the next time they saw Sirius it might be at his birthday in seven months.Sirius promised that Dumbledore would not interfere too much with Harry's growth, so he only came to see him every year on Christmas, birthdays and several other major festivals.

The rest of the time they communicate by letters from time to time.Harry didn't yet know how famous he was in the wizarding world, only that he would definitely be able to go to Hogwarts one day.The idea was attractive to him, because it would mean he could live away from the Dursleys and live with his godfather.

Aurora put a set of scarves and gloves and a new schoolbag as Christmas presents in Harry's hands. The boy slept soundly, holding on to Sirius's clothes and refusing to let go.Cynthia covered him with the quilt, folded his clothes, and cared for him meticulously, almost no different from his mother.

Remus looked at Aurora, who was in a daze, and asked softly, "What's wrong with you?"

She recovered, smiled, and said: "It's nothing, I suddenly remembered the first time I saw you and Sirius. At that time, I was about my age, and everyone around me hated me except Vox, Think me and Vaux are monsters. Then you told me I was a wizard."

"Yeah, it's been years in a flash." Remus said with emotion.Aurora looked at Harry, and asked suddenly: "Does he look like his parents?"

"Very similar, almost exactly the same as his father." Remus said, his eyes brightened, "but those eyes are obviously Lily's."

Lily's eyes, that burning green sea.

Aurora lowered her head, suddenly thinking of Snape.She looked out of the window, and the snow that had lost the light of the day was no longer a threat to her eyes, and she no longer needed to wear that black veil.

"When I was young, I always felt that the whole town hated me so much, and..." Aurora paused, skipping the part about her true identity, and continued, "It was only later that I discovered that everyone it's the same."

"That's right, it was the darkest age, and countless wizards paid the price of death at that time." Remus sighed, his eyes wandering far into the night, "Even if he has temporarily disappeared now But we all know that this is only temporary, those Horcruxes are evidence, he will come back anytime, anytime."

Will be back anytime.

Aurora stared into the empty winter night, as if staring into Snape's eyes, and Remus' words made her tremble inexplicably.

……

On Christmas morning, Snape received a gift from Aurora Field with a bouquet of fragrant freesia pinned to it.There were quite a few things inside, a book on potion materials that he had asked Beverly at Lihen Bookstore before, a bottle of dragon blood ink as usual, and even a bundle of shiny and smooth unicorn hair.

Slughorn was still telling him a few days ago that unicorn hair is becoming more and more expensive, but the quality is getting worse: "Ten galleons a piece, and it's not the top grade I want! It's really bad." Fair enough! If that kid Aurora can help, it won't be a problem."

He glanced at this bundle of unicorn hair, and he could fully imagine that even if it was priced at five hundred Galleons, a large number of wizards would rush to buy it.

Obviously, she seriously lacks the proper concept of the real value of these casually given things.

Snape put them back in the box and let the owl take away the presents that had been prepared in advance on the table.

He came out of the basement to the outside of the castle and saw Fawkes flying down from the top of a frost-covered cedar and landing on Dumbledore's upraised arm.The old headmaster shook the Elder Wand in his hand: "Merry Christmas, Severus. You should go to the restaurant and try the elves' new creations this year. They are really delicious."

"Thank you." He replied without the slightest interest, "But I care more about the progress of other Horcruxes than the elf's craftsmanship."

Dumbledore turned his head to look at him, half-moon-shaped crystal glasses gleaming in the sun: "The matter of the Gold Cup has been settled, which is a big progress. As for the others, as you said, I also think that Tom He is subconsciously moving towards Mr. Slytherin. This consciousness will affect and even determine the object he chooses for Horcruxes. For example, from the three known Horcruxes, he prefers to have a long history and possesses powerful magic. Souvenirs."

Snape listened quietly before he said, "So you've discovered other possibilities now?"

"Not yet, but it's not completely clueless." Dumbledore replied, and then said, "You seem to have been very nervous about the Horcrux recently?"

"Since Horcruxes are the only chance for the Dark Lord to reappear, I have every reason to be nervous, don't I?" Snape asked dryly.Dumbledore nodded thoughtfully: "That's right. But this is not the first day you know, are you worried about what will happen to him once he comes back?"

"Aren't you worried?"

Dumbledore smiled and didn't continue the topic.

After a while, Snape spoke again: "You just said that he likes to choose souvenirs with a long history and powerful magic."

"So far as it looks, that's true. And I have reason to think it's true, after all, I know Tom to some extent."

Snape suddenly remembered what Aurora had said.

She recognized the Dark Lord's identity as a descendant of Slytherin because she saw a ring on the Dark Lord's hand when he was a student in the Pensieve.

"I saw their family's crest in Mr. Slytherin's secret room, and there was a very special gemstone on it. I also saw it in that person's hand. In Professor Slughorn's memory just now, that A black ring."

If the gemstone on the Slytherin crest was really the one worn by the Dark Lord, wouldn't the ring be...

Snape hesitated for a while, then decided to confirm it before telling Dumbledore about it.

"I've been worrying about a problem." Dumbledore's words interrupted his thinking, and there was a kind of real worry in his voice, "If he really wants to get closer to Slytherin so urgently, is he also looking for A natural beast tamer. Just like he once looked for Newt."

Snape pursed his lips tightly and said nothing, his eyes were as desolate and lifeless as the white snow in front of him.He remembered the first time he went to Plymouth, when he was sent by the Dark Lord to kill the orphan of the Order of the Phoenix.

The Dark Lord didn't tell Snape why he did it at the time, and he didn't think much of it.

But now it seems...

is it possible?Aurora was only seven years old at the time, and no one knew she would be a natural animal tamer.

"If this is the case, then the child Aurora is very dangerous." Dumbledore let go and let Fawkes return to the air, rising higher and higher like a group of flames that cannot be grasped.

"Yes." Snape responded mechanically, unconsciously scratching the snow particles that fell on his palm.

……

After returning from Christmas, the fifth grade students started to get busy.One is that the OWLs exam is approaching, and the other is that they have to start preparing for Easter employment consultation, which is directly related to their future career choices.

In the early morning of Friday, after the Defense Against the Dark Arts class ended, the students left the classroom one after another, and Aurora was the only one who was still sitting in her seat, as if thinking about something.

Snape waited for her for a while but didn't see any other movements from her, and reminded with some displeasure: "Field, class is over. You are still sitting still, can I regard your behavior as voluntary participation Detention?"

After hearing his urging, Aurora finally got up, walked to a place not far from Snape, stood at the bottom of the steps and looked up at him slightly: "Professor, can you teach me something more difficult and easier in actual combat?" The spell used in it?"

Snape paused when he collected the papers, and looked at the other party with dark and sharp eyes: "Why should I agree to you?"

Aurora lowered her head and didn't speak.

Snape seemed to realize something, and immediately asked again: "Where did you go for Christmas? Who did you meet?"

She looked up blankly, then shook her head: "No, Professor. Nothing special."

"If you can't tell me the real purpose of your request, then I refuse!" Snape said without flinching, "You can go."

"I..." She took a deep breath, looked at the other person again, and said, "I know that the entire Order of the Phoenix is ​​very nervous because of the Horcrux. I know that as long as there is one Horcrux that has not been found, Voldemort will definitely Come back. But the hope of finding those Horcruxes is so slim, they could be anything. Just last time, Sirius was injured by the Horcrux incident..."

Snape narrowed his eyes, his complexion suddenly became very bad, and his tone became sarcastic: "You are because of him? It seems that his injury gave you a lot of stimulation, didn't it? If that's the case." He Gathering all the papers together, there was a dull sound, "Why don't you let Blake teach you? I believe he will be happy to teach you his tricks."

"Because of Sirius' injury, and other things