[HP] Butterfly Effect

fallen leaves.

Surrounding her overwhelmingly.

Each piece is a golden color that represents the approaching of life, bursting out like the sun on the eve of dying.They were branded with clear patterns, and they fell like heavy rain, confusing Aurora's sight.

She lay among the piles of fallen leaves, leaning on the old dead trees, like a withered husk about to be coffined.She reached out to catch one of the leaves, and saw the magic seal that she had seen in Salazar's book, which represented a seal that two wands could never fight.

There was a very clear feeling of climbing all over her body.

She felt that she was rotting, and the fingers holding the fallen leaves began to become transparent, and she could see the pale joints inside.

Somewhere far away, someone is calling her name.

"Aurora!"

Aurora woke up with a start, the light and shadow in her field of vision changed several times and finally returned to clarity.She grabbed the glasses and put them on, and saw that Vox was standing in a bright and warm autumn sun, looking at herself worriedly. His golden brown eyes carried the warm shimmer coming in from the auditorium window, like melted turpentine. Just as bright.

"Are you okay, how can you fall asleep here?" He said, put away the violin, reached out and patted the robe on the back of the chair, shook it off and put it on.Aurora rubbed her forehead, feeling disturbed by the dream just now, a little depressed and irritable: "It's nothing, I'm a little tired recently. Maybe I watched Potions for too long last night, and I got up early in the morning, so I fell asleep."

This is not a lie.Ever since Aurora had written to Dumbledore and Snape in the Hebrides, telling them about the imminent awakening of Helga's wand and the connection with Salazar's wand, Snape seemed to have been dignified.Even in normal time, Aurora could clearly feel this change in Snape.

He began to treat her more coldly in front of other people, as if he was a complete stranger, and he was more harsh on her Potions brewing results.Even in the fifth week of school, Snape changed the location of their evening training, from the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom to the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets.

Aurora can understand that the classroom of Defense Against the Dark Arts is no longer used. After all, Sirius's office is there now. For the peace and tranquility of Hogwarts, this decision is really very wise.But it would be too scary to change the location to a secret room, even from the perspective of concealment, the secret room is the best choice.However, you must know that Snape was particularly opposed to her approaching the Chamber of Secrets before, not to mention that there was a basilisk there that had lived for more than 1000 years.

I really don't know what he and Salazar discussed, and Salazar would agree.

But anyway, what Snape was doing was to protect himself.She is well aware of this.

There was a dull and deep bell coming from the highest pointed tower, piercing through the clouds, startling a flock of birds.Aurora came back to her senses, saw Vaux packing up her things, and looked around belatedly: "The rehearsal is over?"

"It's over." Vox handed the acoustic guitar leaning against the foot of the stool to Aurora, "Just wait for the official performance of the school festival tonight. Bill and the others are waiting for you in the lobby on the first floor. Are you prefects going to play in the afternoon?" Responsible for arranging the castle?"

Aurora nodded wearily, straightened the hair that was scattered around her shoulders, and stood up with the acoustic guitar on her back: "Well, this year the professors entrusted us with the responsibility. I'll go first, see you tonight."

"See you tonight."

After leaving the auditorium, Aurora came to the hall, where the other prefects were already busy.Everyone is pulling the flags of various colleges with their wands and the crystal lamps are hung on the interlaced dark green flower vines on the dome, surrounding the school flag in the center like stars.

Professor Flitwick also changed the petals falling from the ceiling into silver shooting stars, and the long tails intertwined into gorgeous curtains, and the lights between the curtains were like mist and snow, blooming softly.The dangling pendant under the crystal lamp is the representative animals of the four colleges, the emerald snake, the ice blue eagle, the fiery red lion, and the golden badger.They shone around the flag like clusters of brilliant stars out of reach.

Vaux and Bill transformed some magical fireworks bought from Hogsmeade, so that all their blooming patterns became the house emblem and the name of Hogwarts.The elves were busy the day before with the pastries and drinks for the evening. The college-exclusive headgear made by Ravenclaws became a popular item among the students. The teams participating in the performance confirmed their respective tasks in the auditorium and playing time.

Cynthia Sidney, as a representative of the faculty group and a descendant of the famous "Star Observer" family in the wizarding group, will appear in the entire school celebration.Aurora also saw her preparing in the astronomy classroom before dinner. The profile of her light brown curly hair was sculpted by the faint blue light cast by the magical celestial bodies in the classroom to create a translucent texture. Thin clouds.

Her only spectator, Sirius, was sitting on the student seat below, watching her intently with dark gray eyes, tapping his fingers on the table, playing a light and comfortable tune.

Such a relationship is really enviable.

Aurora stood outside the door for a while, then left without staying for too long.

At seven o'clock in the evening, when Hogwarts' school celebrations officially started, the entire castle was surrounded by gorgeous fireworks that would automatically ignite into the sky at the scheduled time. The deep and monotonous night was rendered as beautiful as the day.The eternal and thick clouds above the UK cover the brilliance of the stars and the moon, and become a stage for colorful fireworks to show themselves.Everyone wore their own prepared gowns or robes and gathered in the spacious and exquisite auditorium. Everyone had a sticker symbolizing their respective colleges on their faces, and they would constantly switch between the college emblem and the representative color.

Aurora sat on the position of the guitarist in the concert hall, straightened the ankle-length black gauze skirt, and plucked the guitar strings a few times to confirm the pitch.She raised her head, and she could see Snape who was also dressed in black in this crowded auditorium.The other party's gaze also happened to lightly brush past him without any extra pauses.

To some extent, Aurora actually likes this kind of bustling and crowded.Because in this way, she can hide in the most inconspicuous corner and watch the person she loves boldly.Her gaze passed through the turbulent crowd and dappled light and shadow, and no one could catch the exact destination.When two people are oppressed by the uncertainty and threat of the future at the same time and must deliberately keep a distance, this undisturbed distant view is particularly precious.

After a brief speech, Dumbledore happily handed over the rest of the time to the students.The children with endless energy and creativity performed gorgeously and beautifully on the stage, and the pictures created by magic were magnificent and extremely realistic.

Based on the theme of the representative elements of the four colleges, the prefects of the graduating class jointly presented a dazzling magic performance.The fiery scarlet lion was the first to jump out of the crystal chandelier above his head, whizzing past in the midair of the hall.When passing directly above Aurora, she could clearly feel the high temperature and scalding brought by the flame.

The eagle turned into a blue whirlwind and fueled the fire wave to the extreme, and the entire auditorium was burned in an illusory sea of ​​flames.The giant frost snake that came out of dormancy swam nimbly, and soon relieved the scorching heat, and sprinkled a silver-green ice flower all over the sky on the suspended light layer that had been scorched by the fire.The layers of light gradually converged into the animal image of Hufflepuff's emblem, and where the snowflakes touched, vigorous and tender branches began to grow, which instantly bloomed in large golden flowers.

Wind helps fire, water nourishes soil.

The glory of Hogwarts is endless in this cycle, and it will last forever.

"Long live Hogwarts—!"

"Happy Birthday Hogwarts—!"

There were excited voices in the auditorium one after another, and Aurora couldn't help reaching out to catch the falling petals. They were almost weightless, light and beautiful.

After the last petal left the branch, Cynthia walked up holding the astrology scroll in her hand, and the floor-sweeping red dress brushed the clean steps, like ripe blood-red maple leaves in late autumn.

As the lights dimmed, Cynthia opened the scroll, suspended it in mid-air with the Levitation Charm, swept the wand towards the void above, and the entire starry sky was projected on the top of the auditorium: "There have been such legends in a long time ago, I think most of them People may have heard it. Everyone is a star in the sky, and your destiny and future are engraved in the trajectory of those stars. If you master the laws of the stars, you can see your future."

As she said that, Cynthia waved her magic wand, and the brilliant starry sky changed immediately, but to Aurora, those changes still had no definite meaning at all, and she was not an expert in this field.

"I will show you some connections between our destiny and the stars tonight." Cynthia tilted her head, showing a lively smile, "Who wants to come up and try?"

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a chattering discussion below.After all, the young professor's family is well-known in the wizarding society, not only because of their extremely high astronomical talent, but also because of their famous monsters, which also involve their own fate, which makes many students who are eager to try They all hesitated, and for a moment no one dared to be the first to go forward.

At this moment, Aurora raised her hand suddenly and said, "I want to try, Professor Sidney."

"Okay Miss Field, please come up." Cynthia happily reached out to her, motioning for her to stand beside her.

Snape on the side followed the crowd and looked towards Aurora as usual. He saw the girl put down her guitar and got up from her seat. The black gauze skirt was hanging around her slender ankles, forming a strong and alluring look with her fair complexion. contrast.Her long light blonde hair was still draped and combed neatly, wearing a simple black feather headband, which was bent and closed on top of her head like a hand.

She put her hand on the scroll, closed her eyes as Cynthia said, and the faint bluish dark shadows fell clearly under Aurora's curly eyelashes and the tip of her nose, making her whole person look like a classical oil painting Tranquil and beautiful, when she opened her eyes, she could clearly see firefly-like light spots shining from her eyes.

"Okay, let's see what your fate is like." Cynthia said, clapping her hands, "Don't worry, I've talked to Merlin, and your results will be fine."

As soon as these words came out, many people couldn't help being amused.

Aurora smiled, and touched the wand to the center of the scroll, and a beam of soft light immediately radiated out, gradually forming in front of her.

A lone star was slowly rising, resolutely revolving along an invisible trajectory, and a dove-gray shadow was projected on the back of Aurora's hand.

"You once felt confused about your life experience and your future."

"Your life has been exploring, there are too many fogs, and you will understand the truth step by step. Even though it will subvert your cognition of yourself and even the whole world time and time again."

Cynthia slowly read the meaning of the movement of the stars, but suddenly stopped, with unconcealable shock in her eyes.Because when the star rose to a certain node, it suddenly disappeared.Immediately afterwards, it reappeared at the origin again, continued to move forward along roughly the same trajectory as before, disappeared again, reappeared, and moved forward again repeating the trajectory...

Those trajectories gradually shrunk to form a circle, and the stars were circling stubbornly, monotonous to the point of eerie.

Snape looked at the star, his expression darkened, and his eyes focused on Aurora.

"Professor?" Aurora looked at Cynthia anxiously, hoping she could say something.However, Cynthia just stared blankly at the star for a while without saying a word, her ice blue eyes were very hollow, like the dolls held in the hands of those Muggle girls.She stared at it blankly, her facial expression filled with confusion and astonishment.

Immediately afterwards, Cynthia adjusted again, pretending to be pleasantly surprised, with a light and lively tone, as if caused by some kind of nervousness: "I was just trying to recall which famous person I was about to say, but it's a pity I've forgotten. Fortunately, that doesn't matter."

As she spoke, she cleared her throat: "Your fate is a circle, Aurora, which is quite interesting. I can't reveal too much, but I think you are actually aware of it in certain situations, right? For example , some familiar scenes, some dreams."

dream.

Aurora couldn't help flinching when she heard the word, the wand left the scroll, and the stars collapsed into bright smoke and dust.

Cynthia didn't seem to notice, but put her shoulders on her shoulders, and continued to say softly: "The sentence I just thought of is that all encounters in the world are reunions after a long time. Maybe this sentence will be useful to you."

"You mean, my fate has been going in circles?" Aurora met her eyes.Cynthia smiled reassuringly, her expression looking very pale: "Everyone is going in circles, Aurora. We are born and then die, it's a circle. Don't think too much, my dear."

"Thank you." Aurora said, retreating to a corner with heavy shadows, watching other students raise their hands to try this magical astrology scroll.

Cynthia's words and the star that kept circling gave her a strong sense of impact, and she couldn't help but reach out and touch the scar on the skin of her upper calf.The scars from the ghost shark's bite, they always hurt from time to time.

Everyone else's star trails are normal, maybe a straight line, maybe a curved and undulating curve, but none of them are like Aurora's endless circle.She couldn't help but think of those dreams, the black-robed ghost who always mocked her and asked some repetitive questions, and those dreams that always had the same scene, and she felt a splitting headache.

There was no guitar accompaniment for the next few pieces. Aurora took a deep breath and stood up, frowning, leaning against the wall and walking out of the auditorium.

As soon as she left the warm atmosphere, Aurora was stopped by a voice from behind.Charlie ran up to look at her, and asked worriedly, "Are you okay, Aurora? Where are you going?"

"Just go, I have nothing to do at the moment anyway." Aurora replied absent-mindedly, "The party is very lively, Charlie. Why don't you go back?" "But your appearance worries me..." The boy Some answered eagerly, with an overly sincere temperature in his tone.

"I'm fine, I just want to walk alone." She frowned and shook her head, "Sorry Charlie."

After finishing speaking, she walked quickly into the large wisteria curtain hanging in front of her, and walked along the stone path covered with petals until she walked into the long corridor with no one there.At the corner, I met Aidara, an elf who was carrying pastries to the auditorium.

"Miss Aurora, why are you here?" She blinked her big eyes and asked curiously.Aurora didn't answer, just said: "Can you take me to the secret room?"

"Of course! Adala is always at your service!"

After finishing speaking, she took Aurora's hand, and immediately appeared in an apparition and came to the empty secret room.Aurora moved her feet, and there was a shallow layer of water under the heels, making a slight creaking sound as she walked.

"I'll just stay here for a while, you go to work first, thank you."

"Then Aidala is leaving first, just call Aidala whenever the lady needs it!"

Aurora stood there for a while, and saw the pool in front of her begin to undulate.The basilisk Abyss turned lazily inside, threw off a large splash of water, exposed its head, closed its eyes and spit out a slender core to test the smell in the air, and confirmed that it was a familiar person Then it shrank back.

After thoroughly confirming that the other party will not probe out again, Aurora carefully walked around the pool, pushed open the door in front of her, walked in, and closed the door again.

The founder lady in the portrait stretched out her hand to lift the curtain, and looked at her with a smile: "Didn't you say that today is the school celebration, don't you use it to learn magic spells?"

"That's how it should be."

"You seem depressed, can you tell me?"

……

Cynthia was taken aback by Snape as soon as she came out of the bathroom, and looked at him a little unresponsively: "You scared me to death. What's the matter, Severus?" Snape skipped the greetings and got straight to the point He asked, "What does her fate trajectory mean?"

"Her?" Cynthia repeated in bewilderment, trying to remember how many of the students who had just joined were Slytherins. "Which she are you talking about? I don't quite remember which ones were Slytherins." gone."

Snape reminded blankly: "I'm asking about Aurora Field."

"Oh..." Cynthia responded, and then felt wrong, "But she is not from your academy? Why do you suddenly care about her?"

"Before you waste our conversation time with irrelevant questions, I suggest that you answer my questions directly." Snape frowned, his cold tone tinged with obvious impatience.

Cynthia pursed her lips, looking distressed: "Her fate is reincarnation. I know this word is weird, but it is true. It is an imported word from an ancient Far Eastern country, which means..."

"I know what 'reincarnation' means." Snape raised his hand to interrupt her, "Please just say what it means."

Cynthia shook her head, "I can't jump to conclusions, because I've never seen such a situation. A person's fate track keeps repeating, what does it mean..." When she said this, she suddenly looked up at Sneaker Pu, "Why don't you ask her yourself, Severus? I think Aurora should be aware of something, but she doesn't seem to want to say it."

"However, I didn't seem to see her just now..." Before Cynthia finished speaking, Snape had already left without looking back.She watched the lonely black figure disappear in front of her eyes, and couldn't help sighing: "This person is still exactly the same as when he was in school."

"I'm surprised you can still remember him when he was in school." Sirius' voice came over coldly.Cynthia turned her head stiffly, and immediately ran over and hugged him, and looked at him with a smile on her face: "Oh, isn't this our popular lover, Mr. Black? Why did you come out too?"

"Dumbledore is looking for you." Sirius remained unmoved, as if he didn't see the other party's overtures. "He wants to ask you about the fate trajectory that you predicted for Aurora."

"Ah, that's it."

……

It didn't take Snape much time to guess where Aurora was, he knew her too well for it to be difficult at all.So when he found Aidara in the kitchen who had just returned from the auditorium with Aurora's backpack, he asked her to take him to the secret room without thinking.

The appearance of the diary Horcrux awakened Abyss who was dozing off and waiting for dinner to be delivered.The giant snake raised its head and approached the backpack in the elf's arms and the lead bucket with dinner in his hand.Because the golden snake pupil does not use magic power, it is not so bright and scary, and it will not cause the creatures that look at it to die instantly.

Salazar came out of the swirling water and light ripples, raised his palm and pressed the void, and said in snake language: "Be quiet." Abyss immediately left one head lying on the edge of the pool, poor Xixi looked at his master.

"Is she here?" he continued to ask in Parseltongue.Abis nodded, raised his wet tail tip from the water and poked at the closed door.

Salazar understood, and opened the door with a flick of his hand.

Aurora was sitting on the carpet talking to Helga about star trails and fate, and was startled by the sudden opening of the door, she quickly hid the portrait behind her back, and looked at the door blankly and panicked: "Professor? Mr Slytherin..."

Salazar was acutely aware of something in her odd discomfort.So he squinted his eyes, the light was driven out of the fundus, and the cold verdant green on the irises was sharpened dangerously: "What are you doing here?"

Aurora discovered that this may be the unique skill of every Slytherin head, whether it is Salazar or Snape, they all have the ability to make people shudder with just one look and slower speech without raising the volume .

"No... nothing. I... just go."

Before Aurora finished speaking, she saw that Salazar had stretched out her hand to her irresistibly, his expression was still calm, not arrogant.

Although he didn't speak, the meaning couldn't be more obvious - no matter what you have in your hand, hand it over.

If she handed over the portrait now and said that she had just seen it, would Salazar believe it?Aurora wasn't sure.

Snape glanced at the empty bedside table and basically guessed what Aurora was holding.He quickly reacted, and then walked straight over and took out the portrait she hid behind him, and at the same time pressed her shoulder without any trace to signal her not to move or speak.

"It looks like a portrait, sir." Snape handed it over without looking at it.

The person in the portrait sighed very slightly, and suddenly laughed happily, with a soft voice, as gentle and beautiful as a feather kiss on the fingertips, with a kind of scratching feeling: "You scared her, Sarah. you."

Aurora saw that from the moment that voice appeared, Salazar's whole person changed.All the coldness in his eyes was blown away, and his soft words were like blades, piercing through the almost eternally solid ice on the surface of the emerald lake.The moment the gap appeared, the glacier collapsed and died silently, and the wasteland after thousands of years of freezing came back to life.

He froze there motionless, as if his body was just a cage to imprison his pale and stubborn soul, and time couldn't hurt him at all, and couldn't save him.

"Long time no see." Helga in the portrait put away her smile, looked at the other party with slightly raised lips, and greeted him familiarly.

The watery light from the dome of the secret room replaced the cold and gloomy before, resting in Salazar's eyes, like a pool of hallucinatory tears.He reached out to touch the portrait, and under his slightly trembling fingertips there were only paint and canvas, without the slightest warmth of popularity.This made him stunned for a moment. For the first time, his face showed the soft and bewildered youth that really fit his appearance and age. It seemed that he couldn't understand the other party's state. He wanted to ask but he could only repeat what the other party had said unconsciously. The voice that was forced out was extremely hoarse: "Long time no see..."

She has come back?

It seems not again.

Why can't I touch her?

The scene he had imagined countless times finally appeared, and the millennium spanning in between was so long that it was tiresome.But when she really appeared in front of him again, Salazar felt in a trance, as if those times he endured alone were just her breath.

Moment is eternity.

However, such eternity is too fragile.

Helga could easily understand Salazar's expression, and said with a light smile, "I'm already dead, Thrall. Have you forgotten?"

After hearing what the other party said, the faint light in Salazar's eyes suddenly disappeared.Now he is more like a specimen than ever before, only the exterior is fresh and perfect, while the inside is lifeless, exquisite to the point of horror.

Aurora was a little frightened by Salazar's appearance. The magic fluctuations spreading from the Horcrux made her feel a little out of breath, her chest was tight, and there was a murmur in her ears.Snape stood in front of her calmly, weakening the sense of oppression.He said to Helga respectfully: "Sorry, the school celebrations are not over yet, please allow me to take my students away."

"Of course." Helga waved his hand briskly, "Happy school anniversary, send my regards to your current principal."

Snape nodded his thanks, reached out and grabbed Aurora's wrist, quickly left the secret room, and returned to the cellar office.

Until the fresh air with the faint scent of sulfur and jasmine blowing on the face again, awakening the stiff senses, Aurora finally calmed down: "The way he just looked... so scary."

Snape stared at her from the back of his eyes, not going to take up the subject: "What are you doing in the Chamber of Secrets?"

His words made Aurora think of the star that kept spinning in circles again, and the feeling of hopelessness and doubt that had just faded surged up again.She seems to have returned to the time when this body was only six or seven years old, and her mind was barren like a dying old man.

She shook her head, her chest still congested.

Snape clicked his tongue, the furrows between his brows were deep, and his jawline was tense: "I'll give you two options, Field. Either you tell me yourself, or I'll use Veritaserum to make you tell me."

Hearing this, Aurora finally raised her head and looked at Snape with very empty and dark eyes, as if she had lost all life and soul.This look inexplicably stimulated Snape's nerves, making him almost subconsciously regret his tough attitude and blurted words just now.

He pursed his lips tightly, sat opposite Aurora, and waited for the other party to speak without saying a word.

"You have seen the trajectory of my fate."

"Yes."

"It keeps repeating, repeating endlessly." Aurora said, her tone so light that it disappeared before it fell into the air. "And those dreams, I just found out today, there is a reason for them."

After finishing speaking, she was silent for a while, and then continued: "It seems that since I was bitten by a ghost shark, I always have some recurring dreams. I seldom pay attention to them, because they look like me. I have nothing to do with my real life. But now, I suddenly feel..."

"Are those dreams real?" Snape continued, his eyes darkened.Aurora nodded.

"What do you dream about?"

"A lot of things. I was trapped in Hogwarts and couldn't get out. I was holding a child's hand to escape. I was fighting a man whose face I couldn't see. He seemed to speak Parseltongue. I don't know. Pretty sure. But I kind of know that if I don't win him, I'm going to die."

"And a man in a black cloak with bones in his hands. He's always saying I'm asking him repetitive questions, that I'm not getting any better, that the butterfly's wings are moving, that...it's getting dark."

"And that tree..." Aurora poured out the content dreamily, her clear pupils mechanically reflected the light above her head, her eyes were blurred by the light spots, "I often dream that I appear next to a tree, It makes me feel a lot like the ancient tree where Helga's wand is buried, but I'm sure it's not."

After finishing speaking, Aurora suddenly looked at Snape: "Do you think I'm crazy?"

Snape didn't move, and his expression seemed to freeze.It's not that he didn't think about the mystery of Aurora, but he really didn't expect it to be so confusing.After a while, Snape spoke again, but asked a seemingly unrelated question: "You haven't learned Occlumency, have you?"

This is a declarative sentence without any interrogative tone.

Aurora hesitated for a while, closed her eyes and nodded slightly.

That's it.Snape's long-suspicious guess was finally confirmed. He had long discovered that Aurora seemed to be somewhat different from ordinary people in terms of mental power.Any attempt to touch her mental power from the outside would be ineffective, as was the case with the Boggart, and it was also the same with the fact that the Horcrux couldn't harm her in the first place.

Except for the Patronus Charm, because that's what she wanted.

Thinking of the Patronus, Snape's thoughts froze for half a second.

"So I was thinking, why am I like this? Why can't I get out? If my fate is really reincarnated, does that mean that what I am experiencing now has happened long ago. I dream The ones I have seen are also real, they are not the present or the future, but my past?"

Stars appear, rise, disappear, and then reappear.This is a cycle.

This means that she will usher in her demise one day in the future.

After Snape thought of this, he instinctively felt a bone-chilling coldness and extreme resistance.Lily's pale face when she died suddenly appeared under the light, almost overlapping with the girl in front of her.

He gripped his wand tightly.

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