[HP] Butterfly Effect

How many dreams does a person have in his life?How much of it is constructed based on the surrounding reality?They seem so absurd but faithfully reflect people's hearts, recording many long-forgotten details.

Do you occasionally feel that the moment that is happening at this very moment has appeared in your dream?It's like turning back time and old dreams come true.However, are you really just having an ordinary dream, or are you unknowingly walking on the past that you have already experienced but forgotten?

……

It wasn't until the end of the school celebrations that Aurora and Snape finally returned to the still extremely lively auditorium one after the other at intervals.She sat on the stool and began to pack her things. Suddenly, she saw that Vaux's violin was still placed next to the cedar pot full of shiny pendants, but he had disappeared.

Aurora raised her head and looked for the crowd in front of her, but she couldn't find Vox's figure. Those gorgeous and flickering colored lights and shadows interfered with her, making it difficult for her to identify.A Gryffindor girl at the side saw that Aurora seemed to be looking for something, and replied enthusiastically: "Are you looking for Chevalier? He went out for a while and never came back."

"That's it, thank you." Aurora looked away, put the guitar on her back, and went to collect the violin left by Vaux.

The fifth-grade prefects were responsible for taking the students back from their respective houses, and the sixth-grade prefects were responsible for finding the students who had sneaked out of the castle and ensuring that they all returned to their dormitories before curfew.Aurora held the violin and Bill waited at the door for a while, but did not see Beverly coming out, so the two of them could only set off together.

They walked forward together along the corridor, the firelight on the wall trembled slightly in the night wind, the shadow curled up in the corner, like a narrow dark tide, surging and undulating, ready to crush the fragile light at any time faint.Fireworks exploded above the castle, bright and brilliant threads of light floated in the dark night, and the colors spread by the waves floated, hazy and intertwined into pieces, as strange as a dream.

Seeing that the other party did not intend to speak, Bill took the initiative to ask: "Charlie told me that you are not in a good mood tonight, are you okay?" Si stretched out her hand and hooked it away: "It's nothing, you don't have to worry about me."

Bill looked at her sideways for a while, smiled and stopped asking, just said: "Okay, I know you are not the type to express. But I still want to say that if you need it, we will all be there. "

His words were so relaxed and sincere, which made Aurora feel guilty and moved suddenly.She stopped and looked at each other seriously: "Thank you, Bill."

"You're welcome." He patted Aurora on the shoulder, his eyes wandered casually over the flowers and lights behind her, and then raised his finger to point somewhere, with a bright smile and a teasing tone, "Hey! See what I found?"

Aurora looked back suspiciously in the direction he pointed, and sure enough, she saw two familiar figures by the lake not far away, and she could vaguely see that they were Vox and Beverly.She was a little surprised, and repeatedly confirmed that she had read correctly: "So they are here."

"Recently, Vox is always mysterious. He often goes to the Room of Requirement alone for two or three hours without knowing what he is doing." Bill said with a smile, "Now I can see that he is just researching this thing."

A golden snitch.Vox fumbled it out of his pocket and handed it to Beverly.

"How could he have this thing?"

"That was made by Walkers himself. It's not the real Golden Snitch used in Quidditch matches, but it looks alike."

Indeed not.Aurora quickly saw the difference.After the golden snitch stretched out two willow-like slender wings, it didn't fly away immediately, but hovered in Vox's palm, emitting a soft light green light.Many glowing fluorescent green butterflies flew out of it and danced around Beverly, and the scattered light spots made up a flowery sentence, "Happy birthday to Beverly, who was born on the same day as Hogwarts."

It turned out to be the case.

Bill had an inscrutable smile on his face, "This birthday gift is too lethal." Aurora smiled and agreed: "I totally agree."

"So we're going to remind them that curfew is coming soon?" Bill rubbed his chin, then winked at Aurora slyly, "Let me be the villain."

After finishing speaking, he cleared his throat, deliberately lowered his voice and pretended to be fierce: "What grade are you over there, do you know that the curfew is about to come? Do you want to be deducted points?!"

Standing on the steps, Aurora saw that the clouds above her head finally moved away, revealing the clear moonlight.

……

In the early morning of Wednesday, the muffled thunder rumbled over the endless leaden gray clouds, like a whole heavenly army galloping across the clouds, smashing the banks of the moats of the kingdom of God with their swords.The flood that broke the embankment turned into a pouring gray rain and fell, washing away all the humidity and heat that had accumulated in the air in the past few days.In the far distance, golden sunlight is flowing warmly behind the gaps in the rain clouds, and the mountains are blurred by rain and fog, thin and blue.

When Dumbledore was sitting on the teacher's table in the restaurant, he deliberately glanced in the direction of Hufflepuff's table, tilted his head slightly and asked Snape, "Has Aurora been here?"

"No." Snape replied curtly, not even bothering to cast a look at the group of students by the wall.Dumbledore nodded thoughtfully: "I heard from Minerva and Felius that the child has not been in a good state of mind recently."

"Let her continue to attend class as if nothing had happened, and record those uncomfortable dreams." Snape's voice remained the same, only the slight lingering tone made his words sound extra ironic, " I have to say that your expectations of her may have exceeded her ability, and maybe she will disappoint you."

After Dumbledore listened, he looked meaningfully at the black-clothed professor next to him, with a sea of ​​mist floating in his eyes, which seemed to have a mysterious tranquility, just like the smile that often hangs on the corner of his mouth: "It seems that you Very disapproving of my approach.”

Disagree?Snape twitched the corner of his mouth indifferently.

Ever since Aurora learned that her fate had been repeated at the school celebration, she would go to the principal's office to talk to Dumbledore from time to time.Sometimes she initiates it, sometimes Dumbledore invites it.He seems to be very concerned about those strange dreams of Aurora, thinking that they have some kind of incomprehensible predictability, which will become an important help for them to find Horcruxes and Slytherin wands.

So during this period of time, Aurora spent almost all of her free time desperately drawing pictures to record dreams and reading books, and she seldom even communicated with her friends.

She got the qualification to enter the restricted/book area from Dean Sprout, and read most of the books related to "Fate" and "Soul".When I’m sleepy, I lie down on the table and take a nap, and when I wake up, I continue to read. I don’t come to the restaurant with other people to eat. I only run to the kitchen before curfew and when I’m really hungry to ask Aidara if there is anything left. As for the ingredients, no matter what the other party gave, she just stuffed it indiscriminately and considered it eaten.Even if it weren't for Mrs. Pince's strict requirements, Snape doubted that she would be able to live in the restricted area and never come out.

Several times during Potions class, Snape could see the hollow tiredness in Aurora's expression, so deep that it seemed to melt into her blood, absorbing her vitality bit by bit.She was sitting by the window sill covered with pale light, her light golden long hair showed a cold and dazzling brilliance, her lifeless warm brown eyes were like two lifeless glass beads.If it weren't for the true color and body temperature of her body, Aurora's appearance in this quiet state would be even more fragile than many ghosts, as if she would disappear immediately as soon as the light changed.

In fact, Snape fully agrees with Dumbledore's method of finding the Slytherin wand through the dream that he wanted to confirm and pass.After all, the Order of the Phoenix has made no breakthroughs in this matter in the past two months. No one knows how to track down the ancient secrets of a Parselmouth family after such a long time.However, the ancient tree guarding the Hebrides is still changing. The green tree that has lasted for thousands of years has already shown yellowing marks visible to the naked eye from the top, and the signal of the wand's awakening is becoming more and more obvious.

It can be said that the only hope for now is Aurora's strange familiarity with many events, and those dreams that seem to be absurd and chaotic. Maybe they really hold many clues.

Anyway, there is no other way for the time being, but to try something before the ancient tree dies completely.

However, to Snape's annoyance, Dumbledore could clearly see that Aurora was a little depressed because of the trajectory of fate, but he still led her to immerse herself in those mysterious dreams.Aurora's behavior began to become more and more abnormal. She was distracted in class, forgetful, suddenly couldn't remember the spell when she raised her wand, and sometimes stared blankly at an empty place without moving. Stay for half a day.

It was like a walking dead, just like when Snape had just lost Lily.He knows this feeling all too well.

Thinking of this, Snape's tone became more blunt: "From the perspective of the professor, I really don't agree. I suspect that if she continues to be so careless, it will be difficult for her to successfully advance to the seventh grade. At least, in my class That's how it is."

Dumbledore flicked the silver spoon in his hand, and said flatly: "I understand your concerns, Severus. Don't you think I've never worried about her?"

Snape squeezed back a sneer.

"When Minerva first told me about Aurora's changes, I had already approached her, trying to stop her from being so obsessed with these things. But I have to admit that her persistence in this matter The degree is completely beyond my imagination, and this is my responsibility. Because I didn't expect that a fate trajectory prediction result without any definite interpretation would affect her so much. She seems to have seen many in the repeating star. Things we can't see, these things are seriously bothering and holding her back." Dumbledore said, "Unfortunately, my words don't seem to have much effect on her, and neither can Remus and Sirius. .But..." He said, giving Snape a vague look, "I think she should be able to listen to you."

"After a failed assessment of Field, I don't think you should have this illusion anymore." Snape replied blankly.

Dumbledore didn't answer, and the two ended the topic tacitly at the same time.

When breakfast was over, Snape left the dining room and returned to the cellar office, ready to start grading papers and brewing some potions Madam Pomfrey needed.

He picked up the quill, flipped through the student's thesis in front of him, and then remained frozen on the chair, with Dumbledore's words always ringing in his mind, and Aurora sitting alone on the edge of the rain-drenched steps, staring blankly and palely. Looking at those splashes in a daze.

There was a knock on the door, and Snape frowned a little irritably, "Come in."

The person who opened the door was Beverly Greenberg. She came to bring in some students' homework and some potion materials.

"It's all here, Dean."

"you can go now."

Beverly turned obediently to leave.

However, when she was approaching the door, she looked sideways at Snape again: "Professor, do you know what Aurora has been doing recently?"

Snape paused for a moment, and replied with an uneasy expression: "I thought you were friends."

"That's right, sir," Beverly went on, "however, she's been worrying us all lately. Ever since the night of the school reunion..." "If you're really that worried," Snape interrupted her , the movement of flipping through the papers in your hand is still smooth and fast, "Then why don't you go find her yourself, instead of wasting time here?"

"She won't say anything, professor." Beverly sighed, her voice lowered slightly, "I thought she might be with you..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Snape's expression suddenly changed.Under the weak light, his face became as pale and cold as an ice sculpture, without a trace of vitality or warmth, and the icy eyes were filled with a thick darkness, which swallowed up all the light spots and the horror of emotion: "Why are you so terrified?" feel?"

Beverly was slightly stunned for a moment, feeling that what he said seemed to make Snape feel threatened, so he asked himself in such a vigilant and gloomy tone.She remembered what Regulus had occasionally revealed to her, telling her not to get too close to the dean.It seemed that Snape also didn't like her mentioning Aurora like this, and this kind of disengagement made people feel very subtle.

So she quickly adjusted the meaning of her words, saying: "Because I am a student of your college, sir. I am just instinctively seeking help from my dean."

"You go."

"Goodbye, Professor."

The office door closed again, and Snape continued to look down at the paper.

After a while, he finally gritted his teeth and threw away the quill, and quickly left the office to the restricted/book area of ​​the library.Mrs. Pince looked up and saw him, she nodded and greeted him very habitually, and adjusted the sharp-edged glasses that slid to the center of the bridge of her nose: "Because a new batch of books came in recently, I changed the storage location of some books. And The books about potions have been moved to the side of the previous cabinet, I hope it can help you, Dean Snape."

"thanks for reminding."

Snape walked in, and it was easy to see Aurora falling asleep on the table in the seating area.She tilted her head and rested in her arms, her blond hair was loose and drooping, her eyelashes fluttered from time to time, she seemed to be sleeping restlessly, and she still held a quill pen in her hand, with thick black ink hanging on the pen tip, precariously like a flower Withered flowers.This is different from the non-restricted/book area of ​​the library where there are many bright people. Even though all the lights are on, it is still a bit dim, as if those light threads are blocked by invisible barriers in the air, and everything is gray. of.

Snape stood by and watched her for a while, silently refraining from waking her up.Looking down, he found that Aurora was recording his dream again.When Legilimency fails, the parchment and quill are the outlets for all the restlessness and confusion.

Black ink streaks are drawn on the dark brown paper, each stroke seems to be struggling.The overly suppressed strong emotions are concretized into pictures, so fierce and desolate that you can easily feel the heaviness of that emotional color just by looking at it.They twist wildly, trying to break free from the shackles of the parchment at any time, and impact into the eyes and hearts of bystanders.

Snape looked at those drawings one by one, and found that trees and confrontation and vague castles were the main theme of all content.as well as.

A crooked circle, a wand out of shape, and one thing I didn't finish drawing in time.

He turned his eyes to Aurora again, his eyes were deep.

How much does knowing the trajectory of fate affect a person?Once the Dark Lord had directly contributed to his own defeat, and... Lily's death, because of a prophecy.So Aurora's current appearance couldn't be more normal.

But Snape was also keenly aware of some other things from her changes. For example, when even the Sidney family could not decipher this repetitive trajectory, she seemed to have decided that she was in reincarnation .This kind of concept of hers is like some kind of hidden virus, which has already taken root and sprouted in her heart, just waiting for this stimulation to explode to fester.

She hadn't said all she knew, Snape was sure.However, Snape didn't have enough ground to make Aurora confess to him completely, after all, he couldn't help himself in many cases.The more he intervened in Aurora's affairs, the harder it would be to cover up his traces, and the worse it would be for her.Therefore, in many cases, Snape would deliberately keep himself from getting involved in Aurora's affairs, especially in front of many people, the more indifferent he seemed, the more correct he was.

After all, he was the head of Slytherin, and it seemed weird to pay too much attention to a Hufflepuff student.Not to mention that in Slytherin now, a large part of the students are from the same family as the Death Eaters who were imprisoned in Azkaban.

So when Dumbledore just asked him to come and talk to Aurora, Snape's first reaction was to resist.And when Beverly came to him because of Aurora, Snape instinctively felt vigilant.

However, he still stood here after all.

At this moment, Aurora trembled suddenly, opened her eyes and gradually woke up.She reached out to touch the glasses next to her, and in a trance, she saw an exquisite and huge wooden planetary model suspended on the dome of the forbidden/book area, rotating slowly day and night, as if it was about to fall down.

After her eyes cleared, Aurora was surprised to find that Snape was standing next to her: "Professor?"

"I'm assuming that you have completed all the subjects' tasks, so that's why you can safely waste your time in the restricted/book area?" Snape put the paintings back on the table, and looked down at the man whose expression had not completely faded from exhaustion. girl.

Aurora's eyes flickered for a moment, and then withered quickly: "I...I tried my best, but...it's too difficult. To be completely unaffected, for me...it's really too difficult .I don't want to do this either, I..."

As she spoke, she was silent for a while, and finally said: "I think I messed up, sorry."

"Do you have the diary now?" Snape asked suddenly.Aurora was slightly stunned, then shook her head: "No, I put it in the dormitory. Ever since I met Helga's portrait, I don't know what happened. He didn't respond to what I said to him, and the diary couldn't be opened. I think he might want to stay alone for a while, so he didn't bring the diary with him anymore."

"You should know that if your current situation continues, you will easily repeat a grade." Snape walked to the other side of the table and sat down, crossed his legs, and his black trousers were neat and straight.

Aurora didn't speak, and her eyes fell on the painting at hand.There are also spinosa luxuriant on it, and the ink is thick and black.

"You have learned prophecy, do you think it is easy?"

She raised her head slowly, then shook her head: "It's not easy."

"Not every prophecy will come true. Because it represents the most unpredictable future, and the future is determined by all your actions now." Snape looked at her, raised his chin slightly and said sharply, "For example As far as I'm concerned, your future is sixth grade again, because you're telling me so."

Aurora,...

"But if you stop your useless behavior now, it will be easy for you to advance to the seventh grade." He continued, his deep and melodious voice was slow and unhurried, falling in the empty restricted/book area with a very attractive a feeling of.

"You want to tell me that the future can be changed at any time, so it's useless to be too obsessed with that prediction, right?" Aurora understood what the other party meant.

Snape didn't deny it, but went on to say: "It's useless to be too addicted and obsessed with a prophecy, it will only lead you to it faster. Because you believe it too much, what you do Everything, too deliberate, is the reason for you to prove it."

After finishing speaking, his eyes were empty for a very short moment: "That will make you pay the price."

Like back then, if he hadn't believed that prophecy and conveyed it to the Dark Lord, Lily might not have died.

"Did you... remember anything?" Aurora asked tentatively.Snape stood up and looked down at her indifferently: "My advice ends here, Miss Field. You can figure it out yourself."

As he said that, he picked up his wand, and let the forbidden/book area entry and exit application permission that was caught in the book float into his hand: "From now on, you are not allowed to come here again, go back and do what you should do immediately. If you Unfortunately, if you repeat a grade, then I think according to my standards, you will have to leave the Potions class."

As soon as this sentence came out, both of them were a little stunned.What kind of threat is this?

"teach……"

"Or, are you planning to wait for Mrs. Pince to invite you out?" Snape said with a dark face, turned around and left.

Aurora sat staring at the paintings and books for a while, and finally decided to pack up and leave.

She said goodbye to Mrs. Pince and walked out of the library into the corridor outside.The rain has become much lighter, and those soft to transparent drops of water are flying down from the gloomy clouds one after another.The remaining sunlight in the distance is also covered by this color, and the secluded green forest and the vast land are shrouded in this dreamlike smoky color, which is soft, blurred and decadent.

"Aren't you going to eat something?" Dumbledore's voice suddenly came from behind, Aurora turned her head and saw the old headmaster in a dark blue wizard robe standing behind her with a kind smile.

"Professor Dumbledore."

"Would you like to chat? Or, I think I still have some less sweet treats in my office, if you need them." He said as he walked forward.

"Thank you, I'll wait to eat later." Aurora followed and said.

"Still caring about that prediction, Aurora?"

"I-I'm trying to adjust, sir," Aurora said guiltily.Dumbledore raised his hand and said comfortingly: "No, this is my responsibility. I didn't expect you to be so affected. If I had known, I wouldn't have done it."

This sentence touched her somewhat, and Aurora remembered what Snape said just now, the future is determined by the present.

"Inertia and obsession are terrible things, Aurora." Dumbledore looked at her and said, with a serious and reassuring tone, "They will control your thoughts and make you do irreversible things. You care too much about that prediction Although some things seem to be predestined, in fact, if you think about it carefully, you will find that they are all man-made."

"gentlemen?"

"I suppose you must have met Harry, haven't you?"

"That's it..."

"Do you know why Voldemort chose him in the first place?"

When Aurora heard this, she probably had a guess: "Because of a prophecy?"

"Yes, child. A prophecy." Dumbledore nodded, "It was because he cared too much that it led to the final consequences. If he didn't know the content of the prophecy, or didn't obsess over it, then he wouldn't He would have chosen to kill Harry, and he would not have failed that night. His future was, so to speak, his own making."

Aurora was stunned by Dumbledore's words, the sound of the rain gradually faded away, only his words were still echoing.

"There is another example, which I discovered recently, which is closely related to you. I think it is necessary to let you know, it may be helpful to your current situation." Dumbledore looked at her, "Do you think Parseltongue and Why are these two types of natural animal trainers always in such an extreme relationship?"

"Because...they are special existences even among wizards?" Aurora reluctantly gave a guess.To be honest, she didn't think about it.

"That's right. It is undeniable that with these two talents, you can easily identify each other among many others." Dumbledore explained with a smile, "But that's not the real reason."

"Take you, Aurora. What would you do if you found out that someone close to you was a Parseltongue?"

"Hmm..." Aurora thought about it seriously, and then replied honestly, "I don't think I'll be fine, at most I'm a little surprised."

"But you must know that the abilities of Parseltongue and your abilities are opposite and complementary. If he becomes your friend, you will make a perfect partner. If you are enemies, it will be very bad, he would be your most formidable opponent. Even so, wouldn't you have any idea?"

Aurora considered Dumbledore's words, but still shook her head resolutely: "No. Whether you can get along with each other depends on the character of the person, not the talent. I don't need to force it for this potential complementarity or mutual restraint. Accept or hate someone for yourself."

"That's right, Aurora! That's right!" Dumbledore smiled and shook his fingers, "This is your decision, and it's also your behavior. It is destined to come from the perspective of a natural animal trainer." In other words, these two kinds of people can actually be in a balance without interfering with each other, just like other ordinary wizards. It is not like history and those so-called laws say that once these two kinds of people meet There can only be the most extreme relationships."

"Either the closest person or the most antagonistic enemy. It's just ridiculous."

Aurora was a little surprised why Dumbledore knew these things so well.But after thinking about it, he is now often in contact with the ghosts of the Hufflepuff family because he needs to pay attention to the ancient trees in the Hebrides. It is not surprising to know these things.

"But there is a reason for it. The reason it exists, and is so ingrained. It's because every Parseltongue and natural animal tamer you've ever met is confirming it."

"Slytherins and Hufflepuffs came together 1000 years before the violent conflict between Muggles and wizards, and became the closest people they had to each other at the time. That's because they were both equally talented, had a common purpose, and had Special abilities that other wizards don't have. It is for these reasons that they come together naturally."

"However, the appearance of the second natural animal tamer is completely opposite. Newt's thinking is the same as yours. He will never deliberately approach or distance himself because the other party has a Parseltongue. But Voldemort wants to move toward Sarah because he wants too much." Chuck Slytherin moved closer to win over Newt, which aroused Newt and him to confront each other, so they became the most antagonistic enemies."

"It's you now, Aurora." Dumbledore stared at her with serene and deep eyes, "You are also the one who stands on the opposite side of Voldemort. That's because his choice and position aroused your resistance, and you can't agree with it. I don’t want to join him, so now you are also in line with the hostile relationship described in that law.”

"But is this really the result of fate caused by these two talents? I think the relationship between you and Mr. Slytherin is completely inconsistent, isn't it?"

"What makes us is not our abilities, but our choices. Similarly, the future is the same, my child. No prophecy can bind your future, because it is in your hands." Dumbledore smiled He patted her shoulder lightly.

Aurora stared blankly at Dumbledore for a while, and finally smiled: "I know what to do, sir. Thank you." After finishing speaking, she took out the few paintings and handed them over, "This is the one that appears repeatedly in my A couple of scenes in the dream, Professor. I think it might have something to do with Mr. Slytherin's wand."

Dumbledore took it over: "Okay, I'll watch it. But for now, my suggestion is that you should go eat something."

"Then I'll go first, goodbye, professor."

"Goodbye, Aurora."

Run down the corridor into the hall, through the marble steps, and turn into the Hufflepuff dormitory area.Aurora had never thought it would be so easy.She pushed open the door of the dormitory, and all her roommates were gone, only her.

A simple lunch was placed on the table, and Aurora pulled out the note under the dinner plate, and saw Aidara's head dozing on it blowing snot bubbles.She flicked the note, and Adara finally woke up, and said happily: "Professor Snape asked Adara to bring it here! Miss Aurora, please use it slowly!"

Aurora looked at the lunch and suddenly thought, maybe reincarnation is not so bad.

As long as he is there.

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