[HP] Butterfly Effect

Harry Potter, who lives on Privet Drive, is ten years old this year and will be 11 soon.This meant that he would receive an admission letter from Hogwarts sometime before August this year.He'd been looking forward to it years ago, because it meant he could leave the Dursleys and live with his godfather.

Harry has been desperately looking forward to his 11th birthday since about a year ago.Every night before going to bed, he would mark off a day on the calendar with a pencil, and when he got up the next day, he waited for another day to be crossed off.

With this in mind, he felt that even facing Dudley's bullying and Aunt Petunia's making things difficult would be easier.Especially recently, they all started to bully Harry even more.It was his fault that the bulb was broken, it was Harry's fault that the water stopped, it was also his fault that the weather was getting hotter, and it was even Harry's fault that the flowers on the balcony were wilting.

"The flower was fine yesterday, why did it die today?" Aunt Petunia stretched out her long neck, looking at the flower with an expression that didn't show much sadness at all... Harry next to him said, "Did you die yesterday?" Standing next to it all day? Huh?"

While cleaning up the cream and cake crumbs that Dudley spilled on purpose while eating the cake, Harry replied with some annoyance: "No. And it has been getting less and less energetic since last week, I think it's because of lack of water Because of it." Aunt Petunia smiled with satisfaction, looking gloomy: "That's right, it's because of the water cutoff, it can't be wrong."

"But it's none of my business to stop the water." Harry's green eyes became brighter when he tried to control his emotions, and the light was a little sharp. "It's just that I forgot to water it." As he said, he Whispering, "If it's Sirius, a little spell can make it..."

Aunt Petunia heard him sharply, jumped up and pointed at him like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, and yelled, "How dare you—!"

"Sorry, I'm not..."

"You are!" Dudley fanned the flames and threw the cream cake everywhere, "You said it! I heard you! You said it!"

"I didn't mean to..."

"Our family!" Aunt Petunia yelled at him furiously. "Not even a single word about those freaks is allowed!"

Harry had a headache from being yelled at by them, so he simply stood there expressionless and waited for them to finish their uproar like wild beasts before calming down.Aunt Petunia stared at him for a long time, and took Dudley away from the balcony, ordering Harry to clean it up before leaving.

"You got dirty!" she said.

Looking at the viscous, dirty butter and cake crumbs all over the floor, Harry wanted to leave here desperately for the countless times, and go to the magic school he had never seen before.He slapped the butter on the ground with a broom, and looked outside with a gloomy face, holding a little bit of hope, expecting to see the familiar figure of the big black dog.Longing for it to run out of a certain corner on the other side of the street and find itself through the street full of blinding sunlight.

He sat down, his thin body leaning against the wall, his curly-haired trousers and the slender wrists and ankles protruding from the cuffs, and the slender shadows were drawn from the soles of his feet to the floor of the room, with a sad face.

In June, Dudley and Harry went to school together.

On a very ordinary day, Harry got up early as usual to prepare a simple breakfast for everyone, then watered the potted plants, and cleaned up the scene of the car accident after Dudley and his friends came to the carnival last night.When he was almost ready to pack up, several other people also went downstairs to start eating breakfast.

And the three-headed blue-feathered eagle, which looked so weird that it would only appear in fantasy novels, flew in from the window at this time. Its feathers were all iron-blue, except for a plum-shaped white feather on its chest. , a circle larger than ordinary owls, with three identical heads, six eyes as bright red as blood, holding a letter and a card in its golden beak, staring straight at Harry.

"Mom—!" Dudley threw out the plate in his hand like crazy, the bacon and fried eggs were all over the wall, his face was pale, "Monster! Mom!"

That's right, his mother is indeed a monster.thought Harry.

"What is this?!"

"Get out!! Get out of our house!"

"Hit it! Hit it!!"

The three-headed eagle looked arrogantly at the group of shivering Muggles, flapped its iron blue wings, and landed lightly on Harry's arm, handing the letter and the card into his hand.He flipped the card over and it read:

"Sirius and Remus agreed that mung bean cakes are the most suitable way to deliver your letters, after all, ordinary owls may not be able to cope with your two difficult guardians.

Looking forward to meeting you soon.

Sincerely, Aurora Rose Field. "

"Thank you, Mung Bean Cake." Harry wanted to follow Aurora's example, and used the envelope to scrape the feathers on its head, and was lightly dodged by it, making a raspy cry of displeasure. "Okay." Harry shrugged helplessly, "I know you don't like people touching you except Aurora, would you like something to eat?"

Mung bean cake looked at the cereal Harry handed over with disgust, and raised all three heads high.

Fernon Dursley was dumbfounded, and then reacted immediately, pointing at him angrily: "You...I knew you were with this monster! You...you..."

The three-headed eagle screamed strangely, jumped up and grabbed at him, the speed was as fast as a blue lightning, the hair in the middle let out a terrifying strange cry, Feinon immediately fell to the ground like a piece of wood.

"Dad! The monster killed my dad!"

"Monster! You monster!"

Harry replied angrily: "He just passed out! Mung bean cake, let's go!"

After speaking, he happily rushed out of the Dursley's house together with the three-headed eagle, and ran forward facing the grand and hot sun outside the house.The hot wind and the sun combined to fill his baggy shirt, almost lifting him up.Harry was the only one on the deserted street. He kept running and running, so happy that he almost flew up. The Hogwarts seal on the letter in his hand was shining brightly in the sun.

"I finally waited—!" Harry jumped up and shouted, the morning air was quickly inhaled into his lungs because of the sprint, bringing a warm to scalding heat, filling every inch of his heart, "I finally waited—!"

The three-headed eagle hovered above Harry's head, raised its left head and honked. The sound was unbelievably beautiful, as clear and melodious as ice beads falling on a jade plate.In an instant, the birds in the whole community were infected by this call and flew out, chirping and flying around.

Harry ran and jumped under the rising sun, as if the whole world was cheering and rejoicing for him.

According to regulations, Aurora came to Privet Drive to meet Harry as a Hogwarts professor on July [-]th, and took him to Diagon Alley to buy all kinds of things he needed.This scene was unbelievable to her, because she still remembered clearly when Remus came to Plymouth to pick her up to Diagon Alley, and in a blink of an eye she was already picking up her students as a teacher.

They started from Privet Drive, came to the Leaky Cauldron in London, walked through the wall, and reached Diagon Alley.

Just like himself back then, Harry was very curious and interested in everything here, but he was much bolder than Aurora before, and could bravely walk into every shop he found interesting.Of course, it is expected that no matter where he goes, as long as he accidentally reveals the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead, he will immediately become the focus of the audience.

Harry, who hadn't received much attention since he was a child, was obviously very uncomfortable with this situation, and didn't know how to deal with it. He could only hug his wand box and shake hands with everyone who approached excitedly.

When they returned to the hotel, Harry felt that his hands were about to be broken by their shaking, and he was paralyzed on the bed and couldn't get up at all.

Aurora came in with some pumpkin juice and yogurt biscuits, and looked at him amusedly: "I thought Sirius would tell you about this." "He did." Harry said weakly, "But I didn't expect so many."

"That's because Voldemort has hurt and influenced everyone too deeply. They are as happy to see you as they fear him." Aurora said, closing the window a little, leaving only a dazzling golden light The river flows on the floor.It crosses the window sill, extends across the end of the bed, and imprints on the corner of the other side of the room, like a glorious flower blooming in the corner, quiet and beautiful.

"But..." Harry sat up, his black hair was strewn wildly, looking disheveled, his green eyes filled with golden-orange halos looked very clear and pure, like a bright emerald lake in the sun, flashing at this moment "I didn't do anything, I don't remember anything. I mean, I was reading in a bookstore just now, and I saw a girl about my age, also a freshman. She could almost read the whole book." The origin of magic is recited backwards, and you can understand many contents of the elementary spell book."

"That's really amazing!" Aurora exclaimed in amazement.Harry shrugged his head: "Yeah, I think so too. Obviously I can't keep up with her at all, but everyone thinks I seem to be great, but I'm not at all."

Aurora looked at him quietly for a while, the boy was still very young, and he looked obedient sitting on the bed, his whole body looked like a delicate and lovely doll under the sculpting of sunlight and shadows.He is no different from those children who look forward to a place where they can be accepted normally, and he is no different from Aurora and Vox and other little wizards who grew up in Muggle society.Even with what he and Sirius had told him before as a foreshadowing, it must have been difficult for him to face these all at once.

"Don't worry, Harry. You don't have to live according to other people's requirements. You are what you should be. Don't be easily defined by others. On the contrary, the more you keep yourself, the faster they will find you It's not what they think. Slowly, they will not be interested in you." Aurora said gently, handing biscuits and drinks to him, "I can understand your feelings. And my suggestion is , you have to know that you can't please everyone, Harry, so you just need to please yourself and the people you care about very, very much."

"It's normal for you to say that you don't know magic. Most people don't know anything before formal learning, otherwise Hogwarts wouldn't need to exist. Even when other people told me that I was a magician and Scarman When I was a natural animal trainer like Mr. De, I really wondered if they were kidding me, or just thought it was fun to play tricks on me."

"You don't need to look at the gap between yourself and others' starting point, you just need to focus on how far you can run."

Harry looked up at her, as if trying very hard to remember and understand, and nodded vigorously: "I'll try to do it."

"You see, you don't directly promise that you'll do it, you say you'll try. It's a responsible commitment, Harry, and it's remarkable that you're a responsible person."

With that said, Aurora stood up, took out her wand from her sleeve and shook it: "Forget about the people outside, come with me to see how about mung bean cakes? They will definitely not make you unhappy."

When Harry heard it, he laughed immediately, and the haze just now was swept away: "Okay!"

"bring it on."

Because the temperature in the satchel is maintained by magic, it is always kept in a cool to warm range. Compared with the hot summer outside, the inside is like heaven.

As soon as Harry opened the wooden door in front of him, he saw a silver-blue fire dragon streaking across the sky. The faint blue sparks crackled down like withered fireworks, disappearing in the entwined filaments of light in midair.The clean dirt path breaks through the carpet-like green grass, and bends forward, with clusters of light-colored flowers blooming in large swaths.Magnolias and wisteria flowers that form a light purple waterfall are in full bloom in the air, swaying in the wind and dropping large pieces of fragrance and petals.

Unicorns flickered past the edge of the jungle, and winged fiends flitted in pursuit of the rabbits and goats that had been thrown in as prey.Had the huge Welsh green dragon stayed still, Harry would really have thought it was a hill.There are also a few dodos chasing and playing around, three-headed eagles dozing on the branches, eagle horses drinking water with their heads down, and blue-purple birds and snakes entrenched in their nests on the branches, guarding the unhatched eggs attentively. .

There are also Motra rats hiding in the bushes, elephant-nosed pangolins that focus on digging holes, and so on.

In the end, what made Harry unable to take his eyes off was a beautiful bird with fiery red body and slender and gorgeous golden tail feathers. iridescent halo.

"What's that?" Harry shook Aurora's hand slightly.She followed Harry's gaze and smiled: "That's Strawberry, of course, that's what I named it. Strawberry is a little phoenix that is not yet an adult. I found it in the forest in Spain." Yes, it was just emerging from the ashes and nearly eaten by a brown bear. Strawberry has been with me ever since."

"Phoenix," Harry whispered. "Yes, Principal Dumbledore also has a phoenix that has been with him for a long time. It looks almost the same as Strawberry, and it's called Fox." Aurora said, snapping her fingers lightly, and Strawberry immediately opened those blue crystal-like eyes. Clear eyes flew over and landed on her arm, tilting her head and looking at her cutely.

"Do you want to touch it?"

Harry tentatively reached out to touch the smooth and soft feathers of the strawberry, his eyes were as bright as stars: "It's so beautiful."

"Phoenixes are very beautiful. They are beautiful and proud. They are very picky about the environment. Although they are not aggressive creatures, they are extremely difficult to tame." Aurora said while reaching out and scratching Strawberry's jaw, making Strawberry squint comfortably He closed his eyes and let out a soft cry.

"But it must be easy for you," said Harry enviously.Aurora made a face at him, and shook her head helplessly: "In theory, that's true, but in reality..."

She raised her hand to let the strawberry fly up briskly, and disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye.

They continued to move forward, and a forest of sycamores stretched far along the road and grassland. The straight and thick white trunks had dark and light green patches, and the tall branches were intertwined.It's like walking in an irregular and exquisite ancient cage, which has been washed and soaked by thousands of years of wind and rain, and gradually fades, and is invaded and covered by green plants.The verdant tree crown above the head is a hollow curtain that hangs down from the top of the cage, and the magically transformed daytime light seeps in gently like rain and mist.

In the distance, Harry heard the lingering and ethereal cries of whales brought by the cool wind. The golden-red sun shone on the sea, and the entire azure sea was smudged with a dreamy pink-purple color.The black and white long-finned killer whales are rolling and jumping, throwing off large transparent crystal water splashes, and countless seabirds fly across the sky.

Following Aurora's example, Harry took the small fish in the lead bucket and threw them to the seabirds and large carnivorous sea fish, and asked: "You just said that it is only in theory, but it is different in practice. What does that mean? Is it still true?" Are there any magical creatures you can't tame?"

"Of course." Aurora admitted bluntly, and reached out to pat the snout of the long-finned killer whale that came up from the water, "I have absolutely no way to deal with creatures like snakes. I have a natural fear. Of course, even if I It’s also difficult not to be afraid of snakes, they don’t listen to us very much, the more magical snake creatures are, the easier it is to ignore the influence of people like us. They only serve a very few wizards who can communicate with them.”

"Huh?" Harry looked at her in a daze, and the movement of his hand stopped, and the fish began to struggle hard in his hand, trying to escape, "Can't all wizards talk to snakes?"

Aurora was amused by his words, and pushed back the light blonde hair around her shoulders: "How is this possible! Only very few people can do it. Generally speaking, those who can communicate with snakes are descendants of Slytherin, and Not all descendants can. In theory, they and us are collectively called natural animal tamers, but because they can only control snakes, they are commonly called Parseltongues. But in essence, the talents of these two people are They have the same root and the same origin, but because of the different differentiation, they are also extremely split in the form of expression."

Harry looked completely dumbfounded, as if he couldn't digest what Aurora had just said.Aurora curled her fingers and flicked water on his face mischievously: "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"But I..." Harry blinked, "but I can talk to snakes."

Now the person who was stunned became Aurora: "What?" She suspected that she didn't hear clearly.

The fish in Harry's hand broke free from his restraints and jumped into the water, and he couldn't care less than that, eager to tell about how he communicated with a Brazilian python at the zoo and helped him escape.

"I thought all wizards could talk to snakes." Harry added, and then he was very worried, "But you just said...all the wizards who can talk to snakes...are descendants of Slytherin?"

"...Yeah..." Aurora felt that she had run out of words.She remembered what Salazar had said, that Parseltongues and Natural Beastmasters always found each other easily.Is this really a law?

"But Sirius said that people in Slytherin are very bad, there is no good person, and Voldemort also came from there. How could I..." Harry said, with a deep self-doubt and loathing in his eyes.

"Of course not!" Aurora retorted without thinking, and at the same time felt very bald about Sirius' education, "Slytherin is not like this. You have to know that Sirius has always been with the students of Slytherin House." He's a bit conflicted... well, he's a bit biased against Slytherins because of his family, to be precise. I know quite a few Slytherins, though, and they're all very nice."

"Really?" Harry's young three views were shocked, and he couldn't make up his mind for a moment who to listen to.He was willing to believe both, but it was difficult to reconcile.

"It should be said that Slytherin House is indeed more complicated and difficult to define, and there are too many dark wizards. This is true. But that does not mean that everyone in Slytherin is not good. One Slytherin I know, he... ..." When Aurora said this, her eyes and tone became soft and calm, and then she said very firmly and seriously, "He is not perfect like all of us, but he is better than everyone I have ever met. They must be good, they must be brave, and they must be lonely, because there are very few people who can understand him."

Harry didn't speak, it was the first time he saw Aurora's expression, it was an unwavering firmness, pure trust and tolerance.besides……

There are many, many tenderness and joy, precipitated into an extremely sincere and deep love.

This kind of expression was rare for Harry, he only saw it in the eyes of Cynthia and Sirius, and there was no such thing in other people's eyes.

For a moment, the only sound in the whole space is the sound of waves repeatedly beating against the reefs on the shore, the long and strange cry of whales, and the singing of seabirds.

After a while, Aurora asked again: "Have you ever told anyone about your ability?" Harry shook his head quickly: "No, only you."

"That's fine. Harry, you can't tell anyone this, remember?"

"I remember, but why?"

Aurora sighed, and stretched out her hand to straighten Harry's black hair that was hanging down in front of his eyes: "Even in the wizarding world, it's not a good thing to be able to hear, see and feel things that other wizards can't feel. Harry. From a human point of view, Muggles fear wizards. From a wizard point of view, they also fear and reject more prominent aliens. This is the instinct of all creatures."

Harry nodded half-comprehensively, thought for a while, then raised his head and said, "You mean, people with this kind of ability are also an outlier in the wizarding community, so you still have to hide yourself, right?"

"That's right." Aurora smiled slightly.

"Is that so." Harry's eyes fell silent, and he began to think seriously.

They stayed in the satchel until almost dark, and Aurora took Harry to dinner at one of the best restaurants in Diagon Alley, and bought him some neat gadgets that were especially popular with little wizards recently, and finally Send him back to Privet Drive.

When he went back, Harry's face was ashen, showing resistance at every step.

When they opened the door, the Dursleys saw Aurora as their enemy, as if entering was not a beautiful young blonde woman but a deadly pathogen.Aunt Petunia looked around to grab something to defend herself, Uncle Vernon glared at the two men, and Dudley huddled behind them, peeking out.

"We don't welcome freaks and psychopaths playing tricks here, get me out immediately! The air here is polluted by you!" Fernon said through gritted teeth, his bloated body trembling uncontrollably.

"That's great. After all, I don't need your welcome. I came to tell you that I have to trouble you to take care of Harry for the last month. After September [-], I think everyone will be very happy." Aurora The smile on his face was faint, polite and distant.

She stood at the door, like a slim freesia: "I don't expect him to be very happy here, but at least he won't be bullied like before, so please let him move from the attic under the stairs immediately." Go to the appropriate room. Of course, you can pretend that you didn't hear me, but I advise you not to do so."

"After all." She shrugged her shoulders with an innocent expression, "I am a freak who is good at tricks, and I am also mentally ill. I remember that according to your law, if a mentally ill commits a felony, you do not have to bear criminal responsibility, right? Then you can Be careful."

Chajuan stood on Aurora's shoulder, frantically flicking his tongue and spitting at the Dursleys opposite.

After finishing speaking, she turned around and hugged Harry again: "I'll be waiting for you at Hogwarts."

"it is good!"

……

When we came to Spider's End Alley, it was completely dark.Aurora had Apparated directly outside Snape's house, and then she raised her hand and knocked on the door.

Soon, the door opened a crack, and Aurora saw those dark black eyes appear behind the door.Before she could say anything, Snape reached out and dragged her through the door.

The inside was as dark and old as ever, with no simple decorations that should be there, and it was so lifeless that it didn't look like a real person lived there.When standing in the foyer and looking in, the whole room is wrapped in an extremely depressing environment, just looking at it makes people breathless.

There are potted flowers on the window sill, which are blooming cornflowers. It was given to him by Aurora two days ago, and it is the only living thing here.

Finding that the other party was looking at the potted flower, Snape turned on the lights in the room casually, and suddenly everything felt stale: "Have you finished seeing that golden boy?"

"Yeah." Aurora said after blinking hard twice after his eyes were stung by the sudden increase in light source, "the Dursleys obviously treated him very badly. But fortunately, Harry didn't suffer any character damage because of this." So much influence, he's a lovely kid."

"Cute?" Snape frowned, and it always felt a little eerie to say such a soft word from his mouth.He walked into the living room, let the teapot pour out a cup of tea, and the cup full of black tea floated into Aurora's hand.

"Cynthia and the others said that he looks exactly like his father. I've seen the photos, and they are indeed very similar." Aurora bowed her head and took a sip of the tea in her hand.Sure enough, as soon as James Potter was mentioned, Snape's face turned cold and disgusted: "If that's what you mean by cute, then I think we may have completely opposite definitions of this word."

Aurora was silent for a while, and added flatly: "His eyes are Lily Potter's, exactly the same, very beautiful green."

Hearing what she said, Snape sat down, continued to write the rigorous and beautiful words on the parchment without shaking the quill in his hand, very fluently: "I can't see, his poor eyesight is obviously from It's all the way down from his father."

It seemed that poor Harry had been put into the same camp as his father by Snape without his knowing, and Lily couldn't catch him.

To be honest, Snape's reaction was a bit beyond Aurora's expectation.she thought...

"What's the matter?" Snape asked seeing that the other party was just looking at him with a teacup in his hand.

"Ah, speaking of this." Aurora sat across from him.The chair was new, and Snape used to have only enough for himself in the house.

"Does the Potter family have anything to do with Slytherins? I mean, do some of their family have Parseltongues?"

Now it was Snape's turn to be stunned: "What are you talking about?"

"Because Harry told me today that he can talk to snakes. He always thought that all wizards could." Aurora replied, "Since Mrs. Potter was born in a Muggle family, the only source of this ability is Po Bloodlines of the Te family."

"Impossible." Snape denied it without thinking, frowning tightly, "The only descendant of Slytherin is the Gaunt family, and they have always been intermarried, so it is impossible for there to be a Slytherin." The blood mixes to the Potters."

"Then why does Harry have this ability?"

"Are you sure what he said is true?"

"Harry wouldn't lie to me like that, Severus, I know. So, what the hell is wrong?"

Snape stared at the distorted shadow in the corner with a sullen expression, then put the quill back into the ink bottle and stood up: "Go and find Dumbledore."

"it is good."

They soon arrived at Hogwarts, but the headmaster's office was empty, and Dumbledore was not here.

"Strange, where will Professor Dumbledore go?" Aurora looked out of the window, and a stream of cold light flashed across the painted glass window.

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a rush of hurried and messy footsteps in the corridor behind her.

Aurora and Snape looked back at the same time, and saw Regulus stumbling towards the shaky Dumbledore.The four of them were taken aback when they saw each other.

"What happened?" Aurora hurried over to support Dumbledore, and was horrified to see that one of his hands had completely turned black, and he was wearing a black gemstone that looked completely unfamiliar but was inexplicably familiar ring.

"This is not..." She suddenly realized.

"Go ahead." Dumbledore said in a weak and tired voice.

They helped Dumbledore into the headmaster's room, and Snape checked Dumbledore's blackened right hand with a spell, then he raised his head sharply, staring sharply at Dumbledore, as if to see through him Same: "You should know that this thing is not to be touched."

this thing?Aurora glanced at the ring, the luster of the gemstone was so dark that it was eerie.

"When people get old, their willpower is not so firm." Dumbledore moved the corner of his mouth, as if trying to pull out a forced smile, but unfortunately he failed.

"What's wrong?" Aurora asked.

"We found this Horcrux of the Dark Lord, but Dumbledore..." Regulus lowered his eyelids halfway through speaking, his eyes wandered behind his slender eyelashes, unable to see his emotions clearly.

"I'll deliver the potion early the next morning, but all I can say is, I'll try my best." Snape withdrew the detection spell, with a gloomy expression on his face.As if Dumbledore didn't understand what he meant, he just nodded with a smile: "I'm sorry to trouble you. What are you doing here at this time?"

Aurora glanced at Snape, wondering if she should speak at this moment.The other party said it without hesitation: "Potter seems to have the ability of Parseltongue, which is not normal."

Dumbledore was startled, then looked at Aurora, his tired and gray eyes suddenly became sober: "The child told you?"

"Yes." Aurora nodded.

He was silent for a while: "I see."

"Then let's go first, you take a rest." Aurora said.

After walking out of the office, Aurora asked, "How is the principal's injury?"

"He touched something that absolutely shouldn't be touched." Snape replied, "Even if I try my best, the most I can do is lock the damage caused by this Horcrux on his left hand for a year."

This sentence turned around in Aurora's mind, and she was stuck in the same place and couldn't accept it: "Then...that year...after that?"

Snape turned his head to look at her, but didn't answer.

The moon climbed up from the top of the mountain and shone coldly on them.

……

In September, Harry went to school with Ron, the Weasley.But Dumbledore's newly hired Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was beyond Aurora's expectations—it turned out to be Elias Gideon, and she only found out about it on the day of the opening banquet.

When that handsome and handsome black-haired young man walked in against the light from outside the door, smiled at her and greeted her in standard American English, she was a little dazed.

Today he was wearing a very formal retro navy blue suit that was in line with the mainstream taste of British wizards. He looked very charming and luxurious.

"It's you?!" Aurora looked at him in disbelief.Elias smiled with a happy face, and his blue eyes were bright: "I said we will meet again, have you forgotten?"

"Uh, of course I haven't forgotten." Aurora recovered and replied with a smile, "It's just that I didn't expect you to come here as a teacher."

"Do you know each other?" Professor Sprout looked at them curiously and asked.Elias admitted generously: "Aurora and I met in Ilvermorny, when she went to the United States as an exchange student."

"That's right." Aurora nodded, while silently praying to the other professors not to ask any more questions.

Because with curious questions one after another, Elias asked some of the things they had in school, such as being an exclusive guide for a whole year and being in the same academy. Speaking of the experience of walking her slowly from the forest back to school while holding her hand, Aurora could obviously feel the sudden change in Snape's eyes.

Although he was just standing there in the corner, looking like he had no intention of getting involved in the conversation or giving a polite welcome to his new colleagues, his head-to-toe black almost blended with the shadows.But that look was so sharp that it seemed that Aurora was going to be nailed to the gallows to be executed on the spot, and it was so cold that she couldn't even relax her body and breathe normally.

She prayed that her expression was not too ugly now, because it was already difficult for her to control her facial muscles.

"Really?" Cynthia looked at Aurora with an ambiguous face, "It happens to be the Quidditch final on your birthday, and I'll give you the golden snitch you won as a gift. Oh my god, this is too romantic, it's just like Those scripts have the same plot!"

"Hehehehehe..." Aurora laughed dryly, feeling her back getting colder.

Maybe.

God knows that Ilvermorny was still under Bai Xue's brutal rule at that time, and she went to watch the game wearing a veil.In addition, there was no difference in the color of uniforms between the colleges of Ilvermorny. At that time, she