[HP] Butterfly Effect

Burning, stinging, like a poisonous snake lurking under the skin and slowly burrowing, the poisonous mucus corrodes the muscles and blood from the inside.

Snape was woken up in the middle of the night by this torture from his arm, and when he sat up, his head was covered in cold sweat and his heart palpitations were severe.He rolled up the sleeves of his pajamas and used a fluorescent flash, and under the pale light, he could clearly see that the Dark Mark on his arm had become very clear, as if the Dark Lord had really returned.

However, there is still a gap with the real return, it is fresh and empty, like a tattoo that has just been stabbed, there is not much fluctuation of magic power, even if there is occasionally, it is only intermittent without any substantial response.

He stared at the mark formed by the pitch-black skull and poisonous snake, his eyes were as cold as the valley floor.

……

I don't know when it started, but the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts always changes every year.After decades, everyone has already gotten used to this phenomenon, so every year at the school opening banquet, just look up, who is the only new face in the teacher's seat, and who is this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

This year, the new professor Gideon from the United States has obviously become the most popular teacher after the two brothers of the Black family.Elias, who grew up immersed in American liberalism, created a very relaxed classroom atmosphere, and because he was so young, even if the senior students had the guts to call him by his given name, Elias, he would not Will get angry, but can clearly and accurately call out the other person's name in response.

He hardly used the podium in class, and sat directly on the empty table in the first row, giving lectures with a leisurely posture as if he was discussing issues with his friends, and his language style was also humorous.If a student forgot to eat because he was rushing to class, he would even give him the snacks in his office, allowing the students to eat and listen in the back row, and then sit in the front row.

When he first arrived at Hogwarts, Elias was completely incomprehensible to the relationship between the houses here. What shocked him the most was that the students of the four houses were actually separated from each other by a dividing line when eating, but he Also respect this tradition.The students gradually discovered that this young professor never deducted points in terms of study and rules and regulations. Occasionally, when some students did not score in class, Elias would just calm down his voice and expression to warn the other party. It is rare to use the power of the professor for this kind of thing.

But if he is allowed to encounter particularly excessive college disputes, he will definitely make both sides unhappy.

Harry liked this professor very much, because he always treated the students as friends, and he didn't put on airs like a professor. As long as he was outside the classroom, even if he occasionally joked with him, the other party would always reply with a smile.

The most important thing is that he was the first professor who gave Harry extra points after he enrolled, making up for Harry's shivering heart that was tortured by Snape's bewildered expression.

It was clear that Snape had a hard time with all students, and that was true.But he was more indifferent and harsh to Harry, which was also true.

Had it not been for Harry's conviction that he had never met the Potions Master, he would have wondered if he had snatched Snape's money somewhere, stolen his owl, smashed his cauldron or hooded his head Beat him up.

Forget about the last one, Harry couldn't have dreamed of it.

"Don't worry, Harry." Ron comforted him while staring at the chessboard in front of him, thinking about the next step, "It's not that Professor Snape doesn't like you, it's that he doesn't like anyone at all. All my brothers said so, even Percy said that this professor is very hard to please."

"But I think it's not just that he doesn't like me." Harry replied in a low voice, pushing the pawn in front of him one step further. "He just hates me."

"Why does he hate you?" Hermione raised her head from the sea of ​​books in front of her to give him a surprised look, and then continued to study hard.Harry twitched the corner of his mouth. Hermione asked exactly the question he wanted to ask, if only he knew.

At this time, Ron looked back at her with a distorted face: "Please Granger, can you stop repeating those things over and over again?"

Hermione gave him an angry look.

At this time, there was a knock on the door of the classroom. Harry looked up and saw Aurora standing at the door, smiling and waving at him: "Could you come out, Harry?"

Ron waved happily at Aurora, and exchanged glances with Harry, who immediately put down the wizard chess and ran towards the door.

"What's the matter, Oro...Professor Field." Harry scratched his head.Aurora smiled: "It's okay, you can call me whatever you want. This time, Professor Dumbledore asked me to come to you, and we want to talk to you about some issues about you."

As she spoke, she led Harry towards the principal's office on the eighth floor.Harry followed her, and asked a little uneasy: "Because of what?" "Do you remember you said that you can communicate with snakes?" Aurora answered briskly, but Harry felt sensitively. It was a deliberately pretended tone, and her real mood was much heavier and nervous than she showed, "That's why. Professor Dumbledore wants to talk to you, don't worry, it's just a chat, I There was a time like this in the beginning.”

"And the result?" Harry asked quickly.He still remembered that Aurora said that Parseltongue was basically a sign of the descendants of Slytherin, and this incident made him feel very cold since he put on the Sorting Hat.Because the Sorting Hat tried to put him in Slytherin, and he refused.

"The result is that I discovered something in my life, which is incredible." Aurora replied.As soon as Harry heard this, he suddenly felt as if there was a heavy stone in his stomach, and it became much more difficult to even walk forward.

Sensing his change, Aurora stopped on her own initiative and looked at him slightly, her long light blond hair hanging down Harry's shoulders: "But Sirius and the others have already checked, you are not a descendant of Slytherin, Shouldn't have that ability either. So, something must have happened to make it happen, and we need to figure that out."

The news made Harry breathe a sigh of relief, he raised his head again, his eyes brightened again: "Then let's go."

"it is good."

As soon as he reached the third floor, Harry's footsteps suddenly stopped, and when he looked at a certain place, his face turned cold.Aurora followed his gaze and saw Draco, the young master of the Malfoy family, standing by the window with two other tall and strong Slytherin boys.

Obviously, the young master of the Malfoy family was very good-looking, not because the two boys around him made him stand out, but because his appearance was enough to stand out.His complexion was somewhat pale, and his eyes were an uncommon gray-blue, which was sharp and domineering whenever he showed a haughty and indifferent expression.He also had Malfoy's trademark pale blond hair, which was very close to Aurora's hair color, but cooler in tone.

Like Harry, Draco also spotted Harry the moment he appeared, and the expression on his face immediately changed from a careless and lazy one to a haughty and provocative one.Perhaps it was a common skill shared by most of the Slytherins. Aurora found that this young master also liked to stab the roof of Hogwarts with his chin.

She looked at Harry, then at Draco, and it didn't take a second to think how bad these two were.But this discovery still surprised her a little, after all, the two of them had only been in Hogwarts not long ago, yet they looked like enemies for decades.

"Let's go, Harry." Aurora touched Harry's back lightly, and turned up the stairs beside her.

When they were about to reach the principal's office, Aurora said thoughtfully: "You seem to hate Malfoy?" Harry replied coldly: "I think he hates me almost as much. But there is one thing I have to say Thank him, because if I hadn't met him, I wouldn't have known that there was someone more detestable than Dudley Dursley in this world."

Aurora,...

It seems that what Cynthia said is right, the prehistoric icebreaker combination of Vaux and Beverly has probably exhausted all the friendship points accumulated by the Lion Snake Academy in the past 1000 years.The remaining little lions and little snakes are all responsible for hurting each other and leaving childhood shadows on each other.

After arriving at the principal's office, the first person Harry saw was Dumbledore: "Hi, professor."

"Sit down, Harry." Dumbledore raised his good hand slightly, and pointed towards the stool next to Harry.Harry sat down obediently, and suddenly found a person standing behind him.He was very young, and Harry didn't notice him at first, perhaps because his body color matched the shadows around him.

But when he saw it suddenly, Harry was still taken aback by the pair of emerald green vertical pupils with cold and sharp streamers, relying on his instinct to just grab the edge of the chair so that he didn't feel ashamed to sit on the ground.Harry had never thought green eyes so scary before.

This person looked very young, probably about the same age as the students in the graduating class. He was wearing a dark green double-breasted silver-buttoned robe that dragged the floor, so thick that it was almost black.Except for those overly weird eyes, his appearance actually looks very attractive, the kind of excellence that you can notice at a glance no matter how many people there are.

It's a pity that the eyes of people are too oppressive and gloomy. If I look at him for a while, I feel my scalp numb, and my bones are full of cold.

"Professor McGonagall came to tell me about making you an exception to join the Quidditch team." Dumbledore looked at Harry kindly, trying to make him relax, "You will be the youngest seeker in this century." Golfer's, Harry, you have inherited your father's talent."

"Uh, yes. I mean, thank you, so I can... join Quidditch?" Harry answered bravely, he didn't like the guy standing next to him, making him feel all uneasy.It was like a kind of repression and vigilance from biological nature, which made him stiff.

"Yes." Dumbledore nodded, "Congratulations."

"It seems that there is new hope for Gryffindor." Aurora walked over naturally, stood beside Harry, put her hand on his shoulder, and patted him comfortingly, "Since Charlie Weasley left From now on, Professor McGonagall has been waiting for a Seeker like you for a long time."

Harry smiled very hard.

"Then, sir. Sorry to trouble you," Dumbledore said politely to Salazar who was on the side.His words blanked Harry's mind for a moment.

gentlemen? ? ?Dumbledore called him sir? ?Forgive his offense, Harry feels that this person's age doesn't matter whether he graduated from Hogwarts or not. Why did Dumbledore call him Mister?

He looked at Salazar who was walking towards him at a loss, and subconsciously looked at Aurora: "He...he is..."

"You don't need to know who I am." Salazar said, reaching out to clasp Harry's chin, and turning his face to face himself, the green eyes without light were as gloomy as a black lake under dark clouds, You can't see the end at a glance.

Almost the moment he touched him, Harry shuddered firmly. The boy in front of him seemed to have no body temperature that a living person should have. It was so cold that Harry felt the part of his chin touching him in a daze. The blood under the skin has been completely frozen.With just a little effort from him, he could crush Harry's bones.

"Has it ever hurt?" Salazar asked in a calm tone, carefully examining the lightning-shaped scar on Harry's forehead.Harry was horrified to find that the man wasn't even breathing when he was talking.

Shouldn't he be dead?Under the high tension, Harry's brain began to think uncontrollably, just like those zombies resurrected on Halloween in those horror movies.

But he died so lifelike... Could it be a vampire? !

Are there any recent Defense Against the Dark Arts books about vampires?The thesis assigned by Professor Gideon has not had time to write an outline...

As Harry thought this way, his mind drifted further and further.

"Yes... maybe there was..."

"Yes, there is, and if there is no, there is no." Salazar rolled his eyes and stared down at him with a cold expression.Aurora looked at him, and suddenly felt that he had changed a lot since the other party saw Helga's portrait in the secret room.Can't really tell where, but it always feels like he's more unreal than ever.Obviously what the Horcrux preserved was his soul, but Aurora always felt that his soul was dead, and what was left was just an image.

Harry's pale lips twitched a few times, and then forced himself to look bravely into the other's eyes, and replied, "Recently, a few times recently. Probably... in the middle of the night, I occasionally wake up from nightmares .”

"Any other feelings?"

"what?"

"Emotional." Salazar remained expressionless, "uncontrollable rage or some uncontrollable killing urge."

His tone was light as if he was discussing how to cut a cake.

"In the dream, it must have been." Harry said, recalling it as carefully as he could.Aurora frowned and looked at him worriedly.

Salazar released his jaw, turned and stood aside: "That's it for today."

Harry couldn't catch his breath and almost choked again: "Today?" Does that mean there is tomorrow and the day after tomorrow?

God, he had only been at Hogwarts for less than three months, yet he had already found a Malfoy he hated even more than Dudley, and a devilish Snape.He thought that this was the limit he could bear in his life, but now there was a big devil who was even weirder and more terrifying than Snape.

If his life is a card game, then he must be the one who is best at drawing bosses.

Dumbledore stuffed Harry with a box of sour popping candies, and patted him on the shoulder comfortingly: "It's okay, Harry, you go back first, don't worry too much." He asked Aurora to put Harry on the ground first. send out.

After the door of the principal's room was closed again, Dumbledore looked towards Sarah: "It seems that you already know something?"

"You too," Salazar said. "He does have a soul fragment in his scar. In other words, he's a living Horcrux."

Dumbledore's expression sank, and his tone suddenly aged a lot: "That's what I'm afraid of. Is there a way to separate that piece?"

"Not yet." Salazar replied bluntly, frowning slightly, his eyes still blank, as if he didn't see anything in his eyes, "I haven't tried storing soul fragments on living creatures, because this kind of behavior not only Dangerous and stupid."

Dumbledore smiled. "But there are traces, aren't there, Mr. Slytherin?"

Salazar didn't answer, and seemed to be thinking about something.

"I beg you." Dumbledore stood up and looked at the other party respectfully, "I ask you to do your best to help me separate that piece of soul from Harry."

Salazar looked at the old man beside him from the end of his eyes, the green iris of his eyes was condensed to a sharp point.

"I think the soul fragment on Harry was unexpected by Tom, and was destroyed the night he wanted to kill the child. He can be saved, as long as he has your help." Dumbledore said with a raised face Lifting the scorched black hand, "So even if you have to sacrifice for Hogwarts, if you have a choice, it shouldn't be him."

After speaking, both of them were silent for a while.

Finally, Salazar gave the answer: "I will experiment." After speaking, he disappeared in place, and the open diary on the table was closed again.

……

After dropping off Harry, Aurora ran into Elias on the way to the cellar office.The other party obviously just came out of teaching the students, and waved to her through the long corridor and the ground full of light and fallen leaves: "You just finished class too?"

"Actually, I just sent a student out of Professor Dumbledore's office." Aurora replied with a smile, "My class is in the afternoon."

The two of them stood without talking, when Aurora's eyes suddenly brushed against Elias' shoulder, and saw a familiar figure not far behind him.

It was Snape.

Standing on the dividing line between light and shadow, he looked at this side without any emotion or anger at all, just extremely depressive and cold, like a barren ice field shrouded in polar night, revealing a kind of gloomy and straightforward coldness.Then soon, he looked away again, as if he hadn't seen anything, he turned and walked towards the basement.

"So what do you think?" After Snape left, Elias' voice returned to Aurora's hearing.She looked at him blankly: "sorry, what did you say?"

"So you were distracted." Elias smiled helplessly, interrupted the other party's apology, and repeated, "I mean, are you free on the weekend? There is a concert by the Weird Sisters in Diagon Alley , I was told by Miss Vicky Clinton from the school hospital, that they are said to be very popular in England. I thought maybe we could go together if you wanted."

Vicky Clinton, an intern at the school hospital, a shy but careful and lovely girl, one of the women who has a crush on Elias.The reason everyone knows it is because she blushes and stammers when she sees Elias, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Aurora blinked, and looked at the other party in a daze: "Oh, that. Thank you, but this time is not so coincidental. I made an appointment with Mr. Scamander to go to a forest in Scotland on the weekend. I think Miss Clinton should be looking forward to going with you, why didn't you invite her?"

"That's it." His eyes dimmed for a moment, and then brightened again, "Then let's make an appointment another day."

"Okay. I still have something to do. Let's go first."

"See you later."

"See you later."

After saying goodbye to Elias, Aurora came to Snape's office soon.Knowing that she had come in, the other party said without looking up: "I thought you and that Professor Gideon would spend more time reminiscing about your beautiful past."

"Compared to this, I think I should spend that time on meaningful things. For example, sitting here with you." Aurora sat opposite him, with her hands crossed under her white and small chin, smiling Yingying watched the other party process various complex potions in front of him with a very skilled and fast movement.

"Forgive me for not understanding what you mean by meaning." Snape raised his eyebrows expressionlessly, as if mocking something, but still didn't respond.

Aurora sighed, reached out to hold the other's hand, and noticed his stiffness as expected: "You know what I think, Severus." She rarely called Snape by his Christian name, Most of the time, he is called Mr. or Professor.So when she occasionally called out the name to him in that soft tone, Snape's heart would always be unbalanced.

It seems that as long as it is said through her mouth, no matter how bad the name is, it will be beautiful.

What a stupid and uncontrollable behavior.

He despised himself, but took Aurora's hand back.

The young girl in front of her smiled, with the bright sunshine of the whole world in her eyes.During lunch, neither of them went to the restaurant, but asked Aidara to deliver the lunch to the office.

Snape was preparing potions for Dumbledore to control his injuries. He almost ate directly in the office these days, and Aurora occasionally came to accompany him.After all, it would be too conspicuous if he was absent every time.

"How's Professor Dumbledore's injury?" she asked as she sipped her soup.

"Not too good. Although with the help of Mr. Slytherin, the damage caused by Horcruxes is always irreversible. Now I can only try my best, as long as I can delay it." Snape replied.

"Then you should also pay attention to it yourself, regular work and rest is very important. I will go to the Forbidden Forest to find any potion ingredients you need."

Snape raised his eyelashes and squinted at her: "Should I thank you for your advice and help?"

"As a reward, Mr. Dean must do it." Aurora smiled and forked a piece of fish and handed it to him.

Snape stared at her stiffly for a while, then finally lowered his head and ate the piece of fish.

After a while,

Aurora, are you blushing?

Snape,... shut up, Field.

……

In early November, Hogwarts had its first snow of the year.For this reason, Aurora changed the place of class to her satchel. After all, compared with the bleak winter snow outside, the inside is as warm and beautiful as heaven.It was also for this reason that her class suddenly became a popular course in the school, and those magnificent and mysterious magical creatures caught the attention of little wizards almost instantly.

This is a good thing in terms of the active participation of the students, but it is a bit troublesome to manage.Some students will always involuntarily chase some novel magical creatures into the dense forest, and then easily lose their way, and occasionally have unexpected encounters with some rather scary creatures.

Fortunately, the course is conducted in a separate and isolated magic space. Other creatures that do not belong to the scope of teaching, such as phoenixes, fire dragons, and birds and snakes, etc., students only have the opportunity to Glance.

There is no doubt that of all the students, George and Fred are the most difficult to discipline, because they have been in this satchel so many times, and they always have endless ideas. , Aurora always had to spend extra time looking for them.

And recently, the twins seem to be obsessed with Aurora's phoenix. After class, they chased it and ran around in the wilderness, trying their best to touch its fur.It's a pity that no matter how much humans chase after them, they can't catch up with the elegance and flexibility of the phoenix. In the end, they always end up lying on the ground panting and unable to move because of the strawberries.However, in the next class, they will still persevere in chasing the phoenix.

After class that day, Aurora went to find the pair of Weasley brothers who had disappeared as usual.She had thought that the two of them would be the same as before, stopping somewhere in a grassland, too tired to speak.But what she didn't expect was that this time the two of them were actually hung on a tree with a crooked neck, and their wands fell aside.

"Help me, professor." George looked at the astonished Aurora pitifully, with a pure and innocent expression, her body was twisted into twists and turns stuck in the middle of the branches, "We are stuck on this by strawberries. But at the same time, I also believe that Now, the phoenix can really carry things much heavier than itself."

Aurora was dumbfounded by them.After saving the two of them from the tree, she found two bright red phoenix feathers from the cabinet in the wooden house: "Okay, one for each of them, and you are not allowed to catch strawberries anymore. If you don't get strawberries after a while, If you like them, sell them to Ollivander's for a good price."

"Thank you, Professor." I have to say, it's really irresistible for the twins to be cute.

"get out of class is over, let's go play."

After sending them away, Aurora turned around and began to clean up various messes.

As Easter approached the end of March, Dumbledore and Salazar had made great progress in the experiment of separating soul fragments from living creatures, but poor Harry had to go to the headmaster's office several times a week.It has to be said that the endurance and courage of the Gryffindors are obvious to all. After going through the back and forth training for the previous month, although Harry still doesn't know the identity of the other party, at least he can manage to take this matter as if nothing happened. A young snake ancestor treats him like a normal person.

Of course, the premise is that the other party does not look at him.

When it came to the official Easter holiday, Hogwarts suddenly became much empty. Most of the children in the lower grades left school and went home, while those in the upper grades stayed because they had to deal with the various exams that followed. .Elias, who was new to the European continent, chose this holiday to visit other places in the European continent. He had been planning this since the first day he came to Hogwarts. It was originally scheduled for Christmas.However, he went back to the United States to reunite with his family at Christmas, so it was postponed until today.

Before leaving, Aurora sent him to the international teleportation station, brought an Easter gift, and wished him a good time.

For some reason, as the Easter holiday drew closer, Aurora began to be overwhelmed by vivid and repetitive dreams again.Even sometimes she just took a nap in the office and could dream of those scenes, she was running away, she was fighting to the death with a person who couldn't see clearly, and when she woke up, she was overwhelmingly tired.

But this time, something new appeared.

It was a drop of rainwater with an obvious gray color, which fell into Aurora's eyes, and it didn't bring any discomfort. Instead, it melted all kinds of chaos in her vision, allowing her to see the surrounding environment clearly.

The sky is an extremely ominous dark gray-red, tumbling like magma and black air in hell, and a catastrophic rain of scalding fire will fall at any time.The cloud, cloudy and dark, was so low that it could almost roll over the spire of St. Mungo's Hospital.The dense black cloud shrunk and swirled continuously, revealing a piece of bloody red in the center, like a prehistoric monster crawling on the sky opened its eyes, with blood flowing in its huge pupils.

Aurora lowered her head to look around, and found that the scene here was surprisingly familiar to her.

It's St. Mungo's Hospital.

St. Mungo's Hospital has no walls. It hides in the blind spots of many protective spells and Muggles. It is dead silent in the ubiquitous shadows, and the mottled white stone walls seem to glow.

Aurora didn't know why she came here. She seemed to be squatting at the back door of St. Mungo's, on the steps covered with deep and shallow moss, surrounded by ghostly figures.Overly dense and indecipherable human voices came and went, and the noise tortured her hearing.

Behind the layers of thin figures, she saw the strange figure standing in the shadow of the whirling tree.He was wearing a pitch-black robe, covering him from head to toe, with only a pair of bone hands exposed, shaking towards Aurora, as if he was teasing some interesting little animal.

"It's you again." Aurora walked over and looked up at him.The shadow froze under his wide hood, blocking out all light and prying eyes, and Aurora couldn't see his face at all.

"This sentence should be said by me." He replied contemptuously, his voice was hoarse and cold as always, just listening to it made his nerves tense, as if a sharp piece of ice was rolling along his spine, and he would be crushed at any time. Stabbing fear in the back.Then, he put his arm around Aurora's shoulder again, "Come on, let's see how far you can go this time."

As he said that, he disappeared, and so did the people around him.Seeing the only way out ahead, Aurora hesitated and started to run forward.Every step she takes is in the unknown and void, and every step forward is surrounded by deeper confusion.

There was a green magic light piercing the sky, Aurora raised her head, and heard a cruel voice shouting at her:

"Avada Kedavra--!"

"Miss Aurora——!!!"

Aurora twitched violently, almost rolling off the bed, and two small and thin figures that looked somewhat similar appeared in the blurred vision.

"Aidara?" Aurora brushed back the strands of hair hanging in front of her in a daze, "Why did you become two?"

"It's not two, Miss, it's Coco, it's Coco." The other elf turned around anxiously, desperately grabbing his big ears, with tears in his eyes, "Miss, something happened, something happened! The Hufflepuff family problem occurs!"

When Aurora heard this, she instantly woke up.She took a closer look, and it turned out to be Coco, the elf of the Hufflepuff family.She actually came to Hogwarts from the Hebrides.

"What happened?" Aurora asked quickly.

"It's dead, that tree, suddenly died." Coco shouted incoherently, her big light brown eyes were bloodshot, and she looked very tired and excited, "Old Grandfather asked Coco to find you, the wand has awakened , This is too bad. You and Ke Ke go home and have a look, Miss, please go home and have a look."

That tree... died? !

Aurora's brain froze for a moment, she jumped up immediately, got dressed as fast as she could, grabbed her wand and satchel and ran outside before she had time to take care of her messy hair: "Adala, go get Severus and the headmaster Wake up sir. Tell them I'm going to the Hebrides first."

Aidara simply snapped his fingers and disappeared into the air.Aurora was taken by Coco and directly apparated to the old house of the Hufflepuff family.All the ghosts stood in the living room with sad faces, making the temperature here as cold as an ice cave. The moment Aurora just stood still, there was even an illusion that even the air had frozen.The dim yellow light was on, the wind and rain hit the windows heavily, and the wooden window frames and glass sizzled, as fragile as if they were about to shatter.

Melanie and Josephine didn't have any more time to explain to her. They walked directly through the forest full of damp and muddy smell, and Aurora quickly apparated to the place where the ancient tree was.

She looked at everything in front of her in disbelief, and slowly stretched out her hand to use a fluorescent flash, trying to see if all this was her hallucination:

The towering giant tree that has been supported by Helga's magic wand for 1000 years has fallen to the ground bare. Littered leaves are scattered all over the ground.

Under the roots of the tree, a deep black hole was revealed, which could not be seen at a glance.Aurora moved the wand close to the edge of the hole, maximizing the fluorescent effect, and the pale light continuously shone in.She saw a reddish-brown wooden box covered with dirt and scattered dead leaves underneath, and it was locked.

She skillfully used a floating spell to pull the wooden box up and put it in the palm of her hand.The wooden box was hard, heavy and heavy, with the pattern of four-winged evening primrose painted and engraved on it, and the lock was in the shape of a badger.

"This is Hale's wand." Melanie's voice floated from the side, so ethereal that it was unreal, "It's awake."

"That means..." Aurora turned her head, the rain on her glasses made her unable to see the other's expression clearly, "Slytherin's wand is also awake, right?"

Melanie nodded slightly and closed her eyes.The color of her spirit body is about to merge with the dense rainwater that shimmers silver under the fluorescent light, and it will disappear at any time.

"But where is it now?" Aurora looked at the box in her hand, and an uncontrollable panic surged in her heart for no reason.The rain was getting heavier and drenched Aurora's not-so-warm pajamas and thin coat. She felt the water wash over her body, taking almost all her heat away.The cold of the night and the weight of the rain combined into a pair of heavy shackles that bound her.

"Maybe something has happened or is happening, but we don't know it, but the evidence is clear enough." Melanie said.Josephina looked at Aurora very worriedly, that expression was so real and intense that it made people uneasy.

"Try to open it and inject your magic power into it," Melanie reminded.

Aurora stared at the wooden box for a while, and then did as Melanie said.Almost at the moment when the magic power was injected, the lock opened, revealing the true appearance of the wand inside.

It was a slender ocher-colored magic wand. The feather-like pattern was wrapped around the bottom of the wand to half the waist, and the lines became more and more concise from the complicated at the beginning.