[HP] Butterfly Effect

Dumbledore's letter came by owl on Monday morning.At that time, Snape had just finished grading the students' papers, and he hadn't had time to take a sip of the Earl Gray tea that had already gone cold.

He didn't comment on the old Headmaster's tastes, but if Snape remembered correctly, he hadn't seen Dumbledore write to him in the same color of ink so far.

From emerald green to lilac and finally sunset gradation, Snape guessed that perhaps Dumbledore's love of collecting different colored inks was second only to sugar.

The content of the letter is not long, and the font is the iconic type of the other party. It is more rounded than the general classic cursive font, and the corners of each letter are blunted. It looks like a row of round pearls pulling out delicate filaments, hook arcs Skimming is particularly exaggerated.

Honestly, very much in the style of Dumbledore himself.

As usual, the letter started with greetings about Snape's recent situation, and then he learned that he had no classes for the last two days, so he politely asked if the other party would like to go and see Regulus together.

Snape's reply was even shorter, a one-phrase honour.

Then, the two met at the door of the Great Hall of Hogwarts, and went to Beverly's residence together - a room on the outskirts of London, in the Muggle world.

This is a very old house in style and age, and the material is very common and cheap dark gray stones. The wooden fence on the edge of the lawn at the entrance seems to be made of local materials in the temperate forest behind.The only bright spot of the whole house is the floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor. Judging from the color of the curtains, it belongs to a young girl.

The lawn was overgrown with weeds, unaffected by the already bitter winter wind.A thick layer of leaf-rot humus is accumulated on the dark brown moist soil, with a strong smell of earth and actinomycetes.

Dumbledore stepped forward and knocked on the log-colored door in front of him.

Soon, the door opened a thin crack, revealing a pair of cautious dark gray eyes covered with bloodshot eyes.

Dumbledore took the initiative to step back and put some distance away, with a gentle and harmless smile, and a friendly tone like a loving elder: "Reculus, how are you doing recently?"

After seeing each other clearly, the person inside opened the door a little wider, exposing most of his body, then nodded with a hoarse voice: "Hello, Professor Dumbledore, it's the same as before. Where are you and Beverly? How have you been lately?"

Dumbledore turned sideways with a smile so that Regulus could see Snape not far behind, and replied: "I'm fine, Beverly, you have to ask her dean about this, let me introduce you, Snape Dean Lightling, Severus Snape."

Regulus and Snape's eyes met naturally, and the latter smirked perfunctorily.In all fairness, it's not kind at all, but it makes him look like a schemer with evil plans.

Regulus obviously realized this too, and quickly recognized the other person as someone he had met in Diagon Alley a few months ago.He seemed to know himself and spoke with an aggressive sharpness.At that time, Regulus felt that maybe he had a very bad relationship with him before.

His hand holding the door panel unconsciously turned into a grasp, and his brows were slightly frowned.

Snape didn't move, and continued to look at him like this.Although Regulus and Sirius only had a slight resemblance in appearance and a completely different temperament, the similarity alone was enough to make people disgusted.

"Can we go in?" Dumbledore's gaze circled between the two of them, and he continued to maintain his gentle attitude before, "We all think that Professor Snape may have a solution to your illness, His ability with potions is outstanding."

"You're overrated." Snape said modestly, but his face was tinged with complacency.This made Regulus feel that the other party had malicious intentions.

But after deliberating for a while, he opened the door completely: "Please come in."

There was very little furniture in the house, about the same as or even less than the model houses that were randomly built in Muggle furniture sales towns.If it wasn't for the fact that the water on the boiler wasn't still boiling, and there were two plates on the collapsible dining table that hadn't been cleaned after eating, it's hard to imagine that there would be people living here.

It seemed that Regulus' situation was as bad as he thought.Snape looked away and made a rough judgment.

The three of them sat down on the balcony of the living room, and Regulus found some teas that barely looked good from the cupboard as a treat.Snape didn't intend to touch these soft-looking biscuits filled with invisible microorganisms, but Dumbledore didn't seem to mind at all. After eating two pieces, he asked, "Listen to Beverly, what do you think?" Recently found a job with free time? How does it feel, can you keep up with energy?"

"It's okay." Regulus nodded, his face looked terribly haggard, his whole body was very thin, and his complexion was a kind of sick gray. "In a bookstore, I usually go to the night shift, and the boss pays me Same salary as me."

"That's good. How is Beverly at school, Severus?" Dumbledore turned to look at the man in black next to him, and the usual gentle smile on his face made Snape feel chills.

He adjusted his sitting posture, and then replied dryly: "She is the top student in my class, and she has been doing well."

"Thank you." Regulus looked at him briefly, then quickly moved away.

"Then I'll leave the rest of the inspection to you, Severus." Dumbledore picked up the third biscuit, and looked comfortingly at Regulus, who suddenly tensed up, with his shining blue eyes, "I hope you It can help him recover quickly."

"I will do my best." Snape's tone remained unchanged, and he pulled out the wand hidden in his sleeve, "I just need a little cooperation from Mr. Black."

Regulus felt that the person in front of him was the head of Slytherin. He looked at the other's dark and deep eyes without light, and felt as if he had met the cold vertical pupils of a black mamba snake. .

He confirmed once again that he had a very bad relationship with the dean before.

……

After dinner, the rain gradually stopped.

The strange and joyful atmosphere of Halloween spread suddenly in Hogwarts, and the white candles floating in mid-air in the dining room also turned into orange-yellow magic pumpkins, with sharp jagged eyes and grinning mouths, bright and warm light Hiding behind the pumpkin's smile, it seems to be burning brightly.

For a group of kids who are already wizards-to-be, playing wizards like Muggles is boring.Therefore, they are more willing to play other mysterious creatures, such as vampires, werewolves and sirens.

Hogsmeade Village's new flavor of Tricky Candy was sold out a week ago, and Hogwarts is destined to have a bloody storm of mutual harm tonight.

After dinner, Aurora went back to the dormitory and changed into Hufflepuff's uniform raincoat and rain boots. Although it was no longer raining, the Forbidden Forest after the rain was not a friendly place for clothes and shoes.Within 10 minutes, the original color was completely invisible when it came out again.

After thinking about it, she still brought a smaller folding umbrella as a spare, and then walked as close to the wall as possible to the school gate to wait for Snape.Although she had tried her best not to be hit by magic bubbles and some unknown bubbles from the overexcited little wizards, she was still dirty when she arrived.

After casting a cleansing spell on herself, Aurora came to the gate of the school.It was pitch black here, only the surface of the lake not far away shone with faint light like fish scales, undulating hazyly.

She only waited on the edge of the stage for a while, when the Potions Professor in black came, "Professor, good evening." Snape replied coldly and stiffly to the greeting, the tip of the wand in his hand was flashing fluorescent light, illuminating Brighten up a large area in front.Aurora followed at a distance, and they were so silent that only the sound of raindrops falling from the leaves to the low-lying shallow pits on the ground could be heard.

The dark green forest is humid and cold, and the fog is haloing and spreading.

Hagrid led Fang Fang out of the cabin quickly, and let him lie outside to get some air.There are still a few withered and yellow leaves on his shoulders, his thick black hair is still knotted together as before, and there are a few scorched holes in the thick black-gray felt wool coat on his body, which looks like it was ignited by some kind of flame Pass.

"Good evening, Professor Snape, Aurora." The half-blood giant patted the fallen leaves on his shoulders under the reminder of the girl's kind and silent gesture, "Professor Dumbledore asked me to go to Diagon Alley to buy some things, I have to go first gone."

"Goodbye." The girl waved to him, then ran a few steps to keep up with Snape.

After entering the Forbidden Forest, the temperature suddenly dropped along with the light. Aurora shrank her neck, thankful that she had the foresight to add a woolen sweater inside.The wand in Snape's hand illuminated the road ahead, and the lantern in her hand was responsible for illuminating the road under her feet so as not to step on anything.

Just when Aurora thought that they might have to pass in silence all the way, the tall man in black in front of him suddenly opened his mouth, and the gorgeous and cold tone without warmth swayed in the dark air of the Forbidden Forest, freezing the little girl. trembling.

He said, "Have you heard of Mimosa?"

Aurora blinked, "Are you looking for the bloodskin vine?"

She had seen it in Newt Scamander's "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them", this strange and beautiful but very dangerous creature, likes to live in groups on the bloodskin vine, and the bloodskin vine is an unusual Too common potion ingredients.

This word is very peculiar. It does not mean rare and precious, but not commonly used.As for why it is not commonly used, Newt did not say.Aurora went through some other books by herself, and the records of this plant were always vague, so she didn't know what this plant was used for. She only knew that the pink butterfly was indeed very deterrent.

Snape still kept his forward movement, but looked down at Aurora from the corner of his eyes: "It seems that you read more books than I thought."

"Thank you." But in all fairness, from Snape's tone, the irony of his words was definitely greater than the appreciation.Not to mention the disgusted arc of his mouth after hearing Aurora's thank you.

But Aurora didn't care about his attitude, she was thinking more about Newt's record of the fancier and her confinement that was about to end.

Therefore, she was not affected by the other party at all.After all, she knew early on that since the incident with Salazar, it was impossible for the overly strict potions master to have a good impression of her.

No professor would like a student who steps on the line every day and writes nonsense in class.

Aurora said, "Pipinis are very abundant, but they like things with a strong fragrance. Maybe we can find some magic rosemary first, they should be ripe by this time. Grind their fruit to attract them." Those pink butterflies."

"That's a good idea." Snape's cold praise flew out, "Then you must know how to deal with porpoises?"

"I've seen it." Aurora replied briefly.In fact, after she borrowed Newt's "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them", she read it several times, and from time to time, she also dreamed that she would travel all over the world to see and study more magical animals like him in the future.

After all, their talents are so similar.

The porpoise that Snape said is a magical creature that protects the magical rosemary. When someone tries to pick or hurt those plants, the thorns all over the body will be erected. They are sharp and hard, and the thorns have a small amount of nervousness. Toxin and strong hallucinogenic effect.

After passing through the layers of forest, a dark green river with pale water splashes appeared in front of it, rushing all the way to break through the lush and dense ancient forest.

Snape's movement of stepping on the exposed stones of the river bed was as light and fast as some kind of nocturnal black bird.Aurora was much more clumsy, and even because the lantern in her hand swayed with her, creating heavy shadows and slippery moss attached to the surface of the stone, she fell unluckily and crawled with the cold green wet river water. Full of her raincoat and hair ends.

Snape looked back at Jin Cancan who quickly got up from the water and frowned, as if hesitating whether to give her a hand.Aurora wiped the water off her face and patted her raincoat, "Fortunately, I was prepared."

"Are you planning to swim back from the water yet?" Snape finished speaking, pursing his bloodless lips and stretching his hand towards Aurora.The other party stepped on the river and looked at him, stunned for a moment, then quickly thanked him, subconsciously chose the wrist that the other party might not be so disgusted with as a point of leverage, and quickly went ashore.

Snape cast a Drying Charm on her.

"Thank you."

"I wish you could see the way."

"It's because the moss on the stone was too slippery just now."

"Then improve your fragile sense of balance?"

Aurora nodded, and followed the other party's words: "You are right, I will." This is the experience she summed up after getting along with Salazar for several months. The solution is to follow their word.

You say yes, anyway, if you agree with you, a piece of meat is indispensable, so respect the old and love the young.

Snape glanced at the little girl, he thought she would not answer.Then he suddenly realized that among the few students he had come into contact with more, the others all had their own unique personalities and styles of doing things.Only this Field did not.

The impression of her character is very vague, like a handful of water, she has no shape at all, I don't know what she is thinking, and she will hardly object to what others say.

Snape suddenly felt that this character was a bit like Dumbledore.This greatest white wizard has such a broad and deep mind that nothing seems to make him have strong emotional fluctuations, and his emotional color is also so vague and shapeless.

The difference is that Dumbledore's indifference is based on foresight and years of accumulated experience, with a thick dark gray color.Aurora is more like a natural characteristic and a simple indifference, a piece of whiteness without impurities.

What a typical Hufflepuff, who cared very little and wanted very little.Most people's lives are uneventful, and the wind passes without trace.

The exact opposite of Snape's life creed.If you spend your whole life doing nothing, it would be better to die in the first place.

Thinking of this, he twitched the corners of his mouth slightly.

Aurora reminded softly: "Professor, the front is here."

Not far away, the mature magic rosemary blooms and flourishes into a noble and deep dark purple, ostentatious and eye-catching in the forest.

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