[HP] Butterfly Effect

The water boiled, and Hagrid used it to make a pot full of black tea, and added some lemon slices.When the lid was lifted, the whole room was filled with warm tea fragrance, mellow and rich.

He poured a glass for Aurora who had just entered the room, then sat across from her, scratched his head and said, "Vox and the others just left, and you came at an unfortunate coincidence. But it's okay if you go to them later, I heard from Bill that it's just right Professor McGonagall also has something to look for them, and you probably won’t meet them when you go back now. But, seriously, Aurora, are you okay?”

Aurora held up the cup, and the boiling hot temperature of the tea had been weakened to an appropriate range after passing through the cup wall and gloves, warming her hands just right, "Yes, I'm fine." Regretted as a bystander, but physically overreacted.That inexplicable sense of heaviness weighed on her shoulders, making her unable to mobilize her former vitality and emotions.

She knew that maybe in the eyes of other people, she should be more distraught, but the fact is that what she felt was a kind of regret and sadness that was not too deep, as if she was a very emotional person. outsider.

However, strictly speaking, she is really an outsider.

Once again, Aurora realized very clearly that she was living in a completely strange world as another person, as dazed as a nameless individual exiled.Years later, she is still here, living in this dream that is too vivid to wake up from.

She seemed to be stepping on the grass covered with a layer of cotton and down, she felt so unreal but she still staggered on.

It wasn't the first time she had this feeling. When she first came here, Aurora was soaked in such emptiness almost all the time.But the feeling now is obviously different from before, but she can't tell what is different, but she just doesn't want to think about her blank past.

Hagrid looked at the delicate, expressionless little girl in front of him, with unfocused gray eyes in her light brown eyes, and sighed deeply.In his eyes, Aurora's blank silence was interpreted as depression under excessive sadness.

After being relatively silent for a while, Hagrid patted his leg, and asked Aurora in a rather funny tone: "Want to go for a stroll in the Forbidden Forest? Look at the coffee beans."

Aurora finally came back to her senses, blinked at her giant friend, put down the teacup in her hand: "Okay."

The Forbidden Forest is always damper and colder than the outside, and the dense canopy that blocks the sun blocks most of the snowfall, leaving only low bushes and some stones that occasionally survive the surviving white snow wreckage that will melt, showing a A semi-fluid, crystal-clear beauty.

Farther away, the smoky green condensed by the forest water vapor due to the low temperature is as misty as a misty sea of ​​fog, with no boundaries and shapes visible.

Aurora took the newspaper to the Forbidden Forest and flipped through the contents of other pages.Then she saw a person with a slight impression, that Mr. Lockhart, who published a new book, which was written by the Daily Prophet and reported widely.

Hagrid talked about his own past all the way, and Aurora sat on the back of the coffee beans and followed him slowly.He picked some fluffy green and green fruits called thornberries and handed them to Aurora. Following Hagrid's example, Aurora pinched both ends of the fruits and squeezed hard, her hands full of sweet and clear juice.

Sweet and fresh, with a bit of winter frost, like a snowball mixed with honey.

Cha Juan looked curiously at the fruits that kept bubbling water, stretched out his fingers to dip a little bit into his mouth, stuck out his tongue, it seemed that he thought it was unpalatable.

When talking and chatting all the way to a certain place, Aurora found that the coffee beans were kicking something on the ground a little irritably.She looked down and saw groups of little spiders flowing in a certain direction like a black river.

She froze for a moment, then suddenly remembered that weird dream full of rotten green.

She turned sideways and tugged at the giant's sleeve: "Hagrid? There are a lot of spiders here."

Hagrid looked down, and then looked towards the endless forest in the direction where the spiders were crawling, "Oh, it's the spiders. Maybe something happened, I have to go and have a look. Aurora, you have to stay Here, or with me?"

Aurora shook her head decisively, "I still won't go, I'm not very good at dealing with creatures like spiders, they..." After thinking for a while, Aurora touched the tip of her nose and added, "There are too many legs."

Hagrid smiled, and if the other party could make a joke, it meant that he was already in a much better mood.So he said to Aurora, "Then I'll go and have a look, you don't go too far alone, the coffee beans can protect you and bring you back to the hut, see you in the hut."

"Ok."

After Hagrid left, Aurora looked around, jumped off the back of the coffee bean, and stroked its head, "Come on, let's sit by the river for a while. Most of your family is there too, right? "

Coffee Bean was a little hesitant, as if he thought it was not a good idea for Aurora to go deeper into the woods as a child.Aurora patted it reassuringly, and pulled it forward.

She has been to this area so many times that even Lu Chi is already familiar with it.As long as the direction is correct, the river is about three hundred feet away, and the Thestral population lives nearby.And of course acupunctus and magic rosemary.

After the coffee beans returned to their home territory, they made a sharp and special cry, which attracted other members of the family.This is the only signal other than blood that can make them gather on a large scale.

The acupuncturists obviously couldn't stand the excessively high-pitched calls of thestrals, and they all came out from under the rosemary bush with their spikes erected, making menacing clucking noises.

When Aurora saw the stinging dolphins rushing out aggressively, she quickly reached out and waved her hands in front of the Thestrals, signaling them to stop barking.Then she knelt down, grabbed a handful on the soil full of humus and moisture, wiped it on her hands, and reached out to the porpoises: "Hey, you guys."

The leading little guy sniffed Aurora's hand, then slowly folded the spikes and lay down on the ground, exposing his belly.At this time, she saw a pile of fresh fruit shells next to the rosemary bushes, as if they had just been picked by someone.

"Anyone come over here?" she said to herself.

Immediately afterwards, a cracking sound came from not far away, startling the porpoise and thestrals.The porpoise quickly got back into the flowers, while Aurora hugged Coffee Bean's neck while trying her best to calm down the other Thestrals.Almost at the same time as the explosion sounded, a strange and strong fragrance permeated the forest, and the overly humid and gloomy ancient forest washed away like waves.

"Rosemary? Could it be..."

Behind the mist, shiny things are slowly flying over, which are swarms of white butterflies.

"Merlin." Aurora was stunned, and quickly pulled out her magic wand to stop or repel the approaching fan butterfly, but there were more and more bright lights.

The thestrals screamed and began to flap their huge and smooth wings, rolling up bursts of overwhelming strong air currents, forcing the butterflies to flee one after another in such chaotic wind directions.

Aurora washed her hands, pulled the scarf over her mouth and nose, rolled up the newspaper and put it in the pocket of her coat, patted the coffee bean on the head, and began to carefully lean towards the direction of the butterfly.Therefore, the difference in body size is really insurmountable. Although there are a large number of pink butterflies, thestrals can blow them away as long as they gather together and flap their wings a few times.

Soon, she saw a familiar black figure standing at the end of the direction where the butterflies fled back, being slowly surrounded by the butterflies blowing directionlessly.

"Professor Snape." Aurora was not too surprised, after all, she almost guessed who the other party was when the explosion sounded.

"Let's go over quickly." Aurora pointed to the direction where Fan Fandie was getting more and more, climbed on the back of the coffee bean, and gestured to it.Chajuan stood on Aurora's shoulders, imitating the little girl's way and stretching out her arms, whining and screaming.

When Snape collected enough bloodskin vines and turned his head, it happened to be the moment when the pink butterflies rushed towards him like a tornado.The magic wand turned to point at the group of luminous butterflies that were blown out of normality by the inexplicable gust of wind. A batch of them were petrified, but more butterflies rushed upwards, and those shiny silver-blue dust began to accumulate more and more, sending out An unreal sweetness.

Sensing that Pinkie's hallucinogenic powers were at work, Snape subconsciously used Occlumency to erase the memory that had begun to fluctuate.In the next second, a strong gust of wind blows from the side, sweeping away all the dust and butterflies.

A Thestral the size of an almost adult jumped out of the woods flapping its wings, and sitting on its back was a man Snape knew very well.Not because of the color of the scarf or her figure, but because of the color of her hair.

The light blonde long hair fluttering and scattered, so eye-catching in the gloomy ancient forest, like the magnificent sunshine piercing through the haze.

Thestrals screamed and fanned the butterflies with their wings in a strong wind, and the two of them and the beast were almost surrounded by dense butterflies in the wind circle.

Sure enough, coffee beans alone are not enough, there are too many fans.

"Professor, come up quickly!" Aurora turned her head, almost all her hair flying around in her eyes, and she probably looked similar to those female ghosts in horror legends.

Snape frowned and looked at the little girl for a while, as if he wanted to say something, but he sat neatly on Coffee Bean's back, and the girl's long hair spilled all over his arms.

"Fly upwards." He pulled the cloak over his mouth and nose and said briefly, "immediately!" There were more and more butterflies, and it is estimated that the white gnats in other places where bloodskin vines grow in the Forbidden Forest have all passed.

Aurora put her arms around the coffee bean's neck, her cheek against its skin and bones: "Let's rush out!"

The coffee beans adjusted their posture and rushed towards the impenetrable woods above them at an extremely fast speed, and the branches and leaves hit their heads and faces.

Fortunately, I was wearing thick enough.Aurora thought, otherwise, she would probably be made into a steamed bun by these thick and hard branches.

The head is okay, wrapping it in a scarf can at least block it a bit.The hand holding the scarf above her head was miserable. The sharp and short pain had been on the back of her hand. After a while, Aurora felt as if her hand had lost consciousness.

It seems that even if she won't be smoked into steamed buns this time, she will be smoked into pig's trotters... She bit her lip, closed her eyes tightly and buried her face in her cloak, praying that the coffee beans would be quicker, and the pain would be worse short pain.

The moment the coffee beans flew off the ground, Snape subconsciously lowered his head to avoid the impact of the overly strong airflow from top to bottom, a large piece of cool, soft light blonde hair spread across his face, stained with rosemary the taste of.The little girl randomly pressed the hands used to wrap her head scarf, a blood red from being rubbed by the branches gradually appeared in the hair, the entire back of the hand was bruised, and the clothes were scratched with deep and shallow scratches.

Of course, Snape himself was not much better, but he put on a pair of gloves very presciently, because he found that the bloodskin vine would have a lot of secretions from the pink butterfly, and touching it with bare hands for too long would cause skin irritation. Redness and inflammation.

This was his experience after coming into contact with this plant last time.

Snape squinted at the little girl who was curled up in a ball, paused, then pulled the cloak to wrap her around her, and covered her head with his hand.

Aurora froze for a moment, looked up at Snape with his lips tightly pressed and expressionless through the gaps in his hair.The opponent's jaw line was a little tight because of the slight clenching of his teeth, and his complexion was pale.

"professor……"

The noise of leaves and air friction finally stopped. A black Thestral burst out from the sky above the Forbidden Forest, tearing through the dense canopy blockade, followed by a wave of leaves and snow, and the warm and bright sunshine flooded over. .

Without the confinement of the forest, the speed of the coffee beans increased instantly, and the slender and wide wings could fly extremely fast almost without flapping.At this moment, feeling that the other party's arms around her were retracted, Aurora raised her head from the dark cloak, and the too thick light squeezed into her eyes, which made her eyeballs feel tingling.

The sky is a pure sky blue, romantic and gentle, high and far away, with white clouds like smoke.Aurora saw the entire dark green forest and pale earth crawling under their feet, even Hogwarts was left behind.

Surrounded by howling cold winds and shrouded in sunlight, thestrals flew lightly and steadily, taking them floating between the sky and the earth, as if they were free and beautiful from everything.

The scene in front of them was so shocking that people could not speak, as if they were the only ones left in the whole world.

Aurora tried to catch the too illusory and fragile beautiful light, only to find that his hands were covered with scars, bruises and scarlets were intertwined, and the original skin color could not be seen at all.

Snape cast his gaze to the farthest distance, the blue-white junction was shining brightly under the sky, and the whole world was falling away from him.Aurora's long hair fluttered into his line of sight, intertwined with the sunlight, almost not as similar as the dividing line.He looked into the distance for a while, quickly retracted his gaze, and then glanced at the little girl in front of him: "If you don't want your hand to continue to get worse, it's best to stop it now and go to the school hospital."

Aurora turned her head, and fished up the flailing hair with some embarrassment: "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, so let it land now," Snape replied.

In the end, the coffee beans landed beside the black lake, gathering their slender and broad wings.The light conditions on the ground were far worse than those in the sky, and the light blue on the sky was replaced by a halo of milky white, which looked foggy.

Aurora followed Snape and jumped off the back of the coffee beans. The rolled newspaper fell out from the hem of the coat, and it just spread out to the page with Edmond, Snape and Dumbledore.

Snape's eyes fell on it for a moment, then turned to Aurora, and bent down to pick it up.

The coffee beans rubbed against the little girl's face, spread her wings and flew back to the Forbidden Forest.Aurora turned her head, "You are going to...uh."

"It seems that Professor Dumbledore doesn't need to inform you specifically." Snape handed her the newspaper back, expressionless, "I think you have read it?" In fact, he was not so sure about this deduction, because if she I've seen it, logically speaking, I wouldn't have seen her in that situation just now.

Aurora shrugged, refolded the newspaper, and felt a sharp pain from the wound on the back of her hand: "Yes, I have seen it. They are depicted very gimmicky."

Snape frowned slightly, and tilted his head.He was suddenly a little curious about what this little girl was thinking, what was she thinking about bringing that thestral to help a person who suspected of killing his father.

Aurora looked at the other person's appearance, and then habitually scratched her hair with her hands, but gasped in pain because of the involvement of the wound: "I can just read what others write, who knows if it's true or not."

"Is that what you think?"

"Yes, Professor. That's what I think. Because I care about the truth of this matter, it concerns my father, so I don't want any misunderstanding about this matter." The little girl looked up at him , replied very seriously, "at least, there is nothing substantial to make me believe what the newspapers say. I worked as a newsboy in Muggle society, and I think it is the same here. They don't care if things are true or not, as long as they print If more newspapers are sold, then they are successful."

Snape looked at her for a while, then turned and walked into the castle: "You should go to the school hospital." It's best to let Madam Pomfrey check whether her brain was accidentally thrown in the Forbidden Forest by the crowd The fan butterfly was eaten.

The girl was stunned for a moment, "Then, about my going to the Forbidden Forest..." Hufflepuff's bottom position was almost like rain.

Snape stopped in his tracks, looked back at her, and sneered, "I forgot if you didn't tell me."

This is the snake spit out the letter!

Aurora's desire to survive went online: "Then forget it, goodbye, professor!" After finishing speaking, she ran all the way into the castle quickly, as if some monster was chasing her, and left behind on the snow. A string of footprints.

The clouds cleared, the sun dipped down, and the eyes were bright.

The author has something to say:

The background music this time is more suitable for when they rush out from the sky above the Forbidden Forest.

Recently, the fancy style has become a dog, and it really is too good, and it is impossible to write a character of this level as a professor.The tears shed now are all the water that got into my head at the beginning... I don't know how other great gods wrote it, splitting their legs and kneeling...

Well, because Aurora is a bystander from the core, she can look at this matter from a more fair standpoint.

Finally, fancy diving, please leave a message, for my poor points...