[HP] Butterfly Effect

Before Sirius and Remus appeared, Aurora never thought that in the world she lived in, magic actually existed, and the magic school recorded in the children's storybook she regarded as magical was also real .This sounds as exciting as Churchill jumping out of his portrait and dancing a flamenco in front of the British Museum.

Then she realized that the stuff in that book was a little too dry for a real child.There are no vivid metaphors, only dry statements, and even few pictures.

Before Sirius left, Sirius gave Aurora a small pine box, which contained a small and delicate silver pocket watch, engraved on the back with gorgeous cursive words like rose branches - "To my favorite Aurora, thank you for showing up In my life, it is as beautiful and gorgeous as 'Aurora'."

Aurora means aurora and dawn.

Sirius squatted on the steps, looked at the silent little girl holding the pocket watch, and said, "This is given to you by your father. When you grow up a bit and go to Hogwarts to study, you will know you What happened to the world my father lived in?"

"Is he studying there too?" Aurora asked, tilting her head and looking at him, "You know, my dad."

"Yes," he replied, "he was a student of Ravenclaw at the time, and he was quite famous in Ravenclaw."

"That's it."

The dim streetlights fell grayly under the two people's feet, the roof and the shadow of the lush tree canopy in front of the door almost collapsed in this feeble light, and Sirius and Remus finally left.

For the next three years, they would visit Marianne and Aurora at the Fields' house from time to time.Aurora learned a lot about the father of the original owner of this body from them, and also knew that there were other little wizards in this world who lived in the Muggle world like her.

When Aurora first encountered the word Muggle, she always pronounced it Margot.But from then on, when Aurora met those annoying little boys from the Peterson family, she had an extra word to curse back.Seeing their bewildered faces turned into anger, Aurora felt quite happy.

In the past three years, Sirius has never been absent from Aurora's family's birthday and Christmas, even the deceased Edmund's birthday is no exception.He has become an encyclopedia in Aurora's eyes. No matter what question he asks, he can give a humorous or serious answer.

Aurora's first impression of the wizarding world came from Sirius Black's description, a hazy but brilliant otherworldly continent.Sirius told Aurora very early on that not all wizards are good people, and that the world is as complicated as the Muggle world, with constant struggles.Aurora's father was one of those countless victims.

Time passed quickly between white snow and scorching sun, and Aurora gradually got used to this new world and body.She gradually got used to the rain and cloudy days here, to the perennial white mist and the dense gray-green temperate forest, and also to the fact that people here, except the Vaux family, don't welcome her.

Aurora couldn't tell when she and Vox's friendship started, but she had a guess - Vox probably hid in a tree and threw a bucket at the three bullies without hesitation. when the engine oil.

Perhaps it is the same family environment without a mother that allows Vox to understand Aurora's mood better.Since that incident, the relationship between the two children has suddenly become much closer.

Vaux is keen on tinkering with all kinds of mechanical equipment, and the mechanical talent of the Chevalier family has been well inherited from him.When Aurora was riding a shaky bike, Vaux had already started to do it himself, converting the parts and equipment in his own warehouse into a mountain bike with superior performance.

They rode to the seaside together, and went far along the sandy beaches of the English Channel, watching the red-orange sunset smudge a large area of ​​misty colors in the sky.The brilliant and colorful light crushes the boundary line between the sea and the sky, paints the deep blue sea surface into sparkling purple, and also coats Aurora's pale golden hair floating in the sea breeze with a layer of light golden brown, just like The color of Vaux's pupils filled with sunlight.

At the age of ten, Aurora's mother, Marianne, died of pneumonia in the middle of winter.Few people came to her funeral, just Aurora, the Vaux family, and Remus Lupine.

It is a pity that in the end, Marianne's wish to be buried with her husband still did not come true.Aurora chose a place for her to be buried in good weather, where she would definitely see sunshine, because she remembered that when Marianne couldn't get out of bed at all, she mentioned many times that she wanted to see the sunshine outside.

At that time, Marianne always likes to touch Aurora's long hair lightly. She said that it is the closest color she has ever seen to the early morning sun.

Sirius didn't come, and Remus said it was because he was imprisoned in Azkaban, the prison of the wizarding world, so he couldn't attend Marianne's funeral.Aurora was dazed and didn't understand why Sirius was locked in.In her eyes, Sirius has always been a person with a strong sense of justice, although his personality is a bit rebellious and even rebellious. The word prison has nothing to do with him no matter how you look at it.

Remus was silent for a long time, patted Aurora's head and didn't speak.

Since then, Remus has appeared less and less often, and each time he does, he seems more tired than the last.Aurora dreamed less and less of that magical magic school, and more and more realistic and complicated problems filled her nerves.Sometimes when she was sitting in the auto repair shop opened by Vox's father, when she was in a daze because of the occasional free time, she would wonder whether she had ever had a realistic and long dream.

Only sometimes, she would vaguely dream of a tall and handsome black-haired boy taking her leisurely through the emerald green hills of Plymouth, telling her about the wizarding world full of strange colors and telling her these things. They are all secrets that cannot be passed on outside, helping her to correct the pronunciation of the word "Muggle" tirelessly, describing to her the grand dream in his heart, and showing her one or two entertaining little magic tricks.

Every time Sirius finished talking about his ideals and aspirations in high spirits, there would be a long period of silence.Aurora felt that maybe it was because these words had been suppressed in his heart for too long, and even when he said them, he felt illusory and ethereal.It seems that those words and those futures will all be blown to pieces by the wind and thrown on the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean.

She doesn't understand the hardships and struggles of the wizarding world, but she knows how to be the best audience.

The black-haired boy in the dream was tall and tall, with a rebellious smile on his handsome face and a pair of obsidian eyes...

Aurora woke up with a tremor from her dream, and the thick mixed smell of engine oil and metal slowly penetrated into her nostrils, sweeping away the remaining drowsiness in her.

She raised her sore neck, her brown eyes stared at the light bulbs hanging from the ceiling covered with spider silk, and suddenly remembered - Sirius' eyes were a deep and shining dark gray.

Then... Whose eyes did the person in the dream have?

The summer of [-] was an ordinary day for Aurora, and for anyone else living in the Muggle world.

Since her mother's death, Aurora was adopted by Vox's father until her other relatives came to pick her up.But Aurora knew that the probability of such a thing happening would definitely not be much higher than that of a planet hitting the earth.So she offered to help out at their auto repair shop, which would also save the wages of one of their employees.

It was not until Marian's death that Aurora realized where her family's previous living expenses came from.Every month, someone sent a certain amount of money home on time. There was never a detailed address of the sender, only the initials of Aurora's father and the recipient.

It was raining that afternoon, and after Aurora came out of the Vaux family's auto repair shop, she remembered that the ingredients for dinner were not ready yet.So she put on her raincoat and rain boots, changed her original plan, and started walking in the direction of the market.

The rain in British summer comes really carelessly, more moisture is in the form of a green and light green mist, which spirals and spreads among the mountains, and the sound of fine and soft raindrops falling on the rain cap is peaceful and soothing, like a hypnotic song song.

As usual, Aurora strolled around a stationery store on the edge of the market. She had a strong tendency to buy all kinds of exquisite notebooks, but the problem was that she never used them.Unlike Vaux, in his definition, as long as there are blank pages, it can be called a notebook, even if the neat and serious notes are next to the abstract works of Aurora's letter pen graffiti.

After visiting the stationery store, Aurora came to the vegetable stand, picked some bright red tomatoes and some lettuce, bought some potatoes and onions, and finally bought a piece of chicken breast and curry, planning to make a pot of curry when she goes back Chicken roast comes as a convenient and quick meal.With a pot of these reserves, she can go two days without cooking.

After returning home with a wet body, Aurora took off her raincoat and rubber boots, and started to process the fresh ingredients.

Half an hour later, the curry cubes had completely melted into the various ingredients, and thick and fragrant brown-yellow bubbles were rolling in the pot. Aurora leaned against the wall while patiently waiting for the soup in the pot to shrink to a suitable concentration , Holding a copy of "Oliver Twist" from a second-hand bookstore, slowly flipping through it.

At this time, there was a knock on the door accompanied by Vox's voice: "Aurora, I have a letter from you!"

her letter?

Aurora put down the book a little strangely, went to the living room and opened the door, and saw Vox standing at the door holding an umbrella, holding a letter that was slightly wet by the rain and shaking it vigorously: "Believe it or not, this The letter was delivered by a drenched owl."

Aurora pondered for a moment, and then said: "Then I should say, thank you Mr. Owl Chevalier?"

Vox's facial nerves twitched violently, and his voice changed a little: "I'm not saying I'm an owl! I mean this letter was sent to you by an owl." He met Aurora's knowing and understanding eyes , he felt a pain in his temple: "Forget it, if I didn't see it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it. There are still letters delivered by owls these days. After Mr. Ashley was laid off, it is really difficult for the people in their post office to find a decent postman." so difficult?"

At this time, Aurora's eyes suddenly stopped behind Vaux, "The owl you mentioned, is it the kind that has dark brown patterns all over its body and keeps hitting the window?"

"How do you know?" Vox said, following Aurora's line of sight to look at the door of his house, and sure enough, he saw the owl fighting desperately with the window of his house just now.Vaux's expression suddenly became complicated.

"Maybe we should all install a letter box." Aurora suggested calmly, "Otherwise our new Mr. Postman may only come in through the chimney next time, but I bet he won't like my chimney, because I never It hasn't been cleaned."

Vox ran back to get the almost drenched letter before the owl passed out completely.At the same time, Aurora smelled a bad smell coming from the kitchen, her expression changed, and she rushed to save her dinner for the next two days.

The sauce was overcooked, and the potatoes and chicken at the bottom of the bowl had a thin layer of crispy burnt black.Aurora sighed, put the letter into "Oliver Twist", and began to pick out the half-baked ingredients that had been burnt to the point of being inedible, and then added water to the empty pot to soften the hardened bottom layer.

She took a few bites, her mouth filled with the smell of burnt and curry, and then she casually pulled the letter out of the book.At the same time, it is also very strange why the letter for living expenses came so early this month, and it used to come on time at the end of the month.

However, she was wrong, this is not a letter of living expenses, but a letter of admission.

The light yellow envelope feels smooth to the touch, and the mild color makes people easily think of sunshine and pudding. The emerald green ink is used to describe a beautiful handwriting on it:

Mrs Aurora Field before the cooker, Cottage 1309, Docktown, Plymouth.

The potato cubes that Aurora hadn't had time to put into her mouth fell all of a sudden, her brown eyes widened, and the half-chewed thing in her mouth suddenly became hard to swallow.

She looked around vigilantly, then swallowed the mouthful of food that hadn't been chewed thoroughly, gripped the paper inside the envelope with her fingertips and slowly pulled it away, revealing the contents inside.

"Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Albus Dumbledore."

Aurora felt that the name was a little familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere, but she couldn't remember where she saw it for a while, and it couldn't be any newspaper or magazine.First, she didn't read these things, and second, she felt that this name really didn't meet the selection criteria of today's movie stars.

"The president of the International Federation of Magic, the president of the Wizarding Association, and the first-class magician of the Merlin Sir Order."

Now she remembered, Sirius once told herself that this legend in the wizarding world.No wonder she felt familiar.

"Dear Miss Field, we are pleased to inform you that you have been admitted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Wizardry. Enclosed is a list of required books and equipment. Term is due to begin on September 31st. We will A few days ago, waiting for your owl to bring your reply.

Vice-Chancellor, Minerva McGonagall. "

Aurora hesitated for a while, and then pulled out another piece of paper. The sound of the paper rubbing against each other was extremely smooth and pleasant.

"Freshmen need to..."

"Aurora!" Vox's voice came again.This time, like the owl, he chose the window of Aurora's house to slap. The scratched glass and the rain pouring on it didn't weaken the panic on his face much, but made him look like he was being beaten. Like crying in fright: "Aurora! Did you see that letter?"

Of course I saw it.

Aurora opened the door to let him in, and quickly browsed through the rest of the items, then suddenly remembered what Sirius said, and looked at her friend in surprise: "You also received the admission notice?"

The two children put the letters in their hands together. Except for the name column, everything else is exactly the same.

The author has something to say:

Although Sirius had a bit of a bad personality when he was a teenager, he was always a teenager and a very affectionate person.Personally, I feel that he will be gentler to the daughter of the person who saved his life and has been teaching him.

In this article... If there are no accidents, Sirius will not die in the end [touch his chin] It should be, and I am reluctant.