[HP] Butterfly Effect

The temperature dropped, and in just one night, translucent hazy frost covered every corner outside the castle.When I opened my eyes in the morning, the room was filled with milky white light, bright and gentle, and the morning breeze that slipped in through the gaps in the windows was still chilling.

At the end of October, the autumn grass is frosty, and the eyes are full of depression.In late autumn, the green coat of most of the plants is stripped off at the fastest speed, and large areas of decaying grayish yellow are mottled.Only the dense Forbidden Forest outside Hogwarts Castle is completely unaffected by time. Under the pressure of heavy frost, it seems to be wrapped in a layer of clear ice shell, condensing the vigorous vitality, delicate and beautiful.

Aurora had just come out of Dumbledore's principal's office, and the cold wind blowing through the corridor made her shiver a little.She pulled the collar of the sweater higher, tucked her hands into the pockets of the dark blue coat, and walked down the stone stairs in silence.

She was still replaying the conversation with the old headmaster just now in her mind. The other party's consistent gentle and kind attitude made her unable to figure out what he was thinking at all, so she could only follow Dumbledore's question.

However, Aurora could guess from his words that Dumbledore and Salazar obviously didn't get along very well, and neither of them would actively cooperate with each other, so they were in a stalemate so far.No one wants to get what they want to know from anyone.

Sadly, Aurora knew even less about Salazar.If even Dumbledore can't do it, then it is estimated that no one in this world can do it.

unless……

Before leaving, Aurora suddenly said the name: "Helga Hufflepuff."

"What?" Dumbledore looked up at her sharply.

"Every time Helga Hufflepuff is mentioned, Mr. Slytherin seems to be a little different. He once said that he had seen my talent and thought it was very good. You know, Hull Jia is the first wizard with such ability." Aurora stood at the door and said with a very hesitant tone, "Other than that, he didn't tell me anything, and he didn't ask me to do it for him. What ever did, never."

"I believe you, Aurora, it's good that you can say these things. As for the others." Dumbledore took out a stack of parchment from a copper-colored ancient book in his hand, and put it on the table.It was Aurora's Defense Against the Dark Arts paper, assigned by Snape, and her topic of choice was Basilisk.

Dumbledore smiled slightly: "Professor Keitel likes you very much, so I am happy to tell you many things that you should not have said. But, Aurora, this matter is over, don't think about it anymore, okay ? Leave the rest to us."

Aurora took back the paper and nodded: "Good professor, then I'll go back first."

"Go."

She left the castle straight across the hoarfrost-covered grass to Hagrid's cabin.With a sufficient supply of food, Blueberry Jam's wounds healed quickly, and even the meals of Fang and other magical creatures became better.After all, blueberry jam only eats the brains of those poultry, and is not interested in other parts, but the teeth are happy to pick up the leftovers as food.

Professor Keitel was waiting for Aurora there. He was very interested in this adult crooked demon, and he was also an expert in magical creatures.He taught Aurora how to deal with the wounds on Blueberry Jam and a special hand-waving movement, so that he didn't have to worry that when he waved his hand unintentionally, Blueberry Jam would mistakenly think that he could come out to breathe, and then flew out with claws and teeth to scare and cry the surrounding group students.

"Hide it well, it will be your good partner. Although they have been demonized by rumors, there is no doubt that their loyalty is very high." Keitel blew away the pine needles on the tea, Blueberry Jam on Lola's lap whistled teasingly, then laughed.

Aurora applied the last bit of specially made and improved white fresh on the blueberry jam's wound, and said with a smile: "I thought you would let me let it go, after all, if blueberry jam is found in school, it will be very dangerous." Trouble. But it won't go away, and I don't know what to do."

If she was found out, it would be worrying about her academic future, but if Aurora really wanted to leave the blueberry jam and tea rolls in the Forbidden Forest, that would be impossible.She can always clearly feel the emotional changes of those magical creatures who are close to it, and this emotion will have a very strong co-infection effect.The more powerful the magical creature is, the more it can respond to the emotions of the tamer, that is, the more psychic it is in popular terms, and of course the more difficult it is to be tamed.

"Instead of letting it fly around in the Forbidden Forest, it's better for you to take it with you to make sure it's safer." Keitel replied, "Curved demons are not like large ancient creatures such as thestrals and eagle horses. They are relatively It is still a relatively young species, so they evolve quickly and adapt to changes in the environment quickly, so they don't need forests as habitats and umbrellas, so they won't stay in the forbidden forest so peacefully stay home."

"That's why Hogwarts doesn't allow dragons." Keitel said, and patted Hagrid regretfully, "Dragon is the same, they are tenacious and often have powerful magic and fierce temperament. Confined by the forest, it's too dangerous."

Hagrid seemed completely devastated, and even scotch and bacon couldn't save his mood: "But I can definitely raise them very obediently, and I won't let them come out and hurt any students. There is a dragon that is What a wonderful thing, I dream of having a dragon." Aurora understood that Charlie and Hagrid's friendship probably started with the same obsession with dragons.

Keitel smacked his lips, feeling that he had found an inappropriate topic, and quickly changed the subject and asked, "Speaking of which, Aurora, where do you use these potions specially made for magical creatures? Go find Madam Pomfrey's specially made one. ?"

"Uh, this, I asked Dean Sprout to help find some herbs."

But the truth is, these potions were made by Snape.The venom of blueberry jam and the potion used to treat trauma are clearly equivalent as if they were doing business.

Other than that, no more.

……

On Saturday evening, the west end of the second floor of the castle became the busiest place.When Aurora and the others came here with their Potions textbooks and bags on their backs, the bathroom in front of them, which should have been empty, was completely surrounded.

"What happened?" Aurora faintly felt something was wrong.This is Myrtle's bathroom, and logically speaking, it shouldn't be so lively.

At this time, Professor McGonagall's voice came from the end of the crowd, very serious and slow: "From today onwards, this bathroom is no longer allowed to be used, no matter what the reason is. If anyone tries to approach or walk in, then I think his The academy must also be well prepared for this year's academy cup competition. Alright kids, let's go."

There was a commotion in the crowd immediately, and many students were pestering Professor McGonagall to ask why.Professor McGonagall just warned them not to ask, this is the decision of Headmaster Dumbledore.

Salazar.

Aurora looked at the bustling crowd in front of her, and grabbed the textbook in her hand.I wonder if Professor Dumbledore knew something from him?Could it be that there is really a basilisk in that bathroom?That faucet with the snake carved...

She suddenly regretted that she hadn't asked Salazar clearly about the secret room because she was too scrupulous, but she immediately felt that even if she asked him, he wouldn't tell, and the result would not make any difference.

This feeling is irritating.From the perspective of protecting the life safety of the school and all students, the secret room is indeed a great threat. It is normal for Dumbledore to want to find it urgently, and Aurora should tell him everything he knows.But from a selfish point of view, Aurora still couldn't associate the person she had known for a year with such a terrible legend.If this is the case, then she has no reason to live such a healthy and normal life.

Every time she thinks about this, the more she wants to believe both sides, but the more clearly she finds the irreconcilable contradictions between the two sides, and the more indecisive and at a loss.Perhaps Dumbledore discovered this early on, so he never involved Aurora in this matter.And his guess is also right, what Aurora knows about Salazar is almost negligible.

Perhaps Salazar is right, and this is probably one of Hufflepuff's greatest weaknesses.

"Let's go." Beverly said, and rewrapped the silver-green scarf that was squeezed out by the people around her. "It seems that we have to change places in the future."

Aurora sighed: "Is there any place less crowded than Myrtle's bathroom?" Vox thought for a while, then patted his forehead: "There is indeed one, but we may not be able to find it this time .”

"Where? Isn't it in the castle?" Aurora asked curiously.She had originally planned to go to the Forbidden Forest if she couldn't, but now it seemed that Vox wanted to go with her.

Bill shook his head and explained: "Vox is talking about our Room of Response near our Gryffindor dormitory. That room is very magical. It often appears and disappears suddenly. Few people know about it. People who can go in Even less."

"So, it would be great if we could find the room where it brews potions. Anyway, let's try it first, and then talk about it if we can't find it."

After making up their minds, Vox and Bill led the way, and they came all the way to the eighth floor of the castle where the Gryffindor dormitory was located.Aurora had a deep shadow on the moving stairs here, and almost ran up behind Vaux and the others. She was unlucky to encounter a staircase that suddenly disappeared on the way. Fortunately, Bill gave her a hand quickly. got stuck.

As soon as Beverly stepped onto the last floor at the corner of the stairs, the stairs began to disintegrate and turn.After Vox looked back, he cursed helplessly and tried his best to reach out to pull her.Beverly glanced at him, but didn't reach for his hand: "You step back."

"what?"

"I told you to get out of the way!"

In the next second, Beverly jumped directly from the crack of the stairs that had begun to move away slowly towards the landing where they were, her movements were light and decisive, her cloak was shaken like a pair of butterfly wings, and her dark brown eyes There was no trembling or fear at all.

Vaux was stunned by her, and frantically tried to catch Beverly who jumped over in the air.I don’t know if it’s because Beverly’s jumping ability is too good, or the way Aurora and Bill pushed Vox out was too wonderful. In short, after a scream, Slytherin’s little snake dignifiedly and firmly pressed down on the four sides. On the squatting Gryffindor cub.

What is this scenario……

In an instant, Vaux was completely irritated by the sharp pain from his back and head, and lost his voice. The other party's long hair and scarf poured down to cover his face, with a faint fragrance unique to girls, trapping him in the original place. The ground cannot move.He opened his mouth to inhale to relieve the strong and unfamiliar impact and sharp pain, but his throat was blocked by the soft air mixed with the smell of Beverly's body, and his cheeks turned red.

The golden brown eyes collided with the dark brown pupils, and the atmosphere was suddenly so quiet that even the snowflakes falling on the window were a stormy sea.

Bill was stunned for a second, and then he quickly reacted, with a joking smile: "It seems that in the last Quidditch match, the feud between our college and Slytherin can be wiped out. It is worth celebrating!" Aurora cooperated again Smiling gratifiedly, Vaux lay on the ground almost breathless, and didn't even have the strength to reason with him.

Beverly stood up quickly, and the scarf covered most of her face, only revealing a pair of eyes that could not see clearly, her voice was sweet and cold: "I reminded you, I told you to get out of the way." Vox slowed down for a while, He got up and gasped in pain: "Come on, I really want to get out of the way, the person who hit this stone railing is you. Hiss——!"

"Are you okay?" Aurora looked at Vox, who was still supporting his waist and grinning, and asked a little funny.

He hummed and waved his hands, and replied: "It's okay... I'm fine..." "It seems that you still need to practice more, so that in the future you can have a chance to be a hero in front of the girl you love and have a good time talking and laughing." Aurora shot Patting him on the shoulder, he said encouragingly, "Fortunately, it's Beverly this time, it's okay to perform poorly, right?"

Vox glared at her.

"Let's go."

"We tried it, as long as you concentrate and think hard about what you want, and then pass this wall three times." Bill touched the flat, ancient pale yellow stone in front of him, and stepped back, "That room is Will appear."

Aurora and Beverly glanced at each other, followed behind the two lion cubs, and walked back and forth three times while muttering "I need a place where potions can be brewed".

Gradually, the wall began to change, and some ancient and complex patterns began to grow from the wall, gradually forming the shape of a door.The slate yellow faded away from the door layer by layer, the pattern and the outline of the door were sunken inwards, and finally opened to the person in front of them.

It was very dark inside, except for a cluster of orange-red sparkling lights at the end, various corrugated stone carvings above the head, and gray, cool-toned light falling in from the rectangular stained glass windows, spreading on the ground like a film.

"This is the Room of Requirement?" Aurora was the last to go in, and the door closed behind her, making the light even darker.

"Yes! If you brew potions here, no one will bother you." Bill said, and some common potion ingredients suddenly appeared in his hand, "Look, when you want anything, here will have."

Aurora looked at the various materials in his hand in surprise, and asked: "Is there such a good thing? But who built this room?" It belonged to Godric Gryffindor's room. It was just an ordinary room, and then Godric used magic to change it into what it is now." Vox replied.

"Just like their Ravenclaw lounge used to be the room where Rowena Ravenclaw lived. It was full of books, and many of them didn't even have a library." Bill added.

"That's it."

"Have you heard of any place in your college, which is the room of the former founder of the college? There should be all of them, right?"

Aurora thought for a while, but she really hadn't heard of where Helga's previous room was, so she shook her head and said no.The same goes for Beverly, but she has another account: "I only heard that Salazar Slytherin once left a room at the school, but I don't know if he used to live in it."

Chamber of Secrets.Aurora thought instinctively.

"But even if there is, I might not be able to find it now." Beverly said, sitting down and starting to take out the crucible and other things used to brew the potion.Sitting next to her, Aurora pressed, "Why?"

Beverly glanced at them while lighting the flame, and said, "Don't you realize that although our school has four founders, only two have enough manuscripts and materials to hand down? I have seen Roy Na Ravenclaw's book, it seems that a few years after Hogwarts was first established, there was a fire in the basement, and at that time the books of Salazar Slytherin and Helga Hufflepuff The manuscripts were all burned, so their books are almost impossible to find now."

"A fire?" Vox frowned, "Impossible, they were the four greatest wizards at that time, and their rooms and manuscripts could be burned in one fire? And the dormitories of your two colleges are in the two rooms in the basement. Extreme, the fire that can destroy both of their rooms at the same time basically burns down the entire basement, and no one cares about it?"

"I don't know about that, but Godric Gryffindor also said so in his own biography." Beverly shook her head, it seemed that she should have thought about this question a long time ago.

Aurora reflected on it, convinced Salazar never told her about it, and then asked: "And what caused the fire? You have to know, right?"

Beverly was silent for a while, then shook her head again: "No one wrote the reason, they just wrote an 'accident' and 'fire', and they didn't write why it caught fire and no one cares about it."

Thick shadows lingered in the Room of Response, and Aurora looked at the flames burning in the fireplace, and suddenly felt that the light was of no help to dispel the haze here.

They stood there, dying.

The author has something to say:

Make a small wish, I can see a lot of comments from little angels when I wake up tomorrow [Star Eyes]

Today I had a face-to-face meeting with a friend who I knew before writing Twilight fanfic, happy! ! !

So, good night, mejiu.

Finally, the fact that the Room of Requirement is Godric's room... I made it up privately... it's all for the plot.