[HP] Butterfly Effect

He drank the coffee in his hand, and then sat upright on a highly comfortable leather chair. He wore a neat suit, and a custom-made black pen with gold trim was placed obliquely and pressed against a corner of the snow-white typeprint.In front of him was a huge floor-to-ceiling window, thick dark brown curtains hung at the two corners, and outside the window was the dull and dull London, thick haze covered every corner of his sight, and black clouds piled up above his head, as if he felt oppressed every time he looked at it. closer.

This exquisite and stately room was very quiet, only the ticking of the clock echoed subtly.He wanted to concentrate on the manuscript in his hand, when the portrait of the woman on the wall suddenly spoke: "To the Muggle Prime Minister, requesting an urgent meeting. Please reply immediately, loyal, Millison Bagnor."

"Oh." The Prime Minister's spine stiffened for a moment, and he turned the chair to face the simple marble fireplace, and folded his hands, turning the pen between his fingers as if it were a pocket pistol/gun." No problem, Ms. Bagnor."

Bright green flames burst into the air, and the rolled up airflow blew away the speech papers on the Prime Minister's desk, drifting away like waste paper about to be stuffed into a shredder.The Minister of Magic, Millicent Bagnor, stepped out of the fireplace, and his buckskin high heels decorated with silver buckles stepped on the gorgeous carpet on the floor of the Prime Minister's office, making a muffled sound.

"I'm sorry to need your answer so urgently, Mr. Prime Minister. But I think this matter is really necessary." Millison didn't intend to sit down, and he didn't have time to be polite. He said to the Prime Minister very bluntly, "I heard that you and your The government/government decided to artificially drive clouds to change the current weather in London, right?"

The Prime Minister twirled the pen in his hand and replied: "Yes. I hope you have realized how much disaster and loss this weather has brought to London. We have to do it."

Millison frowned, with a very serious expression: "But if you do this, there will be greater losses and disasters, Mr. Prime Minister. You should know what caused this weather, I assume you have not forgotten Our conversation two days ago? It's inappropriate to do that."

"I haven't forgotten, Ms. Bagno." The Prime Minister put down the pen in his hand, adjusted his posture, and looked directly into the other's eyes, "but I am also the Prime Minister of this country. I cannot watch my people and my country be destroyed. The weather is bothering me until now, but nothing is being done.”

Thinking of all the unfavorable remarks published in the newspapers two days ago, the Prime Minister’s face was as ugly as the weather outside, “Or can you give me an answer? If... I mean, it, such weather is caused by a magic biological, how long does it take your Ministry to catch it?"

Millison frowned. She never said that there was only one magical creature here, but she didn't intend to correct the other party's mistake. Instead, she replied: "Trust me, Mr. Prime Minister. Without the intervention of the Ministry of Magic, Not only do you see your populace haunted under dark clouds, you see them misbehaving and floating around in the sky, or worse."

"But such dark clouds and snowstorms are serious enough." The Prime Minister sighed with a headache. "All parties at the meeting agreed to artificially drive the clouds, and we have worked out a detailed plan..."

"This is absolutely not advisable!" Millison raised her voice, her face began to flush slightly because of excitement, "Once you stimulate them with your hands, you can't imagine the consequences at all!"

"They?" The Prime Minister keenly grasped this disturbing plural word, and his fingers subconsciously wanted to find out something like a cigarette box in his pocket, and finally just slid it on the fabric of the suit, and then retracted it .He looked at Millison: "So there's more than one? You told me earlier that you've subdued most of the magic...uh, creatures."

"That's a fact." Millison replied seriously, "but it's also a fact that there are more than one of them in the clouds. We still need some time. You can't just intervene suddenly like this, it's too dangerous."

"We can't sit still, Ms Bagnor. You don't want me to publish anything about you, but you want me to buy time every day in front of the entire British people for different reasons, and make our government/government in their eyes It's too much to become a do-nothing bauble, don't you think?" the Prime Minister shot back sharply.

Millison was silent for a while, and then said: "This is a problem. So I am here to discuss with you. Please be sure to delay this artificial cloud removal operation. We have established an emergency meeting and will discuss it with you in the shortest possible time. A solution will be found in time.”

"Then please give me a clear time, I need this, and my people need it. Otherwise, since your method will not work, then we will have to try our method." The Prime Minister stood up, and he saw those The dark clouds seemed to roll even more violently.Seeing that Millison seemed to want to say something, the Prime Minister spoke first: "One day, all our personnel have arrived. There is only one day. If there is no way to resolve this dark cloud before tomorrow morning, we will use our way."

He once thought that the Ministry of Magic could solve this disaster, but now it seems that it will not work in a short time.The dark clouds have paralyzed all air traffic in London, many productions have been severely affected, and the economic index is declining almost every day.The blizzard in the past two days almost caused a power outage in half of London, and it fell into a panic paralysis. There were even many cult/religious organizations that preached the end of the world and the sinking of Great Britain, and the recent crime rate also climbed up.

If they don't do something else themselves, there's really no way around it.

"Then let us hope that the sun will come later tomorrow, it will be good for us." Millison finished speaking, stepped into the fireplace and disappeared.

……

When Aurora first learned about the concept of the Ministry of Magic, she never imagined that one day she would come here again and again.However, it turns out that life is like this, you never know what will happen in the next second that surprises you.

Everything was as Arthur said, the Ministry of Magic entered a very urgent state, and everyone who came and went was in a hurry and walked heavily.They didn't even have time to say hello, except for the necessary conversation.

Aurors and the rest of the Department of Management and Control of Magical Beasts gathered in a conference room on the third floor of the Ministry of Magic. When Arthur opened the door and walked in, it was full of people. When he saw the door opened, They all looked towards the door in unison.

The person in the middle of the seat was the Minister of Magic Millison, and next to him was Scrimgeour. His eyes stayed on Aurora for a while, and then pointed to Arthur's location.

"Aurora, here." Remus stood up from the corner and waved at the girl.Aurora ran over to hold his hand, "Why did you come so fast? Arthur just said he was going to notify you."

Remus smiled slightly: "Actually, Professor Dumbledore notified me. He seems to know that you will come here."

"Is that so? Is Professor Dumbledore here too?"

"Yes, and Professors Keitel and Snape are there."

"Huh?" Aurora was stunned for a moment. Professor Keitel could still understand. After all, apart from Newt himself, he was the only one who knew the most about magical creatures in Hogwarts.But why is Snape here?

Remus didn't explain too much to her, because soon all the people he mentioned walked in.Aurora and Snape's eyes met across the conference room for a moment, and then he turned his head away first, as if he didn't see each other at all.

"Thank you for coming to help, I must say this is really timely." Millison waved his wand, and the three chairs slid silently towards them, "I have negotiated with the Muggle Prime Minister. The current situation is like this, and it is time Well, the most convenient result is that we can catch those magical creatures before sunrise tomorrow, otherwise we have to let the Aurors deal with those Muggles and prevent them from artificially dispelling the clouds. But in this way, it may make Muggles Their ruling/government/party has changed, and they urgently need a government that can change the status quo for them.”

After Dumbledore sat down, he listened to Millison's words, and then nodded slightly: "I understand. Professor Keitel has just observed the magical creatures living in the clouds, and he has something to say." Keitel's sitting posture Not as formal and easy-going as the old headmaster, but revealing a kind of nervousness that cannot be concealed.

He knew that he was here today as a magic creature consultant, so he changed into a more formal set of clothes instead of the tattered sack-like thing he usually wears in class.Perhaps it was this, which made him seem a little stiff, and even his speech was a little sluggish.

"This creature is called a cloud-eating whale, and they live in families. When stimulated, they can create large-scale dark clouds, blizzards, and other extreme weather. They are a kind of animal that can affect the weather just like thunderbirds. Magical creatures are very large in size and have the ability to blend into the clouds. They are very resistant to spells, but they are afraid of fire and lightning. Generally speaking, we think that only thunderbirds can capture and harm them."

"Do you want us to go to Arizona in the United States to get a Thunderbird?" Rachel frowned.

"Well... In fact, Thunderbirds are not easy to find, they are too rare." Keitel reminded kindly, "Now we can only gain the trust of cloud-eating whales as soon as possible, let them leave the UK and return to their own habitat."

"Where do they live?"

"Usually it's over the sea, or over the equatorial rainforest, or in the frozen clouds over the polar regions. They are widely distributed, and the species characteristics vary slightly between different regions."

Susannah sighed, clenched her hands tighter, and stared at Keitel: "Then how can we gain their trust? Several Aurors have tried to approach them, but none of them worked, and even got injured. We Time is running out."

"This... there must be one..." Keitel said, turning his right hand unconsciously a few times, as if imitating the action of picking words from his mind.Aurora suddenly said, "Maybe, I can try."

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone looked at her.Aurora pursed her lips and heard Millison ask Scrimgeour, "Is she the girl you mentioned?"

"Yes." Scrimgeour looked at her, a few strands of Aurora's pale golden hair protruded from the slightly reddish white ear tips, the color was gentle and beautiful.She sat there, speaking in a low voice but very clearly, with a calmness rare at her age.

You can see the bottom of her heart from her eyes, pure and clean.

"A child? She's too young, 14 or 15?"

"It's too risky."

"I think we can give it a try, anyway, we have nothing to do now."

Dumbledore and Keitel looked at each other, and then he looked at Aurora and said gently: "Aurora, your idea is very good, but this time there is more than one magical creature, and you have never Do you know what you are going to face?"

"I know, sir." Aurora looked at him, her warm brown eyes reflecting the bright spots were slightly bent, like a lovely light smile, "but I think I should be able to help, please let me try Give it a try."

"I hope you can understand that this is completely different from your practice in class, Miss Field." Millison looked at her seriously, "You may be injured, and there will be many unexpected situations that we have no way to predict Yes, and you're too young, it's too dangerous."

"I don't think there is anything more dangerous than the Prime Minister's method of artificially dislodging the clouds, Madam Minister." Aurora raised her shoulders and joked with ease.

The conference room fell into silence.

"As far as I know, Miss Field, like Mr. Scamander, is a natural animal tamer who can easily approach any magical creature." Scrimgeour said.Aurora was caught in the collective attention of the whole room again, and she cringed a little at the horrible feeling of being stared at by many people.

After a while, Millison smiled helplessly and said, "Okay then, we will let a few Aurors go with you. If there is any emergency, they will do their best to protect you."

"Are you sure you want to go?" Remus looked at Aurora worriedly.She nodded and gave an affirmative answer.

"Please also let me escort this child together." After finishing speaking, Dumbledore turned his head and asked the man who was too silent at the side, "Severus, how long is the special potion used to temporarily paralyze the cloud swallowing whale?" Can you do well?"

Snape replied nonchalantly, "About half an hour."

"Then let's start."

……

This is a kind of potion that I probably won't be able to brew in my lifetime.

Aurora sat outside, the frosty ground beneath her feet.Through the window, she saw Snape skillfully handling many potion ingredients that she had never seen before and throwing them into the cauldron in the temporary tent set up by the Ministry of Magic. This kind of thought came to her spontaneously.

This is a vast, uninhabited open space outside the suburbs of London. After being cast a protective spell by the Ministry of Magic, it can be used as a temporary stronghold without being discovered by Muggles.Sitting by the window of the tent, Aurora saw the gap in the forest, the endless flatness and openness.The dark clouds and the snow-white horizon are distinctly close together, visually presenting a strange feeling, as if the sky and the earth are connected at a certain critical point, and they can be touched by reaching out.

Changfeng hunting, ice and snow everywhere.The Aurors and the Department of Magical Creatures Management and Control had just returned from the air and landed, reporting that the behavior of the cloud swallowing whales was fairly stable so far.The clouds are cooler though, and they are likely to drop another heavy snowfall over London soon.

The last blizzard and ice edge brought bad luck to most of the London Muggle community. After all, no production company would consider the invasion of magical creatures when designing the withstand capacity of the wires.Another such blizzard could knock out power across London again.

Scrimgeour sent his best-trained men to monitor every move of the Muggle government/party, and once they were about to start manually dispelling the clouds, they had to be ready to interrupt without a trace.

Aurora remembered that she had a desire to open a hospital for magical creatures after graduating from Hogwarts in the future.It's a pity that Potions later taught her to see the world clearly, and some things in this life are destined to be nothing but wishes.

The potion in the crucible has basically taken shape, the only thing left is the final boiling step.Snape habitually used a cleanser to clean up the debris on the table, and saw Remus and Aurora sitting outside the tent, talking in a low voice.Compared to the calm and gentle look on Aurora's face, Remus looked a little nervous.She even had the mood to make the other party laugh.

I really don't know how Millison is feeling now, but in the end, a group of magical creatures that the Aurors can't handle is actually counting on a third-year student.Thinking about this, Snape picked up the cup next to him and found that the coffee in it was empty, so he clicked his tongue again, frowned and put it back casually.

It was windy, and the little girl outside the tent tried her best to open her eyes in the direction of the winter wind, and the corners of her eyes were blushing.After seeing the source of the strong wind, Aurora jumped up happily, pulled Remus and ran towards the two magical creatures, one black and one white: "Coffee beans! Buckbeak!"

Thestrals and Hippogriff affectionately rubbed against their companion whom they had not seen for a long time, flapping their wings and running around her.Messy flakes of snow fell from their wings onto Aurora, looking as if she had just rolled in the snow.

"I remember you really don't like brooms, and it would be safer to have them around." Professor Keitel jumped off Buckbeak's back and straightened the messy scarf, "You will be sitting on the back of coffee beans in a while, and its Quick. Buckbeak will cover you."

"Thank you."

The potion took shape, Snape extinguished the flame with a wave of his hand, filled the bottle of dark rose potion, and walked out.

The author has something to say:

Cornelius Fudge was the Minister until 1990, and before that, Millicent Bagnor was the Minister for Magic.

The Cloud Swallowing Whale is basically a magical creature I made up... Well, there are many before, but this one takes the lead in these two, so it is necessary to say it, it’s just nonsense, and I’m sorry for the imprecise parts.

Yesterday's collection is still suddenly very large, and today's update is presented as a thank you to everyone who helped Amway.

Thank you for choosing this story and for seeing it here.Love each of you, love each other.By the way, I, a person who has not used WeChat for ten thousand years, finally climbed up and successfully saw everyone's Amway on the official account of the tweet, and after reading Amway, I went back to give a positive message, and I was moved beyond words.

Fortunately, I didn't abandon the pit [laugh and cry]