[HP] Butterfly Effect

Early in the morning, a notice was posted in Hufflepuff's common room. Unlike the previous arrangement, most of their new semester classes were shared with Slytherin and Gryffindor.The news of the redistribution did not cause much discussion in Hufflepuff. Most of them are used to being a quiet background board when they are with other houses, so it doesn't matter who they are with.

However, it is said that the number of times he went with Slytherin was very few, so when the announcement was posted this time, even the prefects were a little surprised.

On the second day of coming to Hogwarts, the dark clouds that had been brewing in the sky for many days finally poured down the heavy rain, and the whole Hogwarts was shrouded in misty rain, looking more like a elusive phantom castle.The prefect distributed the yellow raincoats and boots of Hufflepuff College uniformly printed with black badgers to each new student, and wished them a smooth adjustment to the new semester by the way.

The Hufflepuff dormitory is very close to the kitchen, which is probably what makes Aurora happiest, not to mention that the people here are very friendly.

After breakfast, Aurora and Caroline came to the class together, stepping on countless splashes of water along the way.The warm and humid air from the westerly belt is stuck in the sky over the UK and refuses to leave. The rain has washed everything here over and over again. The Hufflepuff students walked through the heavy rain into golden lines, like the bright sunshine that is fleeting in the UK Staggered in the rain.

The one who greeted them the most along the way was the enthusiastic and energetic Gryffindor. The Ravenclaws stayed on the edge of the steps, looking up at the sky, making people think that they were calculating the acceleration of the falling rain.As for Slytherins, although not all of them, it has to be said that most Slytherins are unwilling to talk to Hufflepuff.

But correspondingly, almost no one from the house is willing to talk to Slytherin.Caroline said that because of the relationship between the mysterious man and the current dean, many wizarding families believed that Slytherin was a college directly linked to dark wizards.

Aurora nodded. Growing up in the Muggle world, she didn't feel much about these things, so she decided to reserve her opinion.

Therefore, when Beverly and another Slytherin came across the corridor with their textbooks in their arms, and stopped to greet Aurora, everyone around them was quite surprised.

"Good morning, Aurora." Beverly said hello politely to Aurora who had just walked into the corridor and hadn't had time to shake off the rain.Aurora froze for a moment, then responded with a gentle smile: "Hi, Beverly. Do you have classes early in the morning?"

"Well, Charms." Beverly nodded slightly, and sporadic raindrops flickered on her thick brown curly hair.

After saying goodbye to Beverly, Caroline still looked back at her from time to time, and then said curiously: "I thought you only met on the train, so you knew each other early in the morning?"

"It doesn't count?" Aurora recalled the first time she met Beverly, "I didn't even know her name at that time. By the way, which college do we have the morning class with?"

"Looks like Gryffindor."

The first class is History of Magic, taught by ghost professor Binns, one of the required courses at Hogwarts, but also one of the most boring classes.

When she got the book before, Aurora flipped through it casually, and found that it was slightly repeated with the medieval witch persecution of heresy in human books.There were two or three Hufflepuff fourth-year retakers in the class with the freshmen. As soon as they entered the classroom, they slid to the last row in a tacit understanding, then put the books upright and put them in a posture of listening attentively .

Aurora heard them talking about something called "Quidditch," as if Hufflepuff hadn't had a Quidditch trophy for a long time.

This was a completely unfamiliar word, and Aurora guessed that it might be the name of some kind of competition unique to Hogwarts.

When they were about to be late, Vox and Bill Weasley finally slipped into the classroom, smelling of heavy rain and fresh actinomycetes, and sat next to Aurora.Aurora began to wonder if they came to class after rolling in the forest in the heavy rain. Given Bill's messy red hair that looked like a burning flame, this guess was quite plausible.

"What the hell, Gryffindor's dormitory is so high, and there are many and complicated roads inside. The stairs disappear halfway, or they go to other places." Vox complained softly, and took Aurora The handkerchief handed over wiped the rainwater from his head, and the hair that was slightly tidy due to the wetness immediately became domineering again, "You can't believe that we have walked up the same stairs five times."

"And the Fat Lady who just won't stop because her hit song didn't get applause," Bill adds duly.Then he introduced himself to Aurora: "Bill Weasley, wizarding family, father works at the Ministry of Magic."

"Looks like you guys had an unusual morning." Aurora put back her handkerchief, smiled at Bill, and replied politely, "Aurora Field, half and half."

"Don't you Hufflepuffs have stairs that change and change? And don't you have portraits that insist on singing to you?" Vox asked in surprise, it seemed that he thought that everyone's dormitory should be the same.

"No." Aurora replied, "We are next to the kitchen, on the basement floor, very quiet."

"Kitchen?" Bill was obviously interested in this topic, and his tone revealed this kind of humor that was just right and not offensive at all, "I think, I know Hufflepuff's famous beauty and food Where did the name come from?"

At this time, Professor Binns's slow voice came over, it sounded as if there was something wrong with his throat, and it was as verbose as if he spoke too fast: "Maybe someone can explain to us the story of the goblin rebellion." Exactly when, Mr Weasley?"

"1612 AD, sir." Bill replied calmly, controlling his tone and tone to a range that would never offend the other party.

"Very good." Professor Binns glanced at Bill with his translucent eyeballs rolling up and down.Aurora and Vox looked down at the book seriously, and the quill pen was brushing on the parchment to record the key points in the book.This is a fantasy subject where the teacher is all about the key points, and the secret of learning is mainly based on talent and understanding. Notes and memory determine everything.

After the get out of class was over, Vox looked at his timetable, and said with some regret, "We'll have herbal medicine with Ravenclaw next time. How about you?"

"Potions." Aurora said, her smooth and delicate voice fluctuated slightly, like a note in the wrong register.She suddenly remembered Remus' warning at the train station - "Don't mess with him".

"Go with Slytherin." Aurora finished, folded the schedule and put it back.

Bill raised his eyebrows: "Wow, the sunflower combination. I hope this combination will make the Potions class cheerful and relaxed. Then we'll go first. By the way, your hair color matches your name very well."

"Thanks, bye."

The Potions classroom is not hard to find, just follow quietly behind the Slytherin students.There seems to be an invisible Chu River and Han border between the students of the two colleges. No one will take the initiative to join the other party's team, even in the classroom.

It was only at this time that Aurora understood what Bill meant by the "sunflower combination".The Slytherin students contracted the first half of the classroom, and Hufflepuff happily filled the second half of the classroom. From the podium, green and yellow were clearly separated from each other, just like sunflowers.

Aurora suddenly remembered the History of Magic class just now. There was no such clear boundary between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff. Who sat with whom was purely a matter of preference.According to Bill, didn't they just sit on a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes?

After being teased by her own thought, Aurora couldn't help laughing.

Caroline looked at her incredulously, and said in a low voice, "I really can't see that you like Potions class so much, and you are so successful before class. Don't you think this classroom is terrible? Look at the pots on both sides of the wall." The specimens in it...Merlin, are those the claws and guts of magical creatures?"

"No, I was thinking about something else." Aurora shook her head.

But Caroline was right, this classroom was just too depressing.Because it is an underground classroom, it is colder than any other place. Of course, most of the credit is the animal remains or internal organ specimens that can be seen everywhere in the classroom.It is also the basement floor, but Hufflepuff only makes people feel warm and bright.But here, the soil layer above the head seems to isolate everything that has nothing to do with warmth and comfort.

Even the pale twilight streaming in from the window was so lifeless.

The door was suddenly opened, and Professor Severus Snape quickly walked in from the outside, the black cloak followed and fluttered at his feet, and until he suddenly stopped under the only light source in this classroom, he wrapped it up according to the inertia his body.From his appearance until he stood still, the whole process was as smooth as a bat shrinking and closing its wing membrane, and then critically examined the students in the entire classroom.

He looked as majestic and intimidating as Professor McGonagall, and he could make everyone in the audience shut up without saying anything.But Professor Snape looked even more impersonal than the latter, as if from his eyes to the lines of his face, everything revealed a kind of sharp sharpness.Although as the dean of a college, he looked too young, not much older than the students in the graduating class.

Aurora guessed that his age was at most in his early twenties, but unfortunately, from his attire to his attire, he had a gloomy and old-fashioned temperament, which made it easy for people to ignore his age.

"It seems that this year's final grades can be basically predicted on the first day of school." Snape said, as if he had already known all the students in the classroom in just a few seconds. The speed of speech is so fast that it is impossible to think of asking questions.

He put his left hand on the podium, his posture was slightly relaxed, and then he raised his chin slightly, maintaining the stunned speaking speed but clearly announcing all the rules in his class.

His voice was very deep, with a very textured tone, as gorgeous as the sound of a cello echoing in the empty concert hall.

But in contrast to this ear-scratching voice, the owner of the voice is very used to polishing it to be cold and hard, the words and sentences are harsh and stinging, and the insinuation and sarcasm are used with ease. Good intentions, not to mention the contempt and ulterior motives that he sometimes unconsciously reveals when he emphasizes a certain word in a sentence.

Aurora thought maybe Snape had only two options for speaking speed - fast sharp and slow and subdued, and he didn't seem to care or think at all to make his audience feel comfortable.

If possible, Snape would prefer to see his students submit and remain silent in front of him, and the kind of rebellious artist students with pioneering spirit of the times must not be his favorite object.

What a waste of voice.

Aurora thought so, and suddenly felt something was wrong.Why would I inexplicably think of so many things about his personality based on the way the other person speaks, and I don't know him.

But I have to say that Snape's opening remarks were very effective. In the following class, none of the students made petty moves or disobeyed instructions.They were divided into groups to identify some simple potion ingredients and potion configurations, and everyone quickly found their own partners, all of whom were students from the same academy without exception.

Only Aurora was left, as Hufflepuff unfortunately had an odd number of students this year.

After discovering this, Aurora was a little overwhelmed, but when she looked at Snape across the diagonal of the classroom for two seconds, she immediately gave up the idea of ​​asking Snape what to do.After all, it was clear from his first sentence that Hufflepuff students were not welcome with him, so it was best not to bother him.Although Aurora doubts that there are any students besides Slytherin who are popular with him.

"Together?" Beverly turned around suddenly, and invited the Slytherin students who were separated by two rows, and said to Aurora, "I'm alone, too."

"That would be great." Aurora quickly walked to Beverly and sat down, "Thank you."

I don't know if the Sorting Hat specially considered the talent of Potions when assigning students.Aurora didn't even know the ingredients of the potion, Beverly had already ground them in the standard order and threw them into the crucible.She raised her head slightly and glanced at the classroom. Most of the orderly ones were Slytherins, while most of the clueless ones were Hufflepuffs.

Fortunately, the only advantage of the Hufflepuffs is that even if they have no clue, they can still take it easy, giving the teacher the illusion that they all know how to do it, but their movements are relatively slow.

But obviously for Snape, the confusing effect of this illusion can be ignored, because he has already caught five or six students who fished in troubled waters.As expected, Snape's comments were definitely not pleasant, but useful enough.They quickly learned how to do the remaining steps correctly.

To be honest, Aurora's talent in potion science is really lackluster, but her ability to imitate is very strong.Following Beverly's example, she listened to Snape's mixed remarks to the other students several times, and took it step by step seriously.Although the quality of the final potion was not bad, it was considered a success after all. It didn't blow up the crucible like Caroline did.

Snape happened to be standing next to Caroline at the time, so the rescue was timely.But looking at Snape's cloudy face, Aurora instantly felt that the sky outside was very bright compared to him at this moment.

"Miss Cooper, it's amazing to have such an impressive performance on the first day of the new term!" Snape flung off his robe sullenly, the corners and hem of which were scorched by the hot potion. His voice sounded like a harbinger of an approaching storm, "Hufflepuff will be proud of you because he'll get two points for your actions."

Light and dense laughter came from the front half of the classroom, and Caroline's ocean-like blue eyes instantly burst into waves, and water droplets were about to overflow at any time.But seeing Snape's furrowed brows and lingering anger in his eyes, Caroline insisted on holding back her tears.

What a gentle and lovely teacher.

Aurora fully understood how reasonable the sympathy of the students at the train station was for the new students, and also understood that there was no doubt about what Remus said.

"Have you finished all your other tasks?" Snape looked up, his gloomy gaze swept across the classroom, Aurora sensitively avoided it a second before meeting his gaze.

She continued to look down at the potions book in her hand.

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Calculating the time, the professor was only 21 years old when he first became the dean, and the graduating class is generally eighteen or nineteen years old.