[HP] Butterfly Effect

It is always the details that can see a person's true heart, and it can fully expose that person's deepest secrets.Snape remembered this truthful sentence almost as soon as he entered the secret room.

The Chamber of Secrets, like the rest of the Slytherin house, was buried under a dark and deep water-green, without any vividness at all.Everything here seems to have a deep and solemn feeling, from the carved dome glistening with water above the head to the dark green carpet on the ground, oppression and coldness creep up every inch of the place, the whole room looks like a sealed An ancient fine oil painting that exists under deep water.

This is the source of one of the oldest of Hogwarts legends. For more than 1000 years, countless principals and professors have tried to find this place, but all of them have failed. To some extent, this is also a good thing, after all, the legendary giant basilisk Abyss has lived for more than 1000 years. Not to mention, even that size is enough to scare away many wizards.

If the Chamber of Secrets was really opened, not to mention Muggle-born students, the entire Hogwarts people would not be able to survive.

Snape paused at the door for a while, took a deep breath quietly, and walked in slowly and cautiously.Soon, he found that the number of some utensils here was very subtle - two chairs, two teacups, two sets of tableware, two hangers, and even two sets of writing utensils.In addition, the most eye-catching thing is the silver vase on the black wooden table, with a bouquet of sunflowers that are incompatible with this place in terms of color and freshness.The golden and splendid flowers are the only bright colors here, blooming until solidified, as if someone has deliberately imprisoned a group of sunshine here, trying to drive away the excessively silted gloom here.

Apart from Salazar himself, there are traces of another person's life here.Snape's eyes fell on the portrait, and he saw a figure looming behind the dark curtains.Being able to be placed in the Chamber of Secrets, as the only portrait, Snape could easily guess who was behind the curtain.

At this moment, Helga quietly opened the curtains, and made a gesture of silence to the potions master in front of her, the light in her blue eyes was gentle and alienated.For a moment, he had the illusion of seeing Aurora Field, and then he looked at the Horcrux in his hand, and when he looked up again, the portrait disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

"What's wrong?" Salazar wrote in his diary.Snape looked back, realizing that the soul fragments of Salazar sealed in this horcrux didn't seem to fully know what was in his secret room, such as the portrait.It seems that just like Dumbledore said, after Salazar made this Horcrux, many things happened to become what it is today.Thinking of this, he weighed it for a while and replied: "Nothing, just curious."

Salazar didn't ask much, and continued to write very bluntly: "Did you see that black box on the bookcase? What you want is inside, take it away, and then you can leave here."

That last sentence is really quite rude.

After he finished writing, Aidara had jumped to Snape with the black box in his hand, and handed it to Snape.The box feels smooth and heavy, without any traces of splicing on the surface, as if it had just been dug out of a whole piece of wood, and it does not look like an antique after more than 1000 years.

Snape took the box and opened it, saw the manuscript sealed inside, and asked politely: "Do you want me to take your diary back?"

A soft and cold voice flowed out from the diary, which was a bit piercing and sweet in this deep environment: "You don't need to worry about it, you have already got what you want, and Aidara will take you away." Aidara on the side shook her big ears and blinked.

"Farewell, then," Snape said, disappearing with Aidara into a distorted, distorted air.

It wasn't until the room became quiet again that Salazar spoke again: "You can come out now."

After hearing this, Aurora hesitated for a moment, and slowly crawled out from under the bed, her long pale blond hair was disheveled, as if she just ran out of the refugee area.She touched the tip of her nose in embarrassment, and wanted to say something, but suddenly found that the light in the room seemed to be a little different from before, and became darker.She looked up and realized that it was because the shape of the shadow of the dome covering her head had changed.

After discovering this, Aurora stared at the watery dome above her head and said in a daze, "Eh? They weren't like this just now." The shadow was still moving slowly, as if alive.

"Should I praise you for still being in the mood to care about these things? If you want to sleep outside with Abyss tonight, I don't mind." Salazar sneered, making Aurora cringe a bit when she heard that, after all she and Abyss The communication between Salazar has always been mainly written, and he is rarely heard to speak.When he speaks with a slightly neutral voice, he has a chilling feeling when he speaks, reminiscent of the sharp fangs of a hunter piercing the throat of its prey.

"... Abyss? Well, sir... I didn't mean to break in, sorry." Aurora got up and saw that the portrait of Helga that was originally on the bedside table was gone.She blinked, sure it wasn't her illusion.

"What are you looking at again?" Salazar asked displeased. "Uh... nothing, just curiosity." Aurora replied subconsciously, and then she realized that she had said exactly the same thing as Snape, and stuck out her tongue uncomfortably.She guessed that Salazar didn't know that Helga's portrait was here?

But why?This is his secret room, isn't it?

However, her thoughts were quickly interrupted by Salazar's words, and the voice from the diary was as calm and indifferent as a piece of polished ice, unreasonable: "Have you been to the Hebdia with him?"

he?Aurora didn't know whether the "he" Salazar was referring to was Snape or Dumbledore, but she followed the other person's words: "Yes sir, I have been there."

"What did Melanie tell you?" Although Snape had already told him, he still wanted to confirm it again.

"She said, I'm a descendant of Hilary Hufflepuff, and I'm part of their family."

"Hilary? So you are her inheritor." His voice suddenly floated, and Aurora couldn't tell what kind of emotion it was, as if he was suspicious and light.She was a little confused, not knowing exactly what Salazar's attitude was towards this answer, so she just stood still and waited for Salazar's next words.

The shadows overhead changed again.It was alive, Aurora was sure.

After a while, Salazar called Aidara as if nothing had happened, and asked her to take Aurora back to the dormitory.

Aurora looked at the door leading to Helga's room and said, "Thank you sir, I think I'll go back by myself. I have two friends out there."

"It's okay, Aidara has already brought them back, Aurora doesn't need to worry." Aidara lifted her thin shoulders and replied happily, "Mr. Salazar has explained."

"Confession?" Why does this word sound terribly cryptic.

"Are you still waiting for them to go to your principal's office to tell you about your legendary experience tonight?" Salazar said sarcastically. "But, what did you tell Aidara to tell them?" Aurora asked in surprise.

"No need, they won't remember anything when they wake up tomorrow." He said, his soft and ethereal voice was a little strange because of his low voice.

Aurora had to admit that this method was too Slytherin.

"By the way. If you dare to bring some messy people into that room next time..."

As he said that, the emerald green viper on the parchment suddenly laughed strangely, its golden vertical pupils narrowed, and the soft voice contained sugar-coated venom, which fell into the air and burst into black flowers: "I will let you You watched with your own eyes how I killed them and threw them to Abyss for dinner."

Aurora was stimulated by the last sentence and trembled, her cognition clearly told her that since Salazar could say it, he would definitely do it.She nodded stiffly, clutching the edge of her pajamas tightly with her fingers, and replied as calmly as possible: "I remember, I'm sorry, there won't be a next time."

"Remember to send this sentence of mine to your principal. Since I have given him what he wants, now he has to follow my request."

"He'd better not test my words."

The diary was half-closed and suspended in the air, falling downwards. Aurora quickly caught it. At this moment, the shadow on the top of the head completely dissipated, leaving a smooth sliding trace in sight.Aidara looked up following Aurora's gaze, clapped her hands and said, "That's Abyss, Mr. Slytherin's pet basilisk."

"The basilisk...?" It turned out that the monster in the secret room was really a basilisk.Aurora suddenly felt that Hogwarts was a dilapidated building, and it was a miracle that it could flourish until now.

"Yes, Aidara has been feeding it for a long time, does Aurora want to say hello to it?"

After hearing this, Aurora trembled all over, she could hardly hold the diary in her hand, and shook her head like a rattle: "...No no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no no need to keep the diary in my hand I think it is better for me to keep a distance from it. "

"Then let's go, and we will find a chance to introduce you next time."

Aurora looked back at the empty bedside table for the last time, took Adara's hand, "Let's go." As for getting to know the Slytherin's basilisk, she prayed that she would never have this opportunity in her life.

After returning to the dormitory, the elf said goodnight to her and left quickly.Aurora put the diary on the desk in the dark, then climbed into bed, got under the quilt and fell asleep.

This time she didn't sleep well, the dream scene was reversed several times but always stayed in front of a half-hidden door, the dim light flowed out dimly, like a quiet river in the evening.The surroundings are as dark as the background of the night sky.

Aurora tried to push open the door, but suddenly remembered Salazar's warning, and withdrew her hand again.The door opened automatically a few inches from her fingertips, and Aurora saw clearly the room in front of her, which was the Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets, with water and waves in her eyes.

There was a soft humming sound, and Aurora took a few steps closer, and saw a girl in a goose-yellow classical long dress sitting in front of the dressing table, combing her light golden long curly hair with a silver comb.Sitting in this dark secret room, she looked a little weird and harmonious like the bunch of golden sunflowers blooming on the table.

After finishing the last strand of hair, the girl turned around and smiled softly at Aurora who had almost the same appearance as her at the door: "Welcome back."

return?

"Helga." Aurora looked at her and said softly.

A vague figure walked in from behind Aurora, and floated in front of Helga like a ghost. The two of them were almost hugging each other and talking about something intimately.

Soon, they looked at Aurora at the door at the same time, as if they had finally discovered that there was an unexpected visitor here.

"That...I..."

Before she finished speaking, she stepped back and fell into the abyss, and then she was suddenly awakened by a scream. When she opened her eyes, she saw the faint morning light outside the bed curtain with a kind of dim Gray-green, lifeless.

It looks like it will rain today.

"What's wrong with you Sissy?" Caroline got up and scratched her face, and turned her head towards Cecilia's bed with her eyes closed, "Did you have a nightmare?"

"I...I dreamed...I..." Cecilia sat on the bed in shock, her brown hair was messed up, "Is Aurora awake?"

Aurora lifted the bed curtain and looked at her blankly: "What's wrong?" Cecilia jumped onto her bed like a frightened little squirrel, grabbed her quilt, and said palely: "I dreamed To you...you...and..."

"Me and what?" Aurora looked at her strangely, "Are you sure you're okay? Your face is so ugly."

"I'm fine. I just, had a dream."

"What dream?"

"I..." Cecilia swallowed, staring at her with wide eyes, as if she just ran out of a movie theater showing a horror movie, "I dreamed...you and...and..."

"And what?" Aurora suddenly had a bad feeling. After all, Professor Trelawney had said more than once that Cecilia's prophecy talent was excellent.And no one can take it easy if a future seer is showing you that look right now.

Cecilia took a deep breath and said to Aurora: "I dreamed that you and Professor Snape came to my wedding together, together, together, together, to my wedding, you and Snape Professor Nepe!"

The air suddenly became very quiet.Aurora's heart skipped a beat, and she stared at her roommate with wide eyes, who also stared at her in horror.

"I think I can understand your fear, so can we continue to sleep now?" After a long while, Caroline was the first to break the silence.

"Don't you have anything to say?"

"... Does this represent any future?" Aurora asked cautiously.

"I don't know, maybe not, after all..." Cecilia said while looking at Aurora, who looked back at her with innocent eyes, "But you know, this dream itself is scary enough, isn't it? ?"

Caroline comforted her: "It's okay, it's just a dream, and it's such an outrageous dream. You're just too nervous because of the Potions exam. Don't worry, you'll be fine after the exam today."

Cecilia fell on Aurora's bed with a headache: "I hope so...but, Merlin, that dream is so real."

Aurora stuffed the pillow under her head, pinched the other's face, and smiled as nonchalantly as possible: "Oh, I think I should say... happy wedding! Do you remember the groom's face? Maybe it was a Handsome, like before...Professor Spinney." She almost blurted out Regulus Black.

Cecilia froze for a moment, quickly jumped up and smashed back on her bed, wrapping herself in a quilt.Aurora looked at the ball of quilt writhing on the bed, and suddenly felt as if she had inadvertently said something serious.

The author has something to say:

Because once the horcrux is successfully produced, it is independent from itself, so the horcrux of the snake ancestor does not know that the portrait of Helga is here.And there is another saying that the portrait will retain the basic memory and personality of the person in the painting, so if you think about it carefully, it is abuse.

Good night then.

I think I'm really poisonous, once I write HP, the HP label is gone... Embarrassing... I want to finish it as soon as possible and I keep getting stuck... Ah Xi... Annoyed