[HP] Butterfly Effect

It rained until the afternoon, and the dark clouds in the sky had not completely dissipated. The edge of the thick dark gray clouds was inlaid with a circle of hazy golden light.In such a country soaked in rain and forest all year round, gray-green is the absolute main tone. They silently and stubbornly surround Hogwarts in misty rain and mist.

The children who were waiting for their first flying lesson crowded at the exit of the tunnel, holding on to the collar of their raincoats and looking up at the sky, observing the size and density of the falling raindrops.

No wonder the whole Ravenclaw was staring at the sky and meditating in the morning, after all, the size of the rain was related to whether they were going to take flying lessons.

Aurora squatted by the steps, looking at the leaden gray sky reflected by the accumulated water on the ground, the light and shadow intertwined, chaotic and dark.She didn't wear a rain hat, and the raindrops as light as filaments fell on the top of her hair, and more fell to the stagnant water on the ground, and the circles of silver water were quickly smoothed away.

With 10 minutes left until the start of class, the Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors huddled together waiting to pick up the broomsticks for flying lessons.According to the prefect, many brooms in the school have problems, but first-year students are not allowed to bring their own, so they can only collect them in the warehouse.

Aurora never liked to compete with others for things, so she simply squatted on the edge and waited for them to pick out the leftovers before taking them.Vox, on the other hand, suffers from a more severe fear of heights than the girl Aurora, so he is not very motivated. If it weren't for this compulsory course, he wouldn't have come here at all.

Bill Weasley and Caroline seemed very interested in this class, and it was quite similar when they gestured with their brooms.

Soon, students from both colleges came to the lawn outside the school building to wait for their classes.The turf that has just absorbed water has the illusion of being soft and sunken when stepped on, and the light green grass juice splashes all over the edges of the children's rain boots.

The flying lessons were taught by Mrs. Hodge, whose distinctive short gray hair and golden eyes reminded her of some kind of hawk.

The first flight class was as chaotic as the scene of a car accident. Except for a few students who could barely keep themselves from shaking, the other students couldn't even control the direction.Vox couldn't open his eyes as long as his toes were thirty feet off the ground, and he gripped the broom with both hands until his knuckles were starting to turn white.

Mrs. Hooch told him over and over again not to push so hard, the broom would be so upset that it would throw him off.As it turned out, Mrs. Hooch was right, and Vox fell without a doubt.

Aurora is not much better, she can fly a little higher than Vox, but her control is poor, and the broom seems to be more afraid of heights than she is, and it starts to tremble when it is more than fifty feet. want to go down.She had been trying to keep a certain distance from Vox throughout the class, which was very sensible, and Merlin knew the tragic consequences of two flying wastes colliding together.

It's a pity that Vox's broom seemed to have a bad opinion of him, leading him to rampage in mid-air, and Bill tried to pull him but failed repeatedly.Aurora managed to find a high-level exercise that both she and the broom could enjoy, and was knocked out by Vox in a blink of an eye.Bill quickly grabbed his roommate back, but he could only watch in horror as Aurora fell towards the corridor.

"Order your broom to stop, Miss Field!" Mrs. Hooch yelled at Aurora as she dodged a series of screaming Hufflepuffs rushing towards her. "You must learn to control... oh, Merlin." !"

Obviously, Aurora failed to live up to Mrs. Hokey's high expectations, and flew out like an out-of-control cannon/shell, knocking the few Slytherins who had just walked around the corner upside down.The potion ingredients in the hands of the leading student instantly scattered all over the ground like a goddess, and a few slugs that had regained their freedom also flew out of the pot, stuck firmly to the portrait on the wall, and slid across the ground. One after another sticky marks.

There were also some precious portraits that fell from the shock, and the glass shattered all over the floor. To the people in the portraits, it was a disaster like a magnitude [-] earthquake.

After her forehead slammed into the rough and hard wall, Aurora seemed to have lost all five senses for half a minute, her ears were buzzing and her eyes couldn't see anything.Something warm and sticky slid down the skin and browbones all the way to the lips, Aurora dazedly reached out and wiped it randomly, it was bright red and sticky.

"My god, my god, what are you still doing! Get these disgusting things off my face!" The lady in the frame looked like her wig was going to be crooked, she huddled at the edge of the frame and stared fiercely. at the sluggish mollusc.

"How do you control the broom?! Don't you have eyes?" The leading Slytherin girl was the worst hit, with severe pain in the back of her head, dizziness, and the potion ingredients all over the floor made her want to put this stupid The freshman on the ground threw it into the black lake to calm down, "Hey, what about you! Did you hear that?!"

"I'm sorry." It took Aurora a little effort to fully see the angry face of the other party, and then there were potion materials scattered all over the floor, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I'll help you pick it up, I'm really sorry."

"Aurora, are you alright...Oh my god!" Vox ran over and pulled Aurora up, startled by the blood on her face, "Your head...I'll take you to the hospital!"

The other party was speechless for a moment when he saw Aurora's bleeding head, but then he became manic again: "Hey, you just left like this, how can I explain to Professor Snape?!" "It's my fault, I'll go and explain to Professor Snape, I'm really sorry." Aurora gradually recovered from the noise, only to feel that the wound on her head was in severe pain, and her voice trembled a little.

"It seems that Hufflepuff can't wait to be at the bottom this year." Another Slytherin girl standing next to them looked at them contemptuously, "You don't think you just admit your mistake and forget it?"

"Get out of the way, let me take a look." Mrs. Huo Qi pushed away the crowd around her, squatted down and carefully checked Aurora's injuries, and then said, "It's all gone, I'll take her to the hospital, you all give me Put the broom back on the ground and nobody move it. Otherwise I'll put his academy at the bottom of the year!"

"Come on, Aurora, let's go first." Mrs. Huoqi said, holding Aurora's shoulder.

"But those potions..."

"I knocked you down, I'll go and explain to Professor Snape." After Vaux finished speaking, a slug suddenly fell from nowhere and lay on his shoulder, slippery and long, covered by him Quickly shake off.Bill's expression looked beyond sympathetic.

At this time, someone suddenly called "Dean", and the Slytherins lined up neatly like cats that had been electrocuted.Aurora was stunned for a moment, stopped and looked back, and sure enough, she saw their young potions master standing at the corner, his eyes swept over the heroic scene on the ground, his face darkened instantly, and there was something brewing in his dark eyes. Thin anger.

Aurora felt that this young professor must be quite skilled in the art of black face, he was not as quick and thorough in splashing paint, from expressionless to gloomy and sullen, almost without any foreshadowing.If it's not because he has a strong control over his facial muscles, it's because he has mastered these two expressions so well that he can switch at will.

Snape withdrew his gaze, and his drawn-out tone seemed very sinister: "Is no one willing to explain why these potions that should have appeared in my office are now lying on the ground in such a posture?"

"I knocked them (her) down."

Snape narrowed his eyes slightly to look at the two freshmen who spoke almost at the same time, paused for half a second on Aurora's blood-stained face, and raised his eyebrows: "It's conceivable. Then, Gryffindor and Hufflepuff It's conceivable that Qi gets two points each, right?"

As soon as the words fell, the last portrait that was struggling to hold on because of the serial car crash just now also fell from the wall, just hitting the only potion bottle that was not damaged before.This time it's really all ruined.

The portrait wailed on the ground: "Merlin's socks, the smell of fresh white is terrible, who will give me a hand?!"

The expression on Snape's face froze for a moment, Aurora couldn't help bending the corners of his mouth after hearing this, but he was keenly caught: "Or do you prefer to patrol the Forbidden Forest at night? Then Just go!"

After speaking, he waved his wand, and all the potions and slugs on the ground disappeared without a trace.Immediately afterwards, Snape turned and walked away quickly and neatly.

Mrs. Hooch sighed: "Severus." She pulled Aurora towards the hospital, "But don't worry, with Hagrid here, you won't have any accidents in the Forbidden Forest. Of course, the premise is that you Be obedient enough."

Madam Pomfrey at the school hospital is a gentle and shrewd lady whose care and care for patients makes it hard to believe that she was a Slytherin student a long time ago.Although she is very strict in her work, she is the only one who has the final say in the school hospital, and Dumbledore is sometimes kicked out by her.

Prejudice is so strange sometimes, just as it is anecdotal to be gentle and considerate in Slytherin, in the eyes of many people, Hufflepuff is a college that only collects trash.

After Madam Pomfrey healed Aurora's wound, she carefully wiped off the blood on her hands and face with a wet towel.She could have done it all with a cleansing spell, but she seemed happy to talk to Aurorado for a while.

"Look at the color of your hair, how beautiful you are, and those warm eyes." Madam Pomfrey said softly, when she looked at Aurora, it seemed that she was looking at another person through her, "I There was a younger sister a long, long time ago, her hair color was the same as yours. It was light and hazy like a faint sunlight, but unfortunately she died when she was very young, she was not yet eight years old."

"I'm sorry, ma'am."

Suddenly, Madam Pomfrey asked again: "Is your surname Malfoy? Before at Hogwarts, I only saw the Malfoy family with such beautiful pale blond hair. It is the most conspicuous symbol other than the Linyuan emblem."

"My name is Field, Aurora Field." Aurora shook her head and replied.

"Field?" Madam Pomfrey thought for a while, "I knew a Feld when I was a student. He was the best student in Ravenclaw, and he was once the chairman of the Boys' Union."

"I think that should be my father." Aurora said softly. "I have a very vague memory of him. He is rarely at home, so I don't remember him very well. But he is also a Ravenclaw." Student. Edmund Field, isn't he?"

Madam Pomfrey clapped her hands in surprise, and looked at the girl in front of her more carefully: "Oh my God, you are his daughter? I still remember that he has reddish-brown hair. You must have followed your mother."

"Yes, her hair is a little darker than mine."

"Are they all right?"

"Both passed away, ma'am. My father when I was seven, and my mother when I was ten."

Madam Pomfrey was stunned for a moment, then sighed regretfully, reached out and gently patted Aurora's head: "You must miss them very much."

"It has always been like this." This sentence is very fake, because Aurora has no memory of this body before the age of six, and the only thing she misses is Marianne.As for the legendary father, she really didn't have any feelings.

"Okay, I think your injury is fine, you can go back to class. But remember to be careful next time when you have flying lessons. There are many students who fall from their broomsticks here every year."

"Thank you, ma'am."

……

It's raining again.

The continuous rainy weather can most arouse the depression in people's heart. The excessively violent weather is the best breeding ground. All the unpleasant and negative psychology can be fermented to the greatest extent under such conditions, like a bunch of people who have been sprinkled to grow. Crazy and out of control dank moss after dose.

After Snape came out of the principal's office, he saw the clear rainwater all over the world, jumping off the eaves and the ground like flying pearls and rolling jade.He had just finished a routine inspection by people from the Ministry of Magic. Ever since Dumbledore bailed him out of the Ministry of Magic and put him in an important position, people from the Ministry of Magic have come to trouble him every now and then, questioning this and that. , bothering like a group of demented trolls.

To be honest, the preparation of this group of people was very poor, the logic of the interrogation was full of loopholes, and the questions asked made people wonder whether their former induction training officer was still alive.Snape was sitting on a chair in the Headmaster's office with his hands folded, answering every question with a deadpan expression and sarcasm.

He is not a person who likes to pester, so when the ignorant opponent made him quite unhappy, Snape's tone was obviously not so friendly-although there was nothing kind in his tone at the beginning, just But when he started to get annoyed, the stinging between the words gradually became obvious.

At this time, Dumbledore would always lift the lid of the tea and scratch the rim of the cup, occasionally sighing that the tea that Professor McGonagall gave him was of such high quality that there was nothing to say.

Snape had to adjust his words deliberately.

So talking to stupid people is always the most difficult, especially when ignorance and arrogance collide, it is simply a disaster.

At the end of the cross-examination, Dumbledore added a sentence in a timely manner, showing his absolute trust in Snape as the bailman and the headmaster: "Professor Snape is fine here now, and he will help the headmaster." The hospital made a lot of healing potions, which helped Madam Pomfrey and our students a lot."

"We are delighted to hear that, Professor Dumbledore. We will call again some other day."

"At any time." Snape said dryly, without any emotion.

After getting rid of the trolls, he declined Dumbledore's invitation to tea and walked quickly from the headmaster's office to his own.

The ethereal and melodious music broke into his ears when he first came to the first floor and saw the rain curtain all over the sky.

It is like a harp but obviously has a violin sound. It is so leisurely and light that people can't ignore it, especially after just finishing a disgusting inspection meeting. Such beautiful and smooth music is undoubtedly the best way to sweep away The relief of the haze in the heart.

Snape inadvertently looked in the direction the music was coming from, and saw the freshman Hufflepuff who had been knocked over during flying lessons that afternoon.

According to the logic of normal people, one should not sit on a garden swing in such rainy weather.But Aurora didn't seem to notice that it was raining, holding a transparent umbrella, wrapped in the uniform bright yellow raincoat of Hufflepuff College, sitting on the swing and reading something like a letter, which belonged to someone An owl is standing on her shoulders like a loyal guard.

The dense and light raindrops danced a fast-paced tap dance on Aurora's umbrella and rain boots, and the soothing music came from the blue staff flowing from the tip of the wand in her hand.One by one, delicate notes are placed in their own positions, and together they play a beautiful, almost ethereal tune.

Her long hair hangs on both sides of her cheeks, winding straight and silently over her shoulders, condensed with scattered clear raindrops, and sporadic dark red bloodstains that haven't had time to wipe off.

She was sitting on a swing, swaying in the heavy rain, like the tail flame of the sun about to fall into the clouds.

This is the only magic Aurora currently knows, and Sirius Black taught her before entering Hogwarts.Using magic to play the sheet music on the letter paper, when he was a child who had no money to learn the piano but was envious, Sirius used this method to make Aurora jump with joy every time.

This time the letter came from Remus Lupine, and the original author of the accompanying score was Louis Spohr. Aurora remembered that when Sirius performed this magic for himself for the first time, he used this musician's score .

Aurora read the letter through, and then hooked her feet together to release the support from the ground.The swing began to sway slowly, and a large amount of rain fell from her umbrella, like crystal flowers shaking off the ground.

The gorgeous movement of the harp and the violin has been completed, and the second reincarnation begins.Snape remembered that he was supposed to be back in the office, not here listening to the rainy performance of a freshman who had smashed his potion.It's all because the people from the Ministry of Magic are getting more and more tricky, as if they won't give up until they catch him back.

Snape slightly curled the corner of his mouth mockingly, there was no way they would have such a chance.

At this time, Vox ran out from the corridor: "Aurora, we have to see Hagrid."

"Let's go." Aurora waved her magic wand, the dark blue staves shattered and the music disappeared.

They were going to find Hagrid, and then to the Forbidden Forest.

The author has something to say:

Arrietty'sSong-instrumentalVersion(Arrietty'sSong)-instrumental, the pure music in Mr. Gong's "Arrietty the Borrower", the harp, is very suitable for the song played by Aurora with a magic wand at the end of this chapter.

Louis Spohr, a famous harpist should ?Searched by Baidu.

By the way, in the "Harry Potter Encyclopedia", in the introduction to the professor, it is mentioned that Dumbledore bailed him out of the Ministry of Magic, so I wrote that too.

The next chapter reveals what the heroine's talent is, okay?