some magical Hogwarts

Chapter 1002 Snape's Secret
From the words of Gwenog Jones, everyone soon got a surprising news:

Stark acquired the old Quidditch club - the Chudley Cannons.

It's certainly not a losing business.

Although this club seems to be cursed to be at the bottom every year, it does not prevent it from still making profits.

It's like the big Knicks, who rot every year, can't even make the playoffs, and the players are booed by their own audience...

But it does not prevent it from being the first in NBA market value.

There are of course many reasons for this.

Geographical factors are one aspect, the great attention and exposure make it perform beyond the record.

On the other hand, like the "Basketball Holy Land" Madison Square Garden, the home court of the Chudley Cannons is also the Holy Land of Quidditch.

If you don't play amazing performance here, you dare not go out and say that you are a Quidditch superstar.

Of course, this refers to the stars of other teams, super explosive, like a god of war!
And the Chudley Cannons are at home, like an away game, with a million-year background board.

It doesn't matter if the home team plays badly in this kind of shaming, and the visiting team suddenly looks like the home team, so it doesn't hinder everyone from watching the game.

Therefore, with the addition of various factors, although the Chudley Cannons are bad, they are still profitable.

But now, I didn't expect this old club to change its name to Stark.

It cost a lot, at least hundreds of thousands of Galleons.

Antiques in prosperous times, gold in troubled times.Now is the time of war, and gold is really valuable.

Stark can still spend so much, he is really rich!

However, it is not so easy for William to reverse the record of the Chudley Cannons.

In Rita's words:
"The Chudley Cannons are going to need to replace the whole team and drink a lot of Felicoids from the Cauldron if they want to win the game."

(Rowling: Actually, it was my mother who said it!)
It can be seen that this team is indeed rotten to the root.

Since when did it rot?

This club that has won 21 UEFA Cups has not won a championship since 1892 for more than a century.

Wait... Isn't it the summer of 1892 when Mrs. Dumbledore entered Hogwarts?

In addition to the principal's daily whipping of the Chadley Artillery Team, the beginning of the speech is usually:
"XX is a sure thing, just like the Chudley Cannons will be at the bottom of this year's league."

Good guy, case solved.

The culprit that led to the desolation of the Chudley Cannon was actually Dumbledore.

He is the curse No.1!
It seems that the curse of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is just a small matter, and Voldemort has followed Dumbledore's example.

Having said that, regardless of whether William can reverse the record and restore the glory of the Chudley Cannons, everyone looks at him with more enthusiasm.

Most people buy an international version of the broomstick, which is great. This guy just bought the club because he likes it.

this gap.

And Hermione, who has been around Minister Burns a lot lately.

Serving as a trainee assistant to the minister before graduation, this qualification is completely towards the minister.

The two have left their peers far behind.

Maybe wizards of the same age will graduate in the future, and these two will still be interviewers.

Harry was the most excited. William told him early on that after inviting him, he would go to the club to play.

William has already bought the team, and if Gwenog Jones, the captain of the Holyhead Harpies, is added to assist him...

Isn't the league championship in your hands?
(Gwenog Jones: Meow meow?)

In short, we all have a bright future.

Standing in the corner, Ron, who had just been signed by Gwenog Jones, didn't look too happy either.

Because he'd just gotten word that Peeves was hyping up that he was having an affair with Harry.

For a while, no one invited him to dance.

"Harry, why don't you go dancing?" Slughorn wandered around and came to Harry again.

Harry found no one around, so he asked in a low voice, "Professor, I have something to ask you."

"What?" Slughorn loosened his collar and took a glass of Romanee-Conti.

"Have you ever heard the name Erin Prince?"

Harry pulled out an old newspaper and handed the photo over.

Slughorn looked at the photo, frowned and said:
"I have an impression, let me think about it. Oh, this is a student of mine more than 50 years ago. She played very well in Gaobushi and was the captain of the school team."

"Ah, I remember, she married a Muggle after graduation." Slughorn displayed a powerful memory, and he could always remember various students.

"Later, many years later, she wrote a letter asking me to help take care of her son."

"Who is her son...?" Harry tensed.

He was going to know who the Half-Blood Prince was.

"You know this man, too." Slughorn laughed. "Severus, we're talking about you."

Harry watched in horror as Slughorn stretched out an arm, as if hooking Snape out of the air.

"Don't be sneaky, come talk to us, Severus!" Slughorn said, belching happily. "I was talking about your mother, Irene Prince Snape."

Hearing Irene's name, Snape's expression darkened instantly.

Slughorn was still chattering.

"You fully inherited your mother's talent in potions, and Harry inherited his mother's special talent in potions!

Of course, it is also your credit, you have taught him for five years! "

Snape, held still by Slughorn's arms around his shoulders, looked down his hooked nose at Harry, his black eyes narrowed.

"Funny, I never felt like I taught Potter anything.

I'm even more curious, where did you hear the name 'Erin', Potter? "

Harry quickly avoided Snape's eyes, trying to prevent his Legilimency.

"Oh, that's genius!" exclaimed Slughorn drunkenly.

"You didn't see his performance in class recently. In the whole sixth grade, he was only slightly worse than Hermione."

"Really?" Snape stared at Harry like a diamond.

Harry was a little uneasy, lest Snape go after the source of his new talent in potions.

He was even more worried that Snape would continue to pursue the name "Irene Prince".

Just when Harry was trying to cover it up, Slughorn's next words made him stunned, as if he was hit by a troll.

"Severus, I remember you and Lily are good friends."

"You remember wrong!" Snape's face was uglier than Harry's.

But it was not vicious, but a kind of panic, like a wounded doe found by hunters.

He turned around and left, his robe fluttering like a big black bat fleeing.

"Severus still has such a bad temper, I tell you, Harry. That's what Lily said." Slughorn hiccupped:

"Your mother was Muggle-born. I couldn't believe it when I found out. I thought, she was so good, especially in Potions, that she must be a purebred."

"Lily told me that it was taught by Severus. The two lived not far away. They were best friends before entering school. He helped her a lot..."

Harry stood there dumbfounded, as if the light had turned away from him.

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(End of this chapter)