From the words of Gwenog Jones, everyone quickly got a startling message:

Stark bought the old Quidditch club, the Chadley Cannons.

This is certainly not a losing deal.

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

It's like the fish-belly Knicks, which are so bad every year that they can't even enter the playoffs, and their players are booed by their own audience...

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

The reasons for this are, of course, multi-faceted.

Geographical factor is on the one hand, great attention and exposure, it has a performance beyond the record.

On the other hand, like the "basketball mecca" Madison Square Garden, the home of the Chadley Cannons is also the Holy Land of Quidditch.

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

Of course, this refers to the stars of other teams, who exploded like a **** of war!

And the Chadley Artillery team is at home, just like the away game, with a ten thousand years background board.

In this holy land of stalking, it doesn't matter if the home team plays badly, and the visiting team suddenly looks like the home team, which does not prevent everyone from watching the game.

Therefore, with the addition of various factors, although the Chadley Artillery Team is bad, it is still profitable.

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

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

Prosperous antiques, troubled times gold. Now is the time of war, and gold is really valuable.

Stark can still be so generous, so rich!

However, William wants to reverse the record of the Chadley Cannons, and it is not so easy.

In Rita's opinion:

"For the Chadley Cannons to win the game, they need to replace the entire team and drink several cauldrons of Flux."

(Rowling: Actually, my mother said it!)

It can be seen that this team is really rotten to the root.

When did it start to rot?

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

Wait... that summer of 1892, wasn't it the time when Mrs. Dumbledore entered Hogwarts?

In addition to the principal's daily whipping of the Chadley artillery team, the beginning of the words is usually:

"The **** is a sure thing, like the Chadley Cannons, who will be bottom of the league this year."

Man, the case is solved.

Dumbledore was the culprit who led the Chadley artillery team to loneliness.

He is the first person to curse!

It seems that the curse of the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor is all petty, and Voldemort has the same example as Dumbledore.

Having said that, no matter whether William can reverse the record and restore the glory of the Chadley Artillery Team, everyone looks at him with more enthusiasm.

Most people buy the international version of the broomstick, which is amazing. This man just bought the club because he liked it.

this gap.

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

Being a trainee assistant to the minister before graduating, this qualification is completely aimed at the minister.

The two have left their peers far behind.

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

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

William has already bought the team. If Gwenog Jones, the captain of the Holyhead Harpies, is added to assist him, is the league champion still in his hands?

(Gwenog Jones: Meow Meow Meow?)

In short, everyone has a bright future.

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

Because he had just gotten word that Peeves was hyping that he had an affair with Harry.

During this time, no one invited him to dance.

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

Seeing that no one was around, Harry asked in a low voice, "Professor, I have something I want to ask you."

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

"Have you heard the name Erin Prince?"

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

Slughorn looked at the photo, frowned and said:

"I have an impression, I think about it. Oh, this is a student of mine more than 50 years ago. She played very well with Gobstone and was the captain of the school team."

"Ah, I remember, she married a Muggle after graduating." Slughorn displayed a strong memory of students of all kinds.

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

"Who is her son...?" Harry became nervous.

He needs to know who the Half-Blood Prince is.

"You know this man too." Slughorn laughed. "Severus, we were discussing you."

Harry was horrified to see Slughorn stretch out an arm, as if he had hooked Snape out of the air.

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

Hearing Irene's name, Snape's face instantly gloomy.

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's also your credit, you taught him for five years! "

Snape was caught by Slughorn's arm around his shoulders~lightnovelpub.net~, unable to move, his eyes fell on Harry down the hooked nose, his black eyes narrowed.

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

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

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

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

"You didn't see his performance in class lately, he was only a little worse than Hermione throughout sixth grade."

"Really?" Snape stared at Harry like diamonds.

Harry was a little uneasy, lest Snape pursue the source of his new talent in Potions.

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

Just as Harry was trying to cover up, Slughorn's next words left him stunned, as if he had been met by a troll.

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

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

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

He turned and left, his robe fluttering like a **** 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 school. He helped her a lot..."

Harry stood there blankly, as if the light had moved away from him.

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