Chapter 598 Why the hell do you call me the Half-Blood Prince?

Avoiding Professor McGonagall who was waiting to catch her, Ada made her way down to the familiar potions classroom out of habit.

Halfway there, Ada suddenly remembered that the Potions Professor had changed. The owner of the underground classroom was now Horace Slughorn, a professor she didn't recognize.

Habits became natural. Ada knew that Snape had achieved his wish this school year and could finally challenge Professor Nian Po's curse. She even thought about it.

But today, Ada still walked towards the dim classroom involuntarily. She smiled, turned around and walked towards the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, where Professor Nian Pao went to escape the catastrophe.

Knock on the door and invite in, all in one go.

Ada walked into this classroom, which had been marked by Snape's mark, and was as dark as the former underground classroom.

Sometimes Ada would suspect that Snape was not a wizard but a bat spirit.

There were some pictures that had not been seen before on the walls of the classroom. Many of the pictures showed people in pain, hideous wounds and bizarrely twisted body parts. They were injuries caused by black magic, or wounds that could not be healed.

"Is something wrong?" Snape said coldly, as if the relationship between the two of them as master and disciple for many years had never existed.

"It's okay, I'm just looking for a man who calls himself the 'Half-Blood Prince'. Does Professor Snape know him?" Ada said, exposing the dark history in person, Ada wanted to see Snape's reaction.

The expected panic and shyness did not appear. Snape was like an ancient well without any waves, and his sallow face did not change at all. Ada regretted a little, she felt that she might have said it too plainly.

At this moment, Ada wants to go back in time and have a time turner. She really wanted to ask again: Are you called the Half-Blood Prince?

"How do you know?" Snape asked, lighting more candles and adding more light to the dim classroom.

The flickering candlelight made his face look a little gloomy. If he wore a mask, he would look more like a bat wandering in the darkness.

Ada walked to the place where she used to sit, pulled out a chair and sat down. Returning here felt like going home.

She said: "In "Advanced Potion Making", those illegal operations are so familiar that it's hard for me not to think of you."

Snape nodded, said "Yeah", and then died without a word of explanation. He was very cold and cool.

"How did it fall into Harry's hands? Was it a coincidence or did you arrange it in advance?" Ada asked again, "Do you want me to call you His Royal Highness?"

If "Advanced Potion Making" was arranged in advance, Ada couldn't figure it out. Giving Harry a potions secret book and some mischief spells would be worse than just throwing him a "Wizard's Duel Manual".

After all, no matter how many spells you teach Harry Potter and how powerful they are, "Expelliarmus" is his favorite and his unchanging belief in this life.

Snape pretended not to hear Ada's last joke. He said calmly: "Before moving to this classroom, I sorted out my old things and found that old book from my student days. I just threw it into the cabinet."

No wonder no student had found that book before, no wonder only Harry found the "Martial Arts Secrets". It turned out that it wasn't in the cabinet before, but Snape had just thrown it there before school started.

How does this count? Half coincidence, half luck?

For Snape, "Advanced Potion Making" was not something worth paying too much attention to. He filled in those footnotes, and of course he remembered that he also invented the spells in the book.

In other words, "Advanced Potion-Making" was a useless old book to Snape, and he wouldn't even think about it when he was sitting on the table.

It was such a tattered old book, but Harry found it like a treasure. What a poor child.

"When did you know?" Ada continued to ask, "that this book was in Harry's hands." Looking at Snape's unsurprised look, Ada guessed that he must have known "Advanced" for a long time. Potion Making" in Harry's hands.

Snape let out a loud sneer, and said sinisterly: "He is as stupid as his father, and has not inherited the advantages of his mother at all. You don't know it yet, but he is now held in the palm of Slughorn!" The little prince of potions, ha!"

In the first Potions class after the start of school, Harry got the Half-Blood Prince's "Advanced Potion Making". He followed the footnotes to make the perfect Living Hell Potion, got the only full score in this class, and won the blessing as a reward. Elixir.

The potion that Harry handed over was not something that could be achieved by "exceeding expectations".

From September last year to the present, Harry has shown a talent for potions that he had never shown in the previous five years, as if his ancestor who invented "Bone Spirit" and "Quick-Acting Hair Smoothing Lubricant" had been possessed by the soul this year.

Snape taught Harry Potions for five years. Do you know how he spent these five years? No, Snape had taught Harry for five years and naturally knew his true level.

After just one holiday, Harry's potions skills improved by leaps and bounds like a Firebolt, and he became a potions genius. Could Snape not notice the problem?

It's just that Snape didn't take back his "Advanced Potion Making".

The title "Half-blood Prince" is indeed quite shameful. If nothing unexpected happened, Snape would probably never let Harry know that he was the Half-blood Prince for the rest of his life.

Although "Half-Blood Prince" also means "Half Prince".

In the thick student directory of Hogwarts, Ada had seen the surname Prince. It was said that this family was a potion family. The last Prince to show up at the school was Irene.

Erin Prince comes from a family of potions. She was once the captain of Gobstone in her school. Her father and ancestors were both potion masters. Her name has also been published in the Daily Prophet.

When Eileen graduated from Hogwarts, she should have been as outstanding as her father and grandfather, and became a master, but today's wizarding world has long forgotten her, and has also forgotten Prince, a family of potions.

Just because after graduation, Erin left the magical world and married a Muggle named Tobias. Erin Prince's son was standing in front of Ada at this moment.

"Is there anything else? If not, please leave." Snape broke the silence, with a bit of alienation in his words, as if he had really forgotten what he had taught Ada over the years.

He continued: "I think there is a teacher who is looking for you in the castle right now and wants to have a good chat with you."

"Now is not the time to meet, let alone talk." Ada's eyes dimmed, "Besides, I still have something to ask you, and I will keep pestering you until I get the answer, and you won't be able to get rid of it. "

"The Unbreakable Vow, the oath between you and Narcissa Malfoy." Ada continued, "What exactly is going on?"

At the mention of this oath, Snape's expression changed for the first time tonight, and he looked uncertain.

After a while, Snape said: "It has nothing to do with you. This is between her and me."

Polite, grooming, and indifferent, Snape had this attitude from the moment Ada entered the classroom, treating his former beloved disciple like a stranger.

"What a 'none of your business'!" Ada said. She stood up and the chair fell to the ground with a loud noise.

Ada strode towards Snape and stared into Snape's dark eyes.

She said: "It has nothing to do with me! I shouldn't care about your life and death! Just wait until the corpses are exposed in the wilderness, I will not collect the corpses for you!"