[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-learning-panel":3,"chapter-hogwarts-learning-panel-hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-10":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Hogwarts Learning Panel",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2250248,4210,"Chapter 10","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-10",10,"\u003Cp>The first messenger owl flew out of the owlery, and the first streak of orange sunlight climbed the towers of Hogwarts Castle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corridors buzzed again with activity,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a large group of young wizards heading down the spiral stairs toward the dungeons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I heard the Potions professor is Professor Snape,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael rubbed his bleary eyes—he’d spent last night studying a quill and was still yawning—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“rumor from the Ravenclaw common room: the older wizards say Professor Snape is the very one in all of Hogwarts—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he paused deliberately, making Terry beside him stretch his neck and press his ear closer,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>even the murmurs of surrounding students grew quieter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s the one in all of Hogwarts—who deducts the most house points.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice trembled, matching the growing chill in the air; the students’ faces turned paler.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid this artificially constructed tension,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>they arrived at the Potions classroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a basement room, several degrees colder than the castle above,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and even by day, little sunlight reached here,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>lit only by floating candles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along the walls stood glass jars filled with various animal specimens,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean chose a seat not far from them, turning his head to see a bat’s spleen,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a material used in potion-making, for Swelling Draught.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had barely sat down when a boy with dimples took the seat beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wizard Sean, I knew you’d come early.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jia Siting beamed with a warm smile, then took out his glass flask and placed it neatly on the desk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael, who had been trying to sit beside Wizard Sean, stared wide-eyed, checking again in disbelief:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Illusion? When did he get here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he muttered and found a random seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon all students had arrived; perhaps due to the cold environment, or perhaps because of Snape’s terrifying reputation, not a single student dared shout or scream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In complete silence,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bang—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A loud crash came from the dungeon door as a sallow-faced man with a hooked nose strode in,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his cloak billowing like black bat wings,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and in three swift, precise, decisive steps he mounted the podium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Listen—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his voice was cold and low,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“this class does not require you to chant spells mindlessly or wave your wands wildly…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>so I assume few of you understand how to appreciate potion-making as a profound science and precise art,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>yet for the very few who truly have the inclination,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I will teach you to confuse minds and deceive senses,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I will teach you to earn fame and forge glory…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>on one condition only: that you are not the usual kind of idiot I encounter!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice, dark and commanding, instantly silenced the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hannah Abbott! Tell me how to treat a slug!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze sharpened like a storm sweeping over the young witch beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under that stare, the girl with braids’ voice trembled:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boil them, Professor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hannah had clearly reviewed the textbook beforehand—even though this was only\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>she narrowly escaped punishment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sit down!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape’s expression did not improve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wizard Sean Green, tell me how you would treat a horned slug?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leaned forward slightly, blocking the candlelight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boil them longer—about three minutes, Professor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean answered immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Acceptable,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape swept away instantly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wayne Hopkins! What is bezoar?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He loomed over Wayne like a black cloud; the short-haired boy’s voice came out strained:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t know, Professor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If your troll-sized brain could still function, you’d know bezoar is a solid substance extracted from a goat’s stomach, used as an antidote in potions.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape’s deathly gaze remained fixed on Wayne; the short-haired boy began to tremble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sit down! Hufflepuff loses one point—for Wayne’s empty head!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He scanned the room; no one dared meet his eyes,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why aren’t you all writing this down?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the oppressive atmosphere, students scribbled furiously, as if writing could shield them from Snape’s storm,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and Snape’s deadly roll call continued,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ernie Macmillan!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was like a merciless point-deducting machine; when the questioning ended,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ravenclaw had lost six points, and Hufflepuff had lost a full twelve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This naturally sparked a thought in Wizard Sean’s mind:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slytherin’s six-year streak of dominance… must be tied to Professor Snape’s efforts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the original story, Professor Snape kept a list of every student’s name to make point deductions easier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Snape—he really…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What Snape said next made Wizard Sean lean in, listening closely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Listen carefully—if anyone dares alter a potion recipe or add or remove steps—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape’s dark gaze swept over every face, ensuring no one dared to lose focus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he began instructing the steps for Wartbane Potion, a simple remedy for boils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before him, the cauldron steamed; within minutes, bubbles rose, turning into a thick, ink-green brew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t expect any of you to succeed quickly—only hope no idiot creates a hazard—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>what are you waiting for? Pair up and start now!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jia Siting’s face turned pale; he forced calm and followed the steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean wasn’t faring much better—not because of Snape’s oppressive aura, but from anxiety over his own unknown potion talent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Slugs, dried nettle, ground snake fang, porcupine quills…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean, these are correct, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jia Siting watched Wizard Sean arrange the ingredients, asking with lingering fear; seeing Wizard Sean’s calm face, he himself relaxed somewhat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean nodded, then began processing the ingredients according to the textbook’s standard,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Follow the steps—we’ll start with the slugs.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jia Siting immediately understood and lit the cauldron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The book said the cauldron needed preheating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Use my cauldron?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jia Siting asked softly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean glanced at Jia Jia Siting’s silver cauldron, then nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cauldron’s quality doesn’t greatly affect potion quality, but Jia Jia Siting’s silver one was far superior to Wizard Sean’s own third-grade brass cauldron, bought with gritted teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It offered a slight boost in success rate—even if only psychological.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s not bad to have a hidden rich kid sitting beside you,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean thought.\u003C\u002Fp>",979,"2026-06-19T10:00:40.768Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","197512f6d6c7dd0c34d06624b15463e0aab586049e6b302233f940911f176f2d","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-11","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-9",526,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-learning-panel-cover.jpg"]