[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-learning-panel":3,"chapter-hogwarts-learning-panel-hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-121":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},2250359,4210,"Chapter 121: Forward","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-121",121,"\u003Cp>Fourth-floor corridor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A blurred figure was moving rapidly, nearly invisible to the naked eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hearing Parvati Patil’s words, Wizard Sean knew the plot had not changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he had just left the Great Hall, he heard the noise from within and saw Professor Quirrell’s figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This confirmed to him that Tom could hardly go on a killing spree unless he wanted to be turned into Tom #2 by Dumbledore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next, he only needed to ensure Hermione’s safety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That wouldn’t be hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless Tom’s brain had migrated to a troll’s body, even if he couldn’t defeat the troll, Wizard Sean was more than capable of dragging Hermione out—after all, this time there was no Potter locking the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Wizard Sean didn’t realize that more than one person had begun following him from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the entrance to the fourth-floor bathroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A foul stench pierced Wizard Sean’s nostrils—a mix of dirty socks and an uncleaned public toilet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he heard it—a low muttering and the heavy thud of giant feet dragging along the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the end of a corridor to the left, a massive creature was moving toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean concealed his form, preparing to find Hermione first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unexpectedly, at that moment, the giant monster stepped into a patch of moonlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sight was horrifying. It stood twelve feet tall, its skin dull and gray like granite, its massive and clumsy body resembling a pile of huge rubble, topped with a tiny head no bigger than a cocoa bean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its short legs were thick as tree stumps, ending in flat, calloused, coarse feet. The odor it emitted was nauseating. In its hand it gripped a thick wooden club, which dragged along the ground due to its long arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The troll stopped beside a door and peered inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse still, at that very moment, the door creaked slightly—as if someone inside was about to open it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the sound of opening ceased quickly, because the troll—the stinking troll—had slipped inside the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean moved in sync with the troll; with the help of the Disillusionment Charm and the Silencing Charm, he slipped into the bathroom without effort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bathroom was empty, seemingly devoid of anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But inside a stall, Hermione was clutching her mouth tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Troll! It’s a troll! A monster with danger level xxxx! Little witches and wizards have no chance to fight back against it—they’re too terrified to even cast a spell!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This voice crashed through Hermione’s mind, and worse, she had been crying for too long and had no strength left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Added to her terror, she probably couldn’t even cast a simple Levitation Charm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione crouched in the stall, on the verge of fainting at any moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the stall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean heard faint, stifled breathing; through the half-open stall door, he saw Hermione’s pale face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes were dull, her lips trembling, and though she tried to stand, she lacked the strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean’s gaze trembled. He sighed, shed all hesitation, and quietly stepped into the stall—the Disillusionment Charm receded from him like a retreating tide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression, usually calm, flickered slightly—the troll had appeared early; waiting for Potter and the others was pointless now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corridor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among the little witches and wizards sprinting toward their dormitories, Neville and Jia Jia Siting, moving against the tide, looked utterly bizarre.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The troll—twelve feet tall, weighing over a ton, with thick, leathery skin, immune to most magical attacks—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These were the words Professor Quirrell had repeatedly emphasized in Defense Against the Dark Arts class, his voice stuttering, even calling on several students to answer questions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To the little witches and wizards, the troll’s terror rivaled that of a dragon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, most of the students fleeing to their dorms had pale faces, wishing they had extra legs to run faster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you think we’ll die if the troll finds us?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One little witch trembled as she asked her companion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What else? Do you think you’re Wizard Sean? Fighting a troll alone, defeating a werewolf bare-handed, even stealing a dragon’s egg right under its nose…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little witch made a joke, but the atmosphere didn’t lighten at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jia Siting and Neville were already struggling to breathe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially Jia Jia Siting—he had just left the warm kitchen and hadn’t even had time to put on a robe; he was shivering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Actually… Wizard Sean isn’t…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neville wanted to say something, but the words only made the atmosphere heavier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once they realized Wizard Sean and Hermione couldn’t possibly fight the troll, they ran even faster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flash of lightning split the sky, followed by a roar of thunder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wind, the rain, the pounding of his heart—all dissolved in Jia Jia Siting’s mind into a gentle female voice:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You are about to enter the violent world of adults, my child. You must become unbreakable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I know justice is a rugged path. If you ever reach the moment where you must choose between lives, my child, Jia Jia Siting, remember—you need not a wand, but courage.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When does a person become unstoppable?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jia Siting thought: when he obeyed the greatest voice of his life—his mother’s call.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hut of Hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The yellowed envelope still rested on the expensive suitcase, chosen by Mrs. Fenlili, painstakingly packed with longing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now the yellowed envelope still swayed slightly in the wind, Mrs. Fenlili’s handwriting clearly visible:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Dear Jia Jia Siting:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the meaning of life, we are all miracles. Just as the future is not necessarily more important than the present, how can one face a broken future when the brave stand in the now? Yet I love you, my child. I love you—that’s all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—Never disappointed in you: Liliana】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Great Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape watched the noisy little witches and wizards, his cruel gaze sweeping the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not there, not there, still not there…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As everyone’s attention scattered, Snape easily noticed Quirrell’s absence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes grew darker than ever; after a glance at the equally panicked Professor McGonagall, they darkened further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s gone… he’s disappeared…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape’s mind reeled. Watching Dumbledore gaze at a certain direction, his fury erupted violently:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you waiting for, Albus! We must find him! Damn it! Find him!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Severus, are you speaking of Harry? He just went out—oh, he’ll be fine…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore’s words stunned Snape; then he coldly glared at Dumbledore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, in the eyes of the greatest white wizard of this century, who could possibly rival Harry Potter?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Precisely because he knew this—that Harry was always under Dumbledore’s control—he had failed to notice Harry’s departure moments ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What of the others? What of the other wizards?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmph… all expendable… pawns?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What awaited at the end of the castle stairs?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quirrell… or the Dark Lord?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The resurrected Dark Lord, the plan to prove the Chosen One’s potential, the shadowed pawn walking in darkness…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had long since nothing left to offer this filthy world, and willingly spun his cocoon at the filthy entrance of Spider Alley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet something must rise above all else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape walked out of the Great Hall with a cold face.\u003C\u002Fp>",1178,"2026-06-19T10:00:40.768Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","7e1c36eb7315ebf60ff51eb09f3a11b0a33b209dad5094d614ec5526d00aef7b","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-122","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-120",526,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-learning-panel-cover.jpg"]