[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-learning-panel":3,"chapter-hogwarts-learning-panel-hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-136":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},2250374,4210,"Chapter 136","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-136",136,"\u003Cp>When Wizard Sean Green passed by here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malfoy and Harry rolled around in the snow together, while Ron, Crabbe, and Goyle were grappling with each other, punching and kicking, each screaming in pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean silently summoned two snowmen, who quickly pulled them apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malfoy shuddered, didn’t look at Wizard Sean, let out a faint hum, then left with Goyle and Crabbe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for Harry, he now felt even more like a baboon—this time without even his wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean watched Harry and Ron for a while; both kept their heads down, somehow feeling guilty for no clear reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing seemed amiss, no need to visit the infirmary… so Wizard Sean walked away too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Harry and Ron, it looked like Wizard Sean was disappointed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, they were wizards—before the Green Notes appeared, Wizard Sean had already given them the notes, whose content was far more detailed than any anthology.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet one went to train in Quidditch, something Wizard Sean disliked, and the other obsessed over wizard’s chess—learning not a single proper spell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Harry, have we really lost all chance…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, Ron couldn’t even force a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had always wanted to join the secret organization. Think about it—they six had all survived the troll incident, and the other four were all improving: Justin, outstanding in Herbology and spells; even Neville had earned Gryffindor eleven points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now everyone’s impression of him had changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think so…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Harry, Ron, good morning—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jia Siting couldn’t take it anymore; he burst out from the snow in the courtyard, blinking his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I say, if you want to know the outcome, why not just ask him yourself?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Wizard Sean walked down the corridor, he half-expected Fred or George to pop out from somewhere—but fate disagreed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Wizard Sean, no longer waiting, went outside the castle; from occasional observations of Harry, he knew Gryffindor had training that afternoon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the stained-glass window on the third floor, Professor McGonagall watched the young wizard leave solitary footprints in the snow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind her, several Slytherins crept furtively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young wizard! Foolish young wizard!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sudden appearance of Mr. Owl startled them, and they instantly fled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mr. Owl glanced at the group led by Luo Jie, his eyes revealing clear, human-like disappointment and confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, the eagle door knocker of Ravenclaw’s common room seemed to malfunction that day, asking several difficult questions in succession, leaving several Ravenclaws shivering outside in the wind for hours.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the Quidditch pitch, Wizard Sean had reached the locker room door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two patches of red flame suddenly sprouted from the snow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Seeing you at the Quidditch pitch—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fred leapt out of the snow, a badge in hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We knew another alchemical genius had emerged!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>George looked genuinely pleased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fred, damn it! Where’s my prefect badge?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a neatly dressed man stepped out of the locker room, his tone sharply irritated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Percy Weasley, Gryffindor’s prefect. He followed rules rigidly, loved yelling at rule-breakers; Ron called him a bookworm, obsessed with appearances and utterly inflexible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He clutched a copy of How Prefects Gain Power, making Fred sneer; he shouted at full volume:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m George, Percy! Didn’t How Prefects Gain Power teach you to tell this apart? What a pity—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dragged out his final syllable and winked at Wizard Sean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine—George! Tell me, where’s my prefect badge?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He roared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It was a joke—I’m Fred!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Give it to me!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so Fred was chased around by the furious Percy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>George and Wizard Sean watched them; then George pulled a badge from his pocket:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t get it—why do prefects have to polish their badges so much?… Run west, Fred!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shouted. Fred changed direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, by the way, about floating quills—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he finished speaking, Wizard Sean produced his own alchemical creation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I knew you had the same talent as us—qualified! Very qualified!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>George blinked, tucked the floating quill into his bag alongside the prefect badge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I didn’t expect you to finish it in two weeks—you’re clearly born for alchemy!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, do you have notes or a diary? Write now—even if it’s not proper alchemical practice, you don’t even know what alchemy is yet!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course, Professor Tera will find you fascinating—we just need to engineer a few chance encounters…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean handed over his notebook; George patted his shoulder, wearing the expression of “we’re clearly the same kind.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Professor Tera—who’s that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh! Good question! Professor Tera is a council member of the International Alchemical Association and the most mysterious professor in the school—only sixth- and seventh-year wizards ever meet her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More importantly… Fred! To your right!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>George shouted, warning Fred, who was playing hide-and-seek with Percy around the common room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then they saw Percy storming toward them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not good—let’s go, Green!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>George vanished in a flash, calling back as he ran:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t worry—we’ll find you, Great Green!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Great Green?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Percy was furious, but he seemed to have caught an intriguing word; he stopped and turned to Wizard Sean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, Mr. Green.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Percy forced himself to appear friendly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Green was no ordinary student—he passed the flying test and wrote the wildly popular Green Notes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Percy had read the book; even the history of magic section was so well-written he had to admit it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In short, whether becoming a Quidditch star or a future magical scholar, he owed Wizard Sean a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello, Mr. Weasley.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean replied politely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, just call me Prefect Percy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He seemed unusually approachable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the locker room, the oak door stood slightly ajar, revealing warm light and muffled voices from within. At the snow’s edge, Fred had his arm around George’s shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m going to throw up my lunch—call me ‘Broken’ Percy instead…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fred made a grotesque face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rarely, he didn’t hear George’s reply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned his head—only saw George staring blankly at a notebook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Great Green Notes?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fred feigned shock, but George remained lost in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He instantly grew serious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah… spent two days, barely made the floating quill…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strange, George—is this English?”\u003C\u002Fp>",1004,"2026-06-19T10:00:40.768Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","bb91c2151d8dc1d50e00c4bd3b7ce7808b254b903b0a72bc39ef51e89e914986","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-137","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-135",526,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-learning-panel-cover.jpg"]