[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-learning-panel":3,"chapter-hogwarts-learning-panel-hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-14":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},2250252,4210,"Chapter 14","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-14",14,"\u003Cp>“Oh, such a diligent child—of course that’s fine, but…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Sprout placed a box of hazelnut chocolate in Wizard Sean’s palm, then waved her wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The flowers, grass, and dirt clinging to Wizard Sean vanished instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Every year, some young shoots try to take root in the greenhouse, but few can endure the endless, grueling labor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Sprout tilted her head slightly, her gentle eyes now holding a hint of amusement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I suppose I could tell you a story.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Professor, can you tell it next time?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bruce, beside him, had turned bright red, drawing Wizard Sean’s curious glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Very well, Mr. Dickinson.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Sprout’s smile grew warmer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leon and Pistor, hiding behind the seedlings, burst out laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey hey hey! You two!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bruce looked as if he’d been fully cooked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, did I laugh? Sorry—I can’t help it whenever I think of someone scrambling out of the greenhouse…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leon laughed even louder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pistor, do you remember his sleep-talking?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whipping Willows, geraniums, save me, Devil’s Snare!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chubby Hufflepuff senior mimicked it earnestly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone present chuckled softly; the atmosphere lightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, alright—I admit the greenhouse is dangerous and fascinating, and also terribly tiring.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bruce raised his hands in surrender, sighing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s why so few wizards stick with it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spoke these words while staring directly at Wizard Sean, his face serious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean murmured in reply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I want to try.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was quiet, yet unmistakably stubborn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The greenhouse was always short-staffed; compared to direct and effective spells, engaging Transfiguration, or thrilling Quidditch,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Herbology had always drawn only the hardworking Hufflepuffs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet even diligent, kind Hufflepuffs didn’t stay rooted in the soil forever,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>let alone touch dangerous plants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Professor Sprout had agreed to Wizard Sean’s request.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her gaze at him was no different from the one she gave those once-passionate Hufflepuffs—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>some admiration, some delight, and some quiet resignation toward the likely outcome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the corridor outside the greenhouse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A long, blue Quick-Quotes Quill floated before Wizard Sean—a magical alchemical artifact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When placed vertically on parchment, it would automatically begin taking rapid notes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean had bought only one, mainly to help organize his thoughts and record inspirations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the way, stationery prices in the magical world were truly expensive—this quill had cost Wizard Sean a full ten Sickles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Wizard Sean had still gritted his teeth and bought it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Never skimp on learning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was Wizard Sean’s thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Step One: Learn the processing methods for all ingredients of the Wartcap Potion】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The quill scratched softly against the parchment as Wizard Sean wrote down his current goal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Sprout had already approved his request.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just moments ago, Bruce had demonstrated how to identify and process dried nettle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next time, perhaps he could ask about the other ingredients—he thought Professor Sprout wouldn’t refuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once he understood the ingredient processing, the next step would be practice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heat control and stirring couldn’t be learned from books—only through personal experience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if he succeeded once, he could use his panel to grind it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plan was feasible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean tucked the quill into his bag as Bruce’s teasing voice reached his ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I remember in our first Herbology class, distinguishing mature white moss stumped half the class,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he watched Wizard Sean taking notes with keen interest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Looks like you’ll shine in the next Herbology lesson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Sprout never withholds points from students who study ahead.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Points?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean didn’t care much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Points wouldn’t help him win a scholarship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor McGonagall said the scholarship criteria were set by the Headmaster, who would weigh his academic progress and professors’ evaluations together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Headmaster Dumbledore was, of course, fair and wise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean believed that if he met the standard, Dumbledore wouldn’t hesitate to award him 600 Galleons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was he who had unhesitatingly approved Wizard Sean’s scholarship application.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it had been some Black Headmaster, Wizard Sean would’ve had to grind Azkaban’s three-piece set to borrow money from Dark Wizards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He remembered Hogwarts: Legacy vividly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a popular saying inside it:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Voldemort is terrifying because he personally killed hundreds of people.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm, and then what happened the next day?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean’s thoughts drifted. In the orphanage, everyone was good at zoning out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before his panel activated, when he could only lie weakly in bed, Wizard Sean had done the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was when he realized: some silence wasn’t because there was nothing to say—it was because no one cared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of that changed the moment the owl smashed through the drafty window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Wizard Sean cherished every chance to learn magic—even white trash, he’d grind into legend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, you probably haven’t felt the importance of the House Cup yet,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but believe me—it matters a great deal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though we don’t mind the Great Hall decorated with flags of other houses during the Yule Feast,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>aren’t Hufflepuff’s yellow and black clearly more attractive?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bruce said, his expression dreamy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean nodded, and only then did Bruce notice the small wizard beside him was a Ravenclaw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gave a forced laugh:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ha—I mean, blue and green are pretty nice too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yellow and black look great.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean said seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With little time left before the first afternoon class, Wizard Sean shoved the hazelnut chocolate into Bruce’s hands and turned toward the stairs leading to the History of Magic classroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Bruce, goodbye.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only his faint voice lingered in the corridor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nice little wizard—hard to believe he isn’t a Hufflepuff.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leon watched Wizard Sean’s retreating back and smiled gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I wonder who said: Professor Sprout…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t say it…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leon’s face darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him, Mr. Pistor merely smiled faintly, unfazed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mr. Pister, beside him, merely curled his lips in a knowing smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving the greenhouse, Wizard Sean had to consider how to resist Professor Binns’ lullaby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the rumor-filled Shrieking Shack had never once been haunted,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hogwarts was unquestionably the most haunted place in Britain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without doubt, because on these damp islands,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There is no doubt on this point, for on these damp islands,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It is said that one can see or sense more ghosts than in any other place on earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Harry Potter’s world, ghosts are also called specters,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>they are transparent, three-dimensional apparitions of deceased wizards who remain present in the world of the living.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Muggles cannot become specters after death, and no wise wizard would choose to do so.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only those wizards who are “unable to let go” refuse to enter the next world, whether out of fear, guilt, or attachment to the material realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Professor Binns, his attachment is reading textbooks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean Green is certain.\u003C\u002Fp>",1095,"2026-06-19T10:00:40.768Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","38b8b4236e0b089adbdc539c0197109815db8afc78a7ce7d544f24f2029383a4","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-15","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-13",526,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-learning-panel-cover.jpg"]