[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-learning-panel":3,"chapter-hogwarts-learning-panel-hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-218":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},2250456,4210,"Chapter 218","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-218",218,"\u003Cp>Transfiguration Office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor McGonagall was furious, but she cared more whether Wizard Sean had been hurt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, with the coldest expression, she placed the Fire Dragon Analysis Notes into Wizard Sean’s hands, and after a brief conversation with Professor Flitwick, sentenced him to two weeks’ detention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean kept nodding; the professor sighed, having thought of something, and gently pushed him out of the Transfiguration Office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean had barely stepped out when he was surrounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione gave him a huge hug, then Harry, and finally Ron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You shouldn’t have done that.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione said haltingly, her eyes still red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry and Ron said nothing, but their meaning was the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean thought for a moment, then looked at Justin, who was smiling with arms crossed, and said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It was Justin’s idea.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione and the others didn’t believe it—they all knew Justin’s ideas always followed Wizard Sean’s lead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean knew he couldn’t leave the corridor without saying something, so he spoke slowly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well, because we’re friends.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, while the young wizards stood stunned, he slipped away from the corridor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When point deductions affected all four houses, there was little left to blame or compare—only a faint curiosity: why had Green broken the school rules?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The explanation spread from Ravenclaw’s own ranks,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>no one knew exactly what was said, but everyone who heard it closed their mouths on gossip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid this strange, peculiar atmosphere,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean was about to depart for the Alchemy Assembly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped out of the Alchemy Office, heart fluttering with quiet excitement—his ritual was complete!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lacked nothing now!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though it was only a small fire dragon, one day he would make real Fire Dragon Cookies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And a squad of small fire dragons was still a fire dragon legion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fangs and fireballs don’t reason with wizards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the corridor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The invitation trembled slightly; under the flickering candlelight, Wizard Sean read:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Under the light of the Aether, magic flows like liquid silver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alchemists weave through ancient runes, yet none know the path ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, we come for the future of magic—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The International Alchemy Assembly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>tomorrow,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>awaits—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Your carried future.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The invitation grew scorching hot, transforming into something like a contract.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean felt it curiously for a moment—a distant place seemed to form a faint link with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he was about to return to the Hope Hut and pack his belongings, he ran into Harry, who was now pressed against a door crack, utterly focused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean remembered Harry had been buried in revision these past days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The five of them always studied together, staying up late every night, memorizing complex potion recipes, spells and incantations, major magical inventions and the dates of goblin rebellions…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean had thought nothing could shake their resolve to achieve good grades together with their friends.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Wizard Sean drew closer, he heard muffled sobs coming from the classroom ahead—it was Professor Quirrell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I—I can’t do this… can’t do this… please…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He seemed to be under threat…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the nearest point to the door, Harry frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Snape was staring intently at Professor Quirrell—he might even be threatening him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Professor Quirrell showed no sign of yielding; he refused Snape’s demand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Listening to his voice, Harry knew what a desperate person might do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Quirrell’s danger had sharply increased; Harry rushed down the corridor in three strides.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled out the plan map Wizard Sean had given him and touched one point on it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, across the entire map, Harry’s name glowed red, and simultaneously, every other name lit up red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above Harry’s name, three words appeared: “Emergency Round Table Council.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes—he had used the plan map to summon the Round Table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind Harry, Wizard Sean quietly set down the slightly trembling map.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He watched Professor Quirrell hurry out of the classroom, adjusting his scarf. His face was pale, as if he might burst into tears at any moment, and he strode out of Wizard Sean’s sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Quirrell—Wizard Sean didn’t know whether he was fully under Voldemort’s control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But seeing the scarf he never removed, Wizard Sean knew that for now, the professor had not gone to seek Headmaster Dumbledore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If only before the Forbidden Forest, before the unicorn’s cry… everything could still be saved…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Quirrell hurried to the shadow at the corridor’s end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body trembled; in the Dark Arts Defense Office, a squirrel cookie remained, its 【Happy Easter】 inscription worn away until only 【Resurrect】 remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sat in the dark, hunched and shrinking, beginning to grade papers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, without hesitation, he wrote a large “O” over “Wizard Sean Green,” then quickly took it away, staring blankly at “Harry Potter.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He usually couldn’t string together a few words, but now his mind churned violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The troll—he had introduced it, caused chaos; that was merely a plausible excuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What kind of troll could create chaos inside a castle guarded by the greatest white wizard…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And for himself, a Dark Arts Defense professor, to be fainted by a troll—how absurd…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like he was now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…Snape pressed closer; the… great master demanded he drink unicorn blood again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought he had no choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, perhaps, a sliver of possibility had opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What should he do?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore ignored his silent plea—would he repeat the same mistake?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The unicorn… was the purest creature…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Quirrell seemed to have made his decision; as he stepped out, he bumped into Harry, who was “passing by” unprepared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hand touched Harry’s—but nothing unusual happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The second Round Table meeting” began with Harry rushing breathlessly into the hut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They confirmed Professor Quirrell’s danger had risen, yet they had no proof to expose him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And at this critical moment, Wizard Sean was leaving, Dumbledore was leaving, and even more unsettling—Harry’s detention was about to begin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weather visibly worsened; the Great Hall’s ceiling grew darker and heavier than before, rain pattering against the high windows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire castle seemed steeped in an atmosphere of storm and turmoil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid this storm, they watched silently, with reluctance and unease, as Wizard Sean left the Hope Hut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he was gone, the wind grew louder, howling and making the biting vines shriek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry unclenched his fist and saw the note in his palm, written in bold letters:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Your detention begins tonight at eleven. Find Mr. Filch in the entrance hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor McGonagall】\u003C\u002Fp>",1062,"2026-06-19T10:00:41.888Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","2f3d0326e745fd92f3bb25956ef1140aae6f5d4fb6fedc9a29163ebe778afc0c","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-219","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-217",526,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-learning-panel-cover.jpg"]