[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-learning-panel":3,"chapter-hogwarts-learning-panel-hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-263":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},2250501,4210,"Chapter 263: Roland","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-263",263,"\u003Cp>\"My lord—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peeves ran amok everywhere, but was finally cornered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I was wrong, my lord! Please forgive Peeves just this once—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bloody Baron simply watched him until his heart-rending wails ceased, only then asking tentatively:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That little wizard—oh—that Green!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bloody Baron continued to gaze at him coldly; after a long while, he departed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Left behind, Peeves became cheerful again, hopping and humming as he headed upstairs:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh—a little wizard, must not provoke—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he walked, he loosened the carpet laid upon the stairs, hoping to make someone slip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the corridor, Wizard Sean knocked on the door of the Transfiguration office; he heard an exceptionally gentle voice say, \"Come in, I... child.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pushed the door open; with a wave of her wand, the professor caused all scattered letters to leap into their envelopes on their own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good afternoon, Professor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean placed his notebook on the desk; for the professor, he believed the greatest joy was seeing her students make progress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, he had always persisted in recording his insights and learning progress; unsurprisingly, the professor was indeed very pleased with this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>December brought more snow; looking from the outside windows inward, one could likely see an incredibly fantastical scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A beetle, astonishingly, transformed into an owl with a *whoosh*; this owl flew out the window, spreading its wings against the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its wings brushed past frost-covered turrets as it steered steadily through the wind and snow, a roll of parchment clutched in its talons, finally vanishing from Wizard Sean and Professor McGonagall's sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a short while, it flew back in through another window with a \"hoo-hoo-hoo,\" the letter carried in its talons still dusted with white snow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[You practiced Advanced Transfiguration once to the standard of a Proficient Hand; Proficiency +300]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean stroked the owl's feathers; he waved his wand, and the owl transformed back into a small beetle, which spread its transparent wings and flew to a spot not far from the fireplace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean once again recorded his insights; in the aspect of Transfiguration, he was always skilled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes sparkled brightly as he waved his wand again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[You practiced Advanced Transfiguration once to the standard of a Proficient Hand; Proficiency +300]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[You practiced Advanced Transfiguration once to the standard of a Proficient Hand; Proficiency +300]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What he failed to notice was that as the number of times he performed Transfiguration increased, Professor McGonagall's hand gripping the letters trembled slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I should have known...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice was faint, much like her dimmed eyes whenever she sat in the corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...He always managed to avoid making people worry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After taking a sip of the honey-lemon tea in the Transfiguration office, Wizard Sean's fatigue slowly receded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his body mostly recovered, his fatigue was no longer as severe as before, and his recovery speed was even quite fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regarding Transfiguration from \"living creature\" to \"living creature,\" he had already stabilized at the Proficient Hand stage; next, as long as he proceeded with the rune carving according to Professor Terra's books, he would have completed all preparations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even better news was that Senior Leon had accidentally provided him with a sample, giving him a reference case.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A moment later, Wizard Sean thought of the Weisilais; they must be selling Canary Cookies... which was why Senior Bruce had suffered the consequences of his own actions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving the Transfiguration classroom, Wizard Sean decided to go to the library to find some books on Ancient Runes; he had finished reading the books Professor Terra gave him, but felt something was still lacking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, even Professor Terra had not set too grand a goal for him, as could be seen from the intensity of the Howler.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the professor seemed to have higher expectations, which was why she let him choose an object for practice himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What Wizard Sean did not know was that even the Canary Cookies of the Senior Wei Wei Silai twins had been carved with runes by the professor's help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Wizard Sean?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He intended to complete it himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Wizard Sean stepped into the corridor, the Fat Lady and Lady Violet surrounded him, looking at him with cautious, expectant eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This made him feel very strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fat Lady, Lady Violet.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He greeted them politely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, oh, of course! Little Green, you and Roland Taylor—oh no! I mean Little McGonagall...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Fat Lady seemed extremely nervous, stuttering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hurry up! Fat Woman, can't you see!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lady Violet quickly pulled the Fat Lady away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Roland Taylor?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the second time Wizard Sean had heard this name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taylor...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pondering this surname, he momentarily stood frozen on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long while, he carefully took a sheet of letter paper from his bag; one corner of it was pressed beneath a shriveled violet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did his memories flow back to the previous winter; there was nothing too memorable about it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was merely lying down for three months, barely dragging his gravely ill body through the winter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes human willpower is immense, sufficient to grant a body that should have died a stubborn chance to survive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three months later, when he heard a *ding* from his panel, he could barely get out of bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one who came to care for him then was that kind old grandmother who volunteered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lamplight of a December evening blurred across Professor McGonagall's square lenses, reflecting the dying flames in the fireplace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She lowered her hand; the letter she had just read trembled lightly between her fingers, the ink on the parchment glowing brightly in the firelight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A quill rested beside Wizard Sean's open notebook, annotations halfway written; her gaze fell upon the photo frame on the corner of the desk—those were things she had never imagined, things she had never understood...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the window, heavier snow began to fall, while the wind of the Scottish Highlands howled past the castle turrets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She removed her glasses and gently pressed the bridge of her nose with her fingertips; when she looked up again, those eyes, usually so sharp, shimmered with a rare moisture, causing the leaping flames to shatter in their depths into gentle yet painful sparks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The desk, enveloped in warmth, was bare except for a small silver cat figurine and letter after letter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The content of the letters was neither short nor long, yet they weighed heavily, like massive stones crashing down amidst the flying snow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[I am very sorry, Mrs. McGonagall; as you know, the orphanage will not care for a child so gravely ill... it does not serve the masters' interests.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For three months, he was very well-behaved. God bless, he still survived. Madam, I do not mean to mention this, but he is a very obedient child; if you do not intend to adopt him, please do not send him back to the orphanage. I am powerless to do anything; only fifty pounds and a cotton coat are enclosed; please accept them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five pounds can buy a ticket to St. Catherine's Dock; please give the remaining five pounds to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That child told my mother that with just one thick coat and five pounds, he could survive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I am speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I am poor, obscure, plain, and little; but when my soul passes through the grave, my heart will be far lighter than a feather.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>May God deliver everything into his hands]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks to reader 20240203103124349 and Huo Yu San Chi for the donation!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks to Lei Ting Sha Diao Wo for becoming an Alliance Leader!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tomorrow morning at ten o'clock, three updates; tonight at ten-thirty, four updates (an extra update for the Alliance Leader).\u003C\u002Fp>",1271,"2026-06-19T10:00:41.888Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","1e4b31e90733aa64e8922c5592bf15276998c7f1d22fd2281705f25174c604a2","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-264","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-262",526,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-learning-panel-cover.jpg"]