[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-learning-panel":3,"chapter-hogwarts-learning-panel-hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-287":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},2250525,4210,"Chapter 287: Sorting","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-287",287,"\u003Cp>Do things like Bubble-nosed Nargles and Curly-horned Snorkacks exist in the world?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That is indeed a question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean was leading the Thestrals, and before he had time to think, he saw Hagrid returning in frustration:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think it’ll take a while for it to wander off—I’ve troubled you again, Wizard Sean. I’ll take over from here—follow me! First-years!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hagrid bellowed, and the first-years trembled as they followed him toward the boats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rest boarded those “self-moving” carriages, which lined up and rattled and swayed along the road.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They passed between the tall stone pillars flanking the gate to the school grounds, each topped with winged boars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hogwarts Castle loomed ever closer: its towering towers stood black against the dark night sky, and occasionally a window above them blazed with fiery red light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She’s really strange.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione frowned at the other students: Wizard Sean was reliable, but never voiced his dislikes outright; Jia Jia Siting was simply an idiot; Neville was even worse than Jia Jia Siting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Perhaps… I mean, yes, given what just happened, maybe that’s true.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jia Siting quickly corrected himself after noticing Hermione’s expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entrance hall glowed red from torches, echoing with the footsteps of students.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They crossed the stone floor toward the double doors on the right leading to the Great Hall, where the Start-of-Term Feast would be held.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the Great Hall, four long house tables were filled to capacity, their ceiling a pitch-black expanse without stars—identical to the sky visible through the high windows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Candles floated above the tables, illuminating the silvery ghosts scattered through the hall and the excited faces of the students, who chattered merrily, exchanged summer news, shouted greetings to friends from other houses, and inspected each other’s new hairstyles and outfits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They parted ways here, and Wizard Sean slowly walked toward the Ravenclaw table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strangely, the entire length of the table was filled, save for a few seats at the very front reserved for Wizard Sean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Wizard Sean approached, the Ravenclaws fell silent, watching him with reverent eyes as he made his way to the frontmost seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Will he return to the team?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Roger Davies looked uneasy. The former captain had graduated contentedly, and he had just taken over as captain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Last year, they won the Quidditch Cup and the House Cup. Look at those bronze-and-blue ribbons, look at that painting of the soaring eagle—every Ravenclaw knew whose achievement this was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One student had nearly become a mascot of Eagle House; tales of his deeds spread throughout Hogwarts:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He single-handedly defeated a troll, thwarted the schemes of an unspeakable wizard, and became the first wizard in centuries permitted to stay on campus over summer…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This summer, Witch Weekly even captured a photo of a student entering the Fairy Tale Emporium—he had an invitation!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had assumed the shop had nothing to do with Hogwarts students.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Roger, don’t be greedy,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Penelope reminded him, then turned with a smile to ask:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wizard Sean, how was your summer?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Very good, Penelope.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean sat down in the front row, puzzled—it was meant for Penelope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the head table, watching the wobbling old Sorting Hat, Wizard Sean’s usually calm expression flickered with emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the moment of sorting, he naturally recalled the hat’s vile behavior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ginny Weil—Gryffindor!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor McGonagall still presided over the Sorting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cute red-haired girl removed the Sorting Hat; the Gryffindor table erupted in cheers, and the Weil twins nearly stood on the table clapping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ginny stole a glance at the Ravenclaw table, then dashed toward the cheering lion-hearted students.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nice to meet you. Do you know Wizard Sean Green?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She whispered to the girl beside her who was clapping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s just—congratulations on finding the most famous one the moment you arrived.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl shook her head with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Luna Lovegood!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor McGonagall continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sparse round of applause broke out at the Ravenclaw table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wizard Sean, I heard you went to that Fairy Tale Emporium—what do they sell there? Are the treats really bread that can transform into magical creatures?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael edged over from somewhere along the table, looking intensely curious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Technically—it’s biscuits, not bread.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anthony, holding a book, corrected him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine, fine, as long as it’s not Terry’s sticky potato cakes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael raised his hands in surrender.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s potato pie!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Terry muttered in slight annoyance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I can’t see any difference.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael grumbled, then added soothingly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course, of course—it’s potato pie, definitely not potato bombs or potato planes or anything like that…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They fell into their own chatter, and Wizard Sean, absorbed in his book, paid little attention—until a figure leapt into the seat beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m Luna. Nice to meet you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She seemed unaware her name had just been called.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wizard Sean Green.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you read The Quibbler?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luna said in a singsong voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I have some of it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean referred to the interview invitation The Quibbler had sent over summer—he had declined it, but Mr. Lovegood had still sent him a series of books.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you think Cornelius Fudge has his own secret army? An army of Helio-pas?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luna said seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Impossible.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anthony spoke slowly now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s true.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luna insisted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are Helio-pas?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael asked, bewildered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They’re fire sprites,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luna said, her bulging eyes wide open, making her seem even more unhinged than before,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“massive, blazing creatures that race across the earth, burning everything in their path to ash—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They don’t exist.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anthony said just as seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, they do!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luna snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, you two find evidence—whichever side is more reasonable wins, how’s that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Michael quickly mediated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean, lost in thought over ancient runes, quietly distanced himself from them—he had never cared for students’ arguments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only thing that gave him pause was the Sorting Hat—if he could retrieve the Sword of Gryffindor from it, his chances might improve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That sword was unnaturally powerful—a single strike could kill a basilisk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the moment he recalled the hat’s misdeeds, his thoughts paused. Headmaster Dumbledore had allowed him extra time to visit his office for tea; next time, he would settle accounts with the Sorting Hat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, one more chapter—Lu today is doing four updates.\u003C\u002Fp>",1025,"2026-06-19T10:00:41.888Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","7f4ae1cdf0b05641fab1efd799b971db81e887c612383ff4670ac3743a1ce6d6","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-288","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-286",526,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-learning-panel-cover.jpg"]