[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-learning-panel":3,"chapter-hogwarts-learning-panel-hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-293":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},2250531,4210,"Chapter 293: The Broken Wand","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-293",293,"\u003Cp>Lockhart is a fraud and a charlatan, but few in the magical world know this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Logically, it shouldn’t be this way. After all, the wizards he subjected to the Memory Charm were all somewhat famous and held some influence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To achieve such a result, he would have had to use the Memory Charm to erase everyone’s memories—but that’s as difficult as forcing him to actually live through those events himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wanderings with Werewolves,” by Gilderoy Lockhart. It recounts Gilderoy Lockhart’s heroic deeds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It mainly describes how Lockhart helped a village rid itself of a werewolf menace. Yet strangely, Pistor, as a villager, remembers it differently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Senior Bruce whispered,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We tried explaining, but guess what? Wizards refuse to believe the story of an ugly old American wizard, even though he freed a village from a werewolf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People always believe what they want to believe—even the witch he saved firmly insists Lockhart was the one who helped her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Little Green, keep some distance from hearts—they’re foolish; yet draw close to them too, for sometimes they burn fiercely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Do you know where the difference lies?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Senior Bruce wore an expression Wizard Sean had never seen before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Wizard Sean watched him silently, he said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course it’s choice! Choosing to help a handsome wizard like me? You’d never have such troubles!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Senior Bruce walked off, smug.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was smug—but his smugness was entirely unlike Lockhart’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next class was Transfiguration, shared by Gryffindor and Ravenclaw.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor McGonagall asked the wizards to turn a beetle into a button; Wizard Sean completed the task quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Transfiguration, few at Hogwarts were ahead of him anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In some ways, he had gone even further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soul Transfiguration had not only clarified his understanding of Soul Replication, but also strengthened his mental capacity to alter his “self.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This meant that, beyond Animagus transformation, he could now attempt to use his wand to reshape his own body—like Krum turning his head into a shark’s during the Triwizard Tournament.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Advanced Transfiguration” also mentioned ancient wizards who transformed themselves into bats, but such magic was highly unusual and extremely dangerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because it ventured into a realm wizards had scarcely touched—Wizard Sean naturally guessed this was the Borderlands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he pondered, Wizard Sean didn’t stop waving his wand, causing subtle changes in the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【You practiced Material Transfiguration at the standard of a Master-level beginner. Master-level proficiency +3】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Material Transfiguration: Beginner (90\u002F300)】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Soul Transfiguration: Beginner (110\u002F300)】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soul Transfiguration had surged ahead, surpassing Material Transfiguration’s progress. Once Wizard Sean reached proficient-level Material Transfiguration—capable of instantly altering terrain—he could begin studying Basilisk Cookies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had prepared inadequately: some dragon fire, some three-headed dog hair, some mirror tubes to block Basilisk gaze, a few spells barely at Master-mid level, and a sword likely to be drawn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I hope it’s enough…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Weasley, this is the last time, isn’t it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor McGonagall frowned, her gaze leaving Wizard Sean; her own student was already on his third beetle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before this, he had either crushed the beetle or sent it scurrying, making the nearby young witches shriek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Professor McGonagall,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean, having practiced five times at the Beginner level, felt tired. He turned his head and saw Ron, utterly dejected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He waved his wand, but it only crackled sporadically, spitting sparks. Each time Ron tried to transform the beetle, a gray, foul-smelling smoke—reeking of rotten eggs—engulfed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon closer inspection, the wand was wrapped in a circle of magical tape—perhaps the reason it no longer worked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dinner bell rang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone filed out of the classroom, leaving only Wizard Sean, Harry, Hermione, and Ron. Ron, furious, tapped his wand against the table:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Idiot… useless… thing…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Write home for another one,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry suggested. The wand let out a string of firecracker-like pops.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, and get another Howler,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron muttered, shoving the sizzling wand into his bag,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your wand broke because of your own stupidity—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione didn’t comfort Ron; she stomped away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was still angry about their reckless flying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry still wanted to say something, but Wood had already arrived, dragging him out:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Quidditch practice starts tonight! Go eat—we’re already behind! Harry!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the Quidditch fanatic, Harry had no room to resist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before vanishing, he wondered: wasn’t today supposed to be the first day of term…?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Transfiguration classroom fell quiet again. Many cages lined the room, holding rats and beetles for student practice. Now only their faint sounds remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron bowed his head, his gaze slowly losing focus on the broken wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The evening sun was drawing its final rays; the classroom dimmed slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alone, Ron couldn’t help but dwell—he recalled the mirror’s vision: himself as Head Boy, captain of the Quidditch team.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Better than Percy. Better than Fred and George.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But reality told him he was the most insignificant of all in the Burrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your wand’s broken.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He heard a soft voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah! Wizard Sean—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron jumped, then quickly hid his wand behind his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, this—this—yes, my wand’s broken, but it’s fine, I fixed it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked away, feigning indifference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You need to go to Ollivander’s. Fred and George will help you take the secret passage. Madam Ollivander will wait for you far from the castle—she often waits there for Fred and George. Go this weekend.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean added.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This, this really isn’t—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron’s face flushed red; he fumbled to hide it, but before those calm green eyes, his voice vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s troublesome, against school rules, if we get caught…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron could barely hear his own voice, but he knew it trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean thought for a few seconds:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, the dim yellow sunlight, barely above the elm table, pierced through the clouds and gently fell upon Ron’s shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at the young wizard before him and felt he was like a vast, soft sea.\u003C\u002Fp>",974,"2026-06-19T10:00:41.888Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","c56923683d45eb44e6b60a4a0818984712459d2f2f3d42dca75b7166c8b78424","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-294","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-292",526,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-learning-panel-cover.jpg"]