[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-learning-panel":3,"chapter-hogwarts-learning-panel-hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-323":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},2250561,4210,"Chapter 323: Dobby, the One Who Saves","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-323",323,"\u003Cp>Harry mumbled something in his throat, no different from the curses Anna the nurse spat out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Great Hall had been much livelier lately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the first Quidditch match of the season.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it was Slytherin versus Gryffindor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As eleven approached, faculty and students alike began heading for the Quidditch stadium. The air was hot and humid, with distant rumbles of thunder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good luck.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Justin said to Harry as he walked into the locker room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone had come to watch the match—even Wizard Sean had come, because he couldn’t find Headmaster Dumbledore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The headmaster himself winked at him from the stands, flanked by Professor Snape, grim-faced, and Professor McGonagall, equally displeased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Slytherin’s brooms are better than ours—that’s undeniable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the people on our brooms are stronger. We’ve trained harder, flown in every kind of weather—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wood’s voice boomed from the locker room door, loud enough for Wizard Sean and the others to hear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“—and we’re going to make them regret letting that little brat Malfoy buy his way onto their team!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wood’s chest heaved with excitement as he turned to Harry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Harry, you’re the key! You’ve got to make Malfoy understand that being a Seeker isn’t just about having a rich father.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Either catch the Golden Snitch before Malfoy does, or die on the field, Harry—because we have to win today, we absolutely have to win.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He wants Harry to die on the field?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron stared, dumbfounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s just an expression.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione frowned as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Wizard Sean silently stared at his wand, recalling that Dobby seemed set to interfere in this match.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the Basilisk had already been dealt with, and Dobby’s attempt to save Harry ended up dooming him instead…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That would be a classic Scottish dark joke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the stands, cheers rose in waves—Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff both wanted Slytherin defeated, yet beneath them echoed the jeers and boos from the Slytherins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Lockhart signaled Flint and Wood to shake hands; they glared at each other with threats, squeezing each other’s hands far too tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wizard Sean? What are you looking at?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rain began to fall; Justin’s umbrella arrived faster than the rain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lee Jordan’s passionate commentary, amplified by the Sonorus Charm, echoed across the field; Justin, peering through his telescopic lenses, quickly understood something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Slytherin leads, sixty to zero! Let’s be honest—today’s Bludgers are absolutely ferocious; they must sense my misery, too—why won’t Angelina ever respond—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Jordan! I warn you—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor McGonagall barked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sorry, Professor! Look! The Bludger nearly took Harry’s head off!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lee Jordan shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s going on?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the field, Wood shouted; several Gryffindor players had clustered together, while Slytherin fans erupted in mocking laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’re getting crushed. Fred, George—where were you when that Bludger blocked Angelina from scoring?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We were twenty feet above her, stopping the other Bludger from killing Harry, Wood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone tampered with it—it won’t let Harry alone. Throughout the whole match, it never chased anyone else. Slytherin must’ve jinxed it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>George snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Listen. You two are circling me nonstop—I’ve got no chance to catch the Golden Snitch unless it flies straight into my sleeve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Go back to the others. Let me handle the rogue Bludger myself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry said. Professor Lockhart gestured as if to investigate the scene.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t be stupid—it’ll knock your head off.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fred said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If we stop now, we’ll be disqualified!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry shouted stubbornly, his hair soaked through by the downpour and plastered to his scalp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s all your fault—‘Catch the Golden Snitch or die on the field.’ You’ve lost your mind saying that to him!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>George was furious, even elbowing Wood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s the problem?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Lockhart’s voice carried over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fred, George—you heard Harry. Don’t interfere. Let him deal with the Bludger himself—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wood gripped Harry’s hand tightly, staring at his determined face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’re fine!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While they were clustered, Slytherin scored again; the stands erupted further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That Bludger’s definitely rigged!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione, in her raincoat, spoke urgently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is Harry really going to die on the field?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron was bewildered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nothing’s going to happen.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A calm voice came through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the Quidditch pitch,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the rain had intensified, drumming loudly against Harry’s glasses with a steady tap-tap-tap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Are you practicing ballet, Potter?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malfoy shouted as Harry spun helplessly in midair to dodge the Bludger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry dodged swiftly, glancing back—his heart nearly stopped—the Bludger was only feet away!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just before impact, it halted, as if an invisible force had blocked its charge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He instinctively looked toward the stands; through the rain, that reassuring figure had raised his wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wizard Sean!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He cried out in delight, veering off course.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malfoy, smirking, widened his eyes in alarm as Harry turned toward him—he thought Harry was coming to ram into him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in the stands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean felt a quiet realization.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His method of controlling the Bludger was simple: whenever it threatened Harry, he cast a Barrier Charm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dobby had been trying to wrest control from him, but a master-level Barrier Charm was no weaker than a house-elf’s magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What happened to the Bludger?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione exhaled deeply, gazing at Wizard Sean’s silent spellcasting—another goal added to her list.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think it’s… a misunderstanding.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Justin smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What misunderstanding?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron felt Hogwarts was once again shrouded in fog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the pitch, Harry raced against Malfoy;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>off the pitch, Wizard Sean battled Dobby for control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he lowered his Barrier Charm and used his own will to command the Bludger, he clearly felt something resisting him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, Wizard Sean was losing—but soon, his will overpowered it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did he understand the panel’s description—you possess a proud will.\u003C\u002Fp>",923,"2026-06-19T10:00:41.888Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","36f504c7faf21b0553860eea0d4dc1f120e7a00516278a976838a418a881744c","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-324","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-322",526,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-learning-panel-cover.jpg"]