[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-learning-panel":3,"chapter-hogwarts-learning-panel-hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-354":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},2250592,4210,"Chapter 354","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-354",354,"\u003Cp>When Wizard Sean reached the fireplace, he saw a ghost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside the ghost stood a Puck, short in stature, gray-skinned, with long ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He carried a bow and arrow and seemed to glare at Wizard Sean with displeasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You may call me Mo Mo Ruigen.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ghost lady said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean knew this was one of the mysteries Headmaster Herrera had mentioned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sai… Lady Mo Mo Ruigen.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mind was racing with thoughts, and he slipped up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Has anyone ever told you how sharp your observation is, child?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Mo Ruigen—Isa Ser—smiled warmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Headmaster Dumbledore and…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Wizard Sean could finish, a startled voice cut him off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Isa, your judgment is as terrible as ever.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Puck named William stared wide-eyed at Wizard Sean—even with a Puck’s simple mind, no one would answer like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean was confused, but Bai Yi, who had been resting on the bed, let out a loud “gurgle” and lunged for the Basilisk biscuit hanging from her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sorry, William always does this—William, today you forgot to polish the statue.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ghost lady offered a faint apology.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Puck named William snorted, then vanished instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Yi flapped off in a huff, and Wizard Sean’s Soul Artifact emitted a fleeting flash of light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean knew Bai Yi was already exhausted from constant travel, and now was precisely the time owls hunted—though Pucks possessed powerful magic, Basilisk stares gave no time to react.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bai Yi, come back, please.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean called out. Bai Yi pecked his robe hem in anger before returning to the perch beside the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You seem to be quite favored by magical creatures.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ghost lady asked curiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean remembered his Epic Magical Creature Talent and nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In that regard, you’re just like me… You’re from Hogwarts? If you don’t mind me asking, which house are you from?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ghost lady asked again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ravenclaw.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And in Ilvermorny?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ghost lady’s smile grew warmer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Horned Serpent.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wonderful!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The founder of Ilvermorny leapt up in delight, her head vanishing into the ceiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean could guess why—this founder’s childhood dream had been to enter Ravenclaw at Hogwarts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It seems you have many questions?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ghost lady drifted down from the ceiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why… do you remain here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean asked carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As long as equality and justice remain absent, as long as prejudice and persecution endure, I shall not fade.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“These children are still so young. I must ensure those sorrowful days never return.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ghost lady spoke calmly and steadily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean looked at the ghost lady and saw sorrow in her eyes—strangely, ghosts were supposed to have no emotions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve done enough.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean fell silent for a moment before speaking slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder Ilvermorny had never strayed from its path for centuries—Isa had always been here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But for those with clear minds, death is merely a great adventure—and Isa, who always embraced adventure, had lived a life full of adventure, family, and love; at twelve, she had dared to sail alone to escape her evil aunt Gormlaith—so perhaps staying was harder than leaving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lovely little wizard, may I say it’s because I haven’t finished engraving all my knowledge yet?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ghost lady laughed merrily, waved her hand, and the room grew colder—this chill caused the runes on the walls to glow into view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“William helps me engrave these teachings and manage the school—all the legacies left by the love of us who came before.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And I am content with Ilvermorny, my beloved school. It is time to leave.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You mean… leave?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean was bewildered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As far as he knew, no spell in known magic—not even Avada Kedavra—could kill a ghost a second time. They could be dispersed, but always reformed; physical attacks had no effect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nor could they truly experience sensory pleasure—eating, sleeping. Over time, they grew forgetful, detached, trapped in the emotions of their death moment. This was itself an eternal torment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So in the vast history of magic, ghosts could never “die”—but perhaps what they longed for most was “rest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You show no surprise at all… dear child. If you’re willing to attend Ilvermorny from now on—forgive me, Herrera has been nagging too long—I’ll teach you everything I know.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ghost lady drifted before Wizard Sean, seemingly overjoyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before, she had seen him only as a sudden prodigy. Now, she saw only a dear child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m sorry,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean’s expression remained calm, as if nothing could unsettle him—but now, he felt this persuasion wasn’t enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hogwarts…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The long winter night continued outside, snow still falling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Wizard Sean knew this was not his snow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His slightly lost expression seemed stuck on the word “Hogwarts.” He gazed long at the pale blue sky before speaking slowly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hogwarts is my home.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then, very well.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ghost lady smiled faintly and stepped aside from the fireplace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Floo Network here keeps malfunctioning. Would you mind checking it for me? In return, I’ll tell you some things… about ghost death and the magical creatures tied to Ilvermorny.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She vanished as she finished, and Wizard Sean had no idea where a ghost could go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could only follow the ghost lady’s wish and approach the fireplace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unexpectedly, green flames surged violently. Wizard Sean stared into the fire, where a large figure spun rapidly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seconds later, Professor McGonagall stepped out of the fireplace, brushing ash from her robe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Crude conditions, a remote stone cottage—this is what they gave you to live in?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor McGonagall’s voice held suppressed fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Professor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean froze—he hadn’t expected Headmaster Isa had connected him to Hogwarts’ Floo Network.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Child, where’s Tera?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor McGonagall scanned the room again. Bai Yi flew to her shoulder, cooing as if angrily complaining.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Professor…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean realized Headmaster Isa hadn’t gone far—meaning they were likely witnessing this confrontation face to face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What, child?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor McGonagall turned to Wizard Sean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...Merry Christmas.”\u003C\u002Fp>",985,"2026-06-19T10:00:41.888Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","4c0f3284e65cb799e927eb8999651e74e186e51c91658b9317f5d254eae626e3","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-355","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-353",526,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-learning-panel-cover.jpg"]