[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-learning-panel":3,"chapter-hogwarts-learning-panel-hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-370":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},2250608,4210,"Chapter 370: In the Fairytale Workshop","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-370",370,"\u003Cp>“Hermione.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean smiled faintly in greeting, his expression not much different from the man beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aren’t you at Ilvermorny? Goodness!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione ran over, with Neville panting behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is… Master Scamander… When did you return? How are you with Master Scamander? What’s your relationship? Goodness, has there ever been a time you left without causing a major commotion?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione fired off questions like a machine gun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neville also curiously stretched his neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione’s words made Wizard Sean pause to reflect—he realized they had broken at least a hundred Ministry laws this time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unauthorized use of the Extension Charm, using a dragon to pull a carriage, crossing borders at will…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m learning the Extension Charm from Mr. Scamander.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean tapped the Wizard’s Book, replying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, the Wizard’s Book unfolded in Cengcengdiedie  layers, revealing a wooden door, inside which lay a spacious wooden cabin, a warm fireplace, and beyond the bright window, snow-covered hills and forests.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione gasped in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When a gray-skinned, three-foot-tall, goblin-like creature bowed to her inside, she felt her vision darken and nearly fainted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What law have you not broken?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After she spoke, Mr. Scamander couldn’t help but smile lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thesius used to ask him the same thing back then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You brought back a goblin! That’s absolutely forbidden in Britain!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione was frantic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Goblins are fine… Puck doesn’t count as a magical creature—he’s a ‘person.’ As long as he’s approved for entry, he can go to any country legally.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Newt explained softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But—but…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words made Hermione, who revered the Master of Magical Creatures, hesitate to argue—but after a few seconds, she stubbornly asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A goblin is a person?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, after over a year at Hogwarts, Hermione had read many books, but such obscure knowledge about the distinction between person and creature had slipped past her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hah… There are many stories behind that. Come with me—Fairytale Workshop is closing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Newt’s smile spread from his lips to his whole face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fairytale Workshop…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione repeated it in astonishment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, I should’ve guessed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione of course knew about the magical cookies that could transform into magical creatures—how irresistible they must be to a Master of Magical Creatures who had studied them his entire life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They walked along the cobblestone path; Hermione lifted her face, glancing at Master Scamander, then whispered to Wizard Sean:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You always keep secrets from us. If you’re willing to explain, I want to know—how did you find Mr. Scamander?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione walked beside Wizard Sean, noticing that Mr. Scamander held a special gilded parchment and kept casting a particular look toward Wizard Sean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, young wizards often failed to notice such things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Scamander is an honorary professor at Ilvermorny.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s surprising. Then… do you have some special relationship with Mr. Scamander?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione seemed to have held it in for a while, but couldn’t help asking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Wizard Sean’s identity hadn’t been exposed, she wouldn’t have believed Mr. Scamander would teach the Extension Charm to just anyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“….”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That question left Wizard Sean silent. All along, Mr. Scamander had devoted himself to teaching him—even taking extra classes at Ilvermorny and staying a few extra days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean knew it had nothing to do with the Fairytale Cookies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then… who else would Mr. Scamander show such loyalty to?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hard to guess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean’s gaze drifted toward distant Hogwarts, where in the headmaster’s office, an old wizard with white hair gazed wisely out the window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think young Green is the most gifted young wizard I’ve ever taught.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Newt seemed to have overheard their conversation and explained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, also a young wizard remarkably like him—someone who treated magical creatures as companions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Hermione could react again, they had reached the door of the Fairytale Workshop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today was, of course, a business day, but they had arrived too late—the shop was nearly empty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the advantage of the Fairytale Workshop’s invitation-only system was this: each cookie had a number, assigned to specific buyers. For example, if ten cookies were sold to five wizards—two each—those five would definitely get theirs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the shop stood a large Christmas tree, adorned with glittering icicles, glowing with dozens of candles, and at the very top, a few luminous letters:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>X.G.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, voices drifted from within the shop:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of all the shops in Diagon Alley, this one has the best magical items—but they only sell two cookies—Dragonfire Cookies and Owl Cookies—this is simply heartbreaking.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A wizard in a tall hat sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s because your share ran out—idiot.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The witch beside him said bluntly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lisa—you always break my heart.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tall-hat wizard feigned heartbreak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The witch ignored him and vanished with a pop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such scenes always happened in the shop, but the acting manager always wore a stern face—no one had ever seen him smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Respected Mr. Green—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Quirrell spotted Wizard Sean and exclaimed in delight, appearing before him with a pop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes seemed to see no one else—until Wizard Sean stepped inside, then he lowered his gaze to the two behind him:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Scamander, please know that my master has issued you a new invitation—you may purchase Fairytale Cookies without limit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to Hermione.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Miss Granger, we meet again. You may enter. But aside from Mr. Scamander, today’s quota has been sold out—you’ll have to come earlier next time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Hermione, who had once fought Voldemort, he made a rare joke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Next time, I can come?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione was delighted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course, why not?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over a year of hiding had nearly made Quirrell forget—he too had once been a brilliant, witty wizard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Professor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione hurried inside with quick steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That title made Quirrell pause—he watched Hermione, then smiled softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the door, Newt, who seemed to know something of the truth, had unusually bright pupils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dragonfire—does it come from Norbert?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tree-keeper—does it come from the Tree-keeper on your person?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hippogriff—I once saw you riding one…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well, I should’ve come sooner—everything here is so fascinating—there are even cookies shaped like cats with whiskers, owls with wings, and dragons with claws—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione wandered beneath the Christmas tree, her voice rising with the crackling of the fireplace.\u003C\u002Fp>",1023,"2026-06-19T10:00:41.888Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","bfce4e157bdb3fd1b70c821e4173fde1ed1fb47533c1d1296e20c7c476ad00b0","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-371","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-369",526,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-learning-panel-cover.jpg"]