[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-learning-panel":3,"chapter-hogwarts-learning-panel-hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-376":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},2250614,4210,"Chapter 376","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-376",376,"\u003Cp>Wizards defeated too many enemies, and so magic became something inevitably lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ignorance, young wizard, is not the obstacle to the advancement of magical civilization—arrogance is.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>said Mr. Owl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So, you won’t use the Confundus Charm on me, then?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>asked Wizard Sean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Foolish young wizard.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mr. Owl flapped his wings, and the entire portrait vanished with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the massive tapestry depicting Bartholomew the Barmy trying to teach a troll to ballet, both the troll and Bartholomew watched silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only after the silence settled did the troll begin to beat Bartholomew senseless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean glanced at the portrait; a very smooth door had already appeared on the wall beside it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean stared at it, then gripped the brass handle and pulled open the door, stepping into a spacious room lit by torches, just like the underground classrooms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along the walls stood rows of wooden bookshelves; there were no chairs on the floor, only large satin cushions placed on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the far end of the room, countless wooden shelves held mirrors of revelation, detectors, and various other instruments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most prominent of all was the table, upon which sat several steaming bowls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean peered curiously inside—they were empty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately understood: the Room of Requirement operated through simple Summoning Charms and Transfiguration, and thus adhered to Gamp’s Law of Elemental Transfiguration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That is: Transfiguration cannot conjure food out of nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you know where food is, you may summon it;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>if you already have some, you may transfigure it or multiply it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was why his pumpkin juice had not appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After taking in everything the Room of Requirement had to offer, Wizard Sean raised his wand and stepped into the wooden bookcase on the left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sunlight streamed through the high windows, illuminating the bookcase like a city surrounded by towering walls—Wizard Sean saw it was built from items hidden over generations by Hogwarts people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along the narrow alleys stood wobbling piles of broken furniture, perhaps discarded from other rooms, which the Room of Requirement consciously gathered and stored;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>or perhaps hidden by house-elves who sought to preserve the castle’s dignity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps, as Mr. Owl had said, this place truly was Hogwarts’s dumping ground for clutter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deeper alleys held tens of thousands of books—undoubtedly banned, vandalized, or stolen texts;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>winged slingshots and wolf-tooth flying discs, a few of which still weakly circled above the mountains of forbidden items;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>broken bottles filled with congealed potions; hats, jewelry, cloaks, things resembling dragon eggshells;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>several stoppered bottles still glowed with malevolent light; a few rusted swords and one bloodstained great axe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amidst this clutter, Wizard Sean immediately noticed a dull, rusted crown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—Ravenclaw’s Diadem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped back silently; from his book of wizards, the basilisk’s fang floated out and hovered beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet he did not destroy the diadem immediately, but slowly turned his gaze toward the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A figure appeared as if shedding an Invisibility Cloak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Welcome back, Wizard Sean.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jia Siting smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Again, the smell?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean paused, sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So, what is it I’m allowed to know?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Jia Jia Siting’s gaze shifted to the diadem, his smile faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had many things to say, but here, countless matters could yield to one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm, have you been to the Restricted Section?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean said slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The book called ‘The Most Toxic Magic’?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jia Siting asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There exists a most dark creation, forged only through the vilest acts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort—that name means—fleeing death.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean explained softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So when I saw it fly away, that’s why Headmaster Dumbledore couldn’t kill Voldemort?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jia Siting felt he had grasped something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What method did he use? Wizard Sean, you know—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly fell silent, opened his mouth, then closed it again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Room of Requirement should not have had cold winds, yet he felt a chill in his bones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly understood why those green eyes had always been expressionless, calm as still water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew such eyes always carried a hint of desolation and resolve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, everything seemed explainable…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No matter if he returns or not, we will win…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jia Siting forced a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He recalled the moment he faced Voldemort, remembered how he and Wizard Sean had stood side by side, planning how to fight a battle they were destined to lose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What would Wizard Sean say?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, he never spoke—he answered only with action—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What mattered was constant struggle, struggle, and more struggle; only then could evil be contained, though never fully eradicated…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jia Siting felt his heart had been blocked; he suddenly realized the entire magical world hung by a thread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because Voldemort possessed dark magic beyond anyone’s imagination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had not died—he would return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Hogwarts had never been safe merely because of Dumbledore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because one man had always stood between Voldemort and terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even in their darkest hours, they all imagined Dumbledore would protect them from all harm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But someone had long since abandoned such illusions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Only by relying on yourself is victory possible.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jia Siting murmured suddenly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt as if he had fallen into a nightmare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, no one could wake him—he would no longer dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A twelve-year-old wizard, at this moment, abandoned every hope of luck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He clearly knew he must stand forever beside Wizard Sean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because now, more than ever, he sensed how lonely the young wizard truly was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Horcrux.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jia Siting finally spoke the term—the concept he had seen in ‘The Most Toxic Magic’—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【As for even more terrifying directions—regarding the Horcrux, the most evil magical invention—we must not speak of it, nor offer guidance.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, Jia Jia Siting understood: this magic allowed evil to flee death, in a cruelty they could not imagine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So, this is a Horcrux? How do I destroy it? The basilisk’s fang?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jia Siting spoke, his eyes blazing with determination, more fierce than ever before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, stay back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jia Siting felt disappointed and instinctively stepped away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean also retreated far—he did not want any unforeseen variables.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since Tom Riddle’s diary could erode souls and control wizards’ minds, extreme caution was warranted with any other Horcrux.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As his wand lifted, the walls of the Room of Requirement shifted dramatically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A stone statue nearly three meters tall stepped out of the wall, seized the basilisk fang in an instant, and marched toward the bookcase like a warrior.\u003C\u002Fp>",1063,"2026-06-19T10:00:41.888Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","6d355a16af617a53db5940867bc4e65f6b52867c5248032cadc700bc29731bfc","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-377","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-375",526,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-learning-panel-cover.jpg"]