[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-learning-panel":3,"chapter-hogwarts-learning-panel-hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-379":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},2250617,4210,"Chapter 379","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-379",379,"\u003Cp>The night was long, the stars brilliant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hogwarts Castle, in ink-black darkness, glowed with a tranquil blue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corridors were nearly empty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only occasional members of the Castle Cat Club passed by.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They chattered excitedly, their words filled with envy for Harry and Ginny’s dream encounters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, Christmas had passed so long ago, yet they had made not the slightest progress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black cat, guardian of fortune, had not visited anyone’s dreams again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if the story had truly been nothing but a beautiful dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On Xiang Xiang Xien’s chest, the Wizard’s Book and the Soul Relic hung, swaying gently in the breeze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him, Jia Jia Siting and Hermione walked with light steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The diadem had been destroyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their faces bore visible joy—though Voldemort might yet return, if they continued like this…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Struggle, struggle, and struggle again, and Voldemort might never return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet at the same time, they had countless questions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Horcruxes—Voldemort’s means of resurrection—what is their principle?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione asked cautiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Xiang Xien paused, shook his head slightly at Hermione, and said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As described in The Most Toxic Magic, this was a topic not to be discussed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Headmaster Dumbledore, when necessary, had told only Harry and his two companions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, it was the temptation of immortality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such secrets were best buried in the hearts of those unlikely to be shaken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hermione, please, Xiang Xiang Xien isn’t omniscient—perhaps we should ask Headmaster Dumbledore?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jia Siting blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione fell silent. In truth, both she and Jia Jia Siting understood one thing: Xiang Xiang Xien likely knew—and he always knew more than anyone else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether because of his extraordinary insight or his deep thinking, the result was that the number of secrets he knew rivaled even Headmaster Dumbledore’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the Castle Cat Club unfurled a banner declaring that the lucky black cat knew everything about Hogwarts and was its true embodiment, they could not have agreed more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that also meant he thought more than they did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Xiang Xiang Xien chose not to speak, beyond a small disappointment, Hermione and Jia Jia Siting were left only with their usual trust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With curfew approaching, members of the Castle Cat Club were slowly, sadly returning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three walked in silence, occasionally hearing Mrs. Norris’s cat calls and the creak of armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Guys, cheer up—we’ve stopped the Dark Lord’s return again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jia Siting, looking at Hermione lost in thought and Xiang Xiang Xien quietly reading, said with quiet enthusiasm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione’s mind was filled with many thoughts. If someone counted, they would know that in just over a year, they had faced Voldemort three times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each time, the danger was immense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It made her wonder: was Hogwarts truly the safest place?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If so, why did they always come back dusty and bruised every year?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From Voldemort possessing Professor Quirrell, to his diary, to the corrupted diadem…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had seen that terrible, smoke-wreathed head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had no doubt that if Xiang Xiang Xien had not been fully prepared, it would have caused massive destruction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In the end, we won again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jia Siting said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But what if one day… we lose?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione fell silent for a long moment before asking, her gaze never leaving Xiang Xiang Xien.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young wizard walked quietly, the moonlight stretching his shadow long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then we lose together.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jia Siting smiled, finished slowly, and strode after him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione stood still, lips tightly pressed, then hurried after them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Hogwarts had no headmaster, no professors—only the three of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this winter, beside fire and books, they reaffirmed their unchanging resolve, again and again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The night was growing deeply dark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the castle, rain fell with snow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the wizards here did not care about the rain,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>for their lives had always been under unceasing rain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Christmas break lasted over three weeks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During this break, young wizards played freely, and the newly published Green Notes allowed them to complete their assignments effortlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, it would be better if Mr. Green simply wrote out the answers—then they could even skip the step of understanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Cottage of Hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione looked curiously at the notes she had helped compile; The Daily Prophet claimed they were sufficient for inclusion by the Ministry of Magic, and the Ministry was reportedly considering it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she entered the room, book in hand, she found Xiang Xiang Xien and Jia Jia Siting standing there, both holding books, Jia Jia Siting startled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah, this is the true face of the Cottage of Hope…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Xiang Xiang Xien’s hands was his usual reading, The Book of Ghosts; he had anticipated the Cottage’s changes, but was still slightly surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to mention Hermione and Jia Jia Siting, who had returned early.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What a huge kitchen.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione exclaimed, overwhelmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before her, the Cottage of Hope had changed dramatically—though the main area they had decorated remained unchanged, a small door had appeared behind it, leading to a vast kitchen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was warm, polished to a brilliant shine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All facilities were present: an automatic stirring pot on the hearth, various ovens arranged beside warped flames, shelves glittering with ribbons and lanterns, piled high with countless ingredients…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On top of the refrigerator sat breakfast pudding: a huge mound of whipped cream, with violets dusted in powdered sugar; a large roast sizzled inside the oven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even a small garden had appeared, perfect for seasonal flowers to bloom fiercely even in winter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Xiang Xien naturally understood this was the dining area, but more than the garden, he was concerned by the sudden appearance of ingredients.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Owl, is this the Hogwarts kitchen?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Xiang Xien asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice echoed, and only then did the blissful Jia Jia Siting and astonished Hermione notice the owl portrait that had entered the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Clearly, I moved it from the portrait—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mr. Owl said, tilting his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, is that so?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jia Siting exclaimed in sudden understanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Utterly hopeless”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The owl portrait had long known this boy always trusted owls too much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But the kitchen won’t…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione, after her initial delight, grew uneasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Foolish young wizards—your demands are trivial…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The owl portrait snorted, then sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>",1030,"2026-06-19T10:00:41.888Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","b1472435b28929e779a1429a12a6ee4c225143cd9e5161e36f9f8fe34878b1eb","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-380","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-378",526,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-learning-panel-cover.jpg"]