[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-learning-panel":3,"chapter-hogwarts-learning-panel-hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-384":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},2250622,4210,"Chapter 384: The Coming Trial","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-384",384,"\u003Cp>As they spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of owls delivered letters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They flapped their wings beneath the Great Hall’s ceiling, landing beside the expectant faces of the young witches and wizards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A large number of owls carried books, their covers inscribed in silver cursive script: [Green’s Notes].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young witches and wizards reverently stored them away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Other owls bore all manner of strange objects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Bai Yi arrived, Wizard Sean found he had received more than one letter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first was from a stranger: Witch Tina Goldstein.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean quickly recognized who she was and opened the envelope:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Dear Mr. Wizard Sean Green:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thank you for your generous gift of fairy cookies, and thank you, little one, for letting me see Newt transform into a Niffler…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, I didn’t secure his permission, or I could have included some magical photographs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But I hear you’re interested in magical creatures, and I’m delighted to hear it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So I’ve enclosed my address—perhaps during the holidays, my little cottage might welcome a bit more company?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yours,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Copper Kettle House, No. 3 Hollow Valley Lane, Linden Village by the Stour River, Dorsetshire\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Copper Kettle, No. 3 Hollowvale Lane, Linden-by-Stow, Dorset]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[17] Wizard Sean swiftly tucked the letter away, surprised that Miss Witch Tina Goldstein had sent him such a letter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, after making the Cat Bao  cookies, he needed to seek out other magical creatures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mr. Newt Scamander’s suitcase was clearly an excellent choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside of there, it was hard to find another place teeming with gentle magical creatures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whose letter is that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione had clearly noticed Wizard Sean staring at the letter for a long while and asked curiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It must be said, the more they experienced together, the deeper the bonds between young witches and wizards seemed to grow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the more they cared for one another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Miss Witch Tina Goldstein. She invited me to visit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Miss Witch Tina Goldstein?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jia Siting leaned over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Newt’s wife? Good heavens! Wizard Sean, you mean… I heard hardly anyone can find Newt’s hiding place—where are they? Oh, never mind, I didn’t ask.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione clapped a hand over her mouth, excited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What Newt? What Witch Tina?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron, having just boasted triumphantly, stretched his neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they talked, Wizard Sean opened the second letter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[My dear child of the McGonagall family:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another Christmas, yet the Christmas tree under the villa stands without gathering joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I hope, even in distant Ilvermorny, you receive my blessings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I remember embracing you last Christmas, just as heavier snow began to fall outside the villa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dear child, return soon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I wait for you, as an insomniac waits for dreams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With love,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marcus]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[41] Wizard Sean grew distant, as if he could see through the letter the soft, weary eyes behind it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grandpa Marcus was clearly more than just a countryman—he had a gentle, refined hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The third letter was handed to Wizard Sean by Bai Yi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The writing was still brief:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Come see me, child]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean looked up and indeed saw Professor McGonagall nodding at him from the head table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, traveling to the McGonagall villa became a settled fact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>King’s Cross Station.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This winter seemed to end all at once. The January morning was crisp and golden as an apple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean and Professor McGonagall walked briskly across the street amid the sound of cars, toward the vast, soot-blackened station; car exhaust and travelers’ breath shimmered like spiderwebs in the cool air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Large cages rattled atop the luggage carts, their owls squawking in protest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Marcus’s wife, Nai, works at a publishing house—some of the newspapers you’ve seen were written by her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor McGonagall said slowly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course, the letter you received today was also penned by her. You haven’t met her yet—last Christmas, she was still in America due to work, but now she’s rushed back Pobujidai .”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean nodded thoughtfully—it was the unseen Grandma Nai who had written the letter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm… what did you learn at Ilvermorny?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Somehow, the usually strict and quiet Professor McGonagall had begun asking trivial questions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I learned the Unbreakable Extension Charm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean listed them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s excellent. What else?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor McGonagall’s hair was perfectly combed, the curled ends brushing her slightly upturned lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I met Mr. Newt Scamander and learned spatial magic and weather magic.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean recalled, listing them in order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dangerous and precise magic—practice it in the Transfiguration office.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor McGonagall paused slightly but remained in good spirits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they spoke, they boarded the carriage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bouncing along in the sunlight, the professor seemed to savor the moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And what else?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She asked softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“With that, I brought back a Cat Bao —it’s Ilvermorny’s mascot—and…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean had no intention of hiding anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor McGonagall’s expression changed slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And a Pukwudgie—it signed a contract with me to help organize my Unbreakable Extension space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh, Professor, I also helped lay to rest the ghost of Isolde Serre.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Minerva McGonagall’s vision darkened, then darkened again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pukwudgies, distant relatives of European goblins, utterly despised humans and used powerful magic to trick them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such creatures were even worse than the goblins of Gringotts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But compared to the Pukwudgie, what was so terrible about laying Isolde Serre to rest?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you mean?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Minerva McGonagall asked urgently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I helped Isolde Serre, who had lingered for three centuries, pass on to the next life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was grateful and gave me a book of ghosts.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean answered honestly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The carriage fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Minerva McGonagall suspected her dear child and Olivia had escaped from Ilvermorny.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her face darkened; she sent a letter at once:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Olivia, come see me—you’d better explain—]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when the carriage jolted continuously and Wizard Sean clarified his actions at Ilvermorny did Professor McGonagall’s expression lighten again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did Wizard Sean have a chance to observe the modest McGonagall villa, and Marcus, laughing heartily beneath the beech tree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed that at the tail end of this Christmas, he would finally gauge his own power range.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Wizard Sean, having a clear understanding of himself was necessary—and vital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So his step as he stepped down from the carriage was lighter than before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Welcome home—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath the tree, Marcus called out, cheerful and full-throated.\u003C\u002Fp>",1034,"2026-06-19T10:00:41.888Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","ef56346389cec1207f312fc9001cc3e3500b0dd3a1449b18a240350f51b57ed7","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-385","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-383",526,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-learning-panel-cover.jpg"]