[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-learning-panel":3,"chapter-hogwarts-learning-panel-hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-420":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},2250658,4210,"Chapter 420: Mediocrity","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-420",420,"\u003Cp>Overall, it could be considered a good thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Legend says it was direct instruction from a wizard, concerning profound ancient magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean felt he had gained much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh—awake?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape had been smirking, but now the smile vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Professor Snape, Professor McGonagall.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tell me… what happened? Why were you cursed?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor McGonagall asked sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The speculation of multiple Horcruxes, the undestroyed evil artifacts, the fact that Voldemort would inevitably return…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t believe his own abilities surpassed those of the professors—only that some things could not be spoken, and certainly not revealed to others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know you’re professors, but you’re disturbing my patient! He needs rest!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Madam Pomfrey stormed over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was a dedicated healer, treating all her patients with equal care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the Minister for Magic couldn’t raise his voice in her hospital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I understand, Poppy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor McGonagall paused, then, after Madam Pomfrey left, pressed her lips together and asked Wizard Sean,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tell me… why did you collapse…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her tone was no longer stern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I had a dream.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean answered honestly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What dream?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor McGonagall asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Rowan’s dream.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape, who had been silent until now, let out a suppressed, angry scoff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He can’t even fabricate a decent lie…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go on.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor McGonagall shot Snape a glare and asked again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I found a book—a scroll, a vessel of knowledge—containing Rowan’s lingering wisdom…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then I had a dream about Rowan, and some memories entered my mind.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean spoke slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where is the scroll?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape asked, face dark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It vanished.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What exactly did Dumbledore tell you that made you invent such a ridiculous lie?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape’s gaze locked onto Wizard Sean, unblinking, as if weighted and burning with physical force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You dreamed of Lady Rowan again?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor McGonagall asked, astonished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape instantly turned his gaze to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Severus, it’s true.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor McGonagall said seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape’s expression froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, Professor. I learned some knowledge.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean had indeed learned some knowledge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But more importantly, he had grasped the essence of magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had long held certain questions:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magic, such power, always seemed tied to gods—but in this magical world, only legends of ancient wizards existed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizards never worshipped gods; their only catchphrase was Merlin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For thousands of years, had wizards never developed any belief in gods?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not even in myths or tales?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the truth was, none of it existed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rowan’s memory said: Wizards believe only in themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rowan’s memory said: Wizards are gods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now Wizard Sean said: A wizard’s belief in himself gave birth to magic, and the wizard obsessed with that belief became a god.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why were ancient wizards stronger than modern ones?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because magic then demanded greater power—and was far more cruel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cruelty was so ordinary, and ordinariness so easy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond cruelty, did wizards have other beliefs capable of reaching magic’s origin?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rowan said: Superior wisdom is the greatest treasure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean thought: the pursuit of wisdom and knowledge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean thought: Omniscience… is omnipotence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The school infirmary was silent; melted snow trickled in fine streams down the glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor McGonagall did not doubt him—she knew the story of the owl painting, and that the painting had recently vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape, however, wore a grim expression, lost in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean lifted a finger, gently beckoned—and a book landed before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【You practiced the Levitation Charm to a master’s standard. Proficiency +300】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wandless casting increased the difficulty, forcing Wizard Sean to understand magic’s principles more deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, all of it was contained in Rowan’s memories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which meant Wizard Sean’s spellcraft was on the verge of a major breakthrough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d been stuck at “proficient” for far too long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wandless casting?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape froze, then stared fixedly at Wizard Sean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After two seconds, he dropped several potions and strode out of the infirmary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The answer was written on his face—he had no choice but to… temporarily believe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Professor Snape.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean suddenly spoke to stop him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hurried Snape turned back, eyes on Wizard Sean. His mood improved slightly—he thought the boy was finally going to tell him something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Magic Hand Mirror—a variant of the Two-way Mirror—that allows wizards to converse face-to-face.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh—boring contraption.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape took the floating mirror, snorted, but his mood improved slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After he left, Professor McGonagall spoke:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Excellent, child. Hogwarts Castle holds countless secrets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, you’ve touched upon part of them—yes, I believe there are still many magical treasures here waiting to be uncovered.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wrinkles around Professor McGonagall’s eyes softened; she had received a satisfactory answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But—I mean, if you meet Rowan… how is Lady Grey?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She asked curiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They live in a small house.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean recalled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, oh, that’s….”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor McGonagall sat down gently; she clearly knew much of Lady Grey’s past, and listened with keen interest to Wizard Sean’s account.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her hand, a mirror now appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After entering March, the weather grew much clearer, but every time the young wizards stepped outside, the biting wind still stung their hands and faces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Owls could not deliver letters on time, as the gales constantly blew them off course.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jia Siting always sent a brown owl to deliver letters to Wizard Sean—Madam Pomfrey forbade them from visiting the infirmary so frequently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The owl appeared at breakfast time, its feathers half-tousled by the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Justin had just torn off the letter from Wizard Sean when the owl flew off in a hurry, clearly afraid it would be sent out again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What did Wizard Sean say?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione asked curiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The plan can begin—tomorrow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Justin read aloud, staring at the letter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is Wizard Sean finally out of the infirmary?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione covered her mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“...No.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Justin’s smile froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s going to sneak out again!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione gasped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Actually, Wizard Sean reported to Madam Pomfrey, and she allowed him to leave the school infirmary after more than a week confined there.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Justin read from the letter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though skeptical, Hermione ultimately accepted it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This meant they would soon drive Lockhart out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was for the sake of all the students...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both of them thought this,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Lockhart taught another few years, by the time Voldemort returned, they’d have to try defeating him with nothing but “the most charming smile.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1036,"2026-06-19T10:00:42.198Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","50ce121639ad1429cc8760eb37f39309ccd6de52727ff6344b44a649a6002e64","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-421","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-419",526,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-learning-panel-cover.jpg"]