[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-learning-panel":3,"chapter-hogwarts-learning-panel-hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-446":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},2250684,4210,"Chapter 446: The Difficult Practical Lesson","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-446",446,"\u003Cp>Now, the first obstacle has been resolved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Wizard Sean Green felt no relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Will used magic to open the box, before Professor Quirrell destroyed the ring with Fiendfyre, Wizard Sean Green observed the outside of the house intently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Professor, if possible, please preserve the Resurrection Stone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean Green said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah… I shall obey your will.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quirrell answered without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To him, the value of the Resurrection Stone mattered nothing; Green’s will must be carried out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean Green turned his gaze back to the outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt a faint doubt… had he misunderstood?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His thoughts returned to the Resurrection Stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The magical world holds a fact easily noticed but rarely known: Salazar Slytherin was very likely a descendant of Cadmus Peverell, one of the three brothers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tale of the three brothers predates the founding of Hogwarts, and the Gaunt family was both Slytherin’s descendant and a descendant of the three brothers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From this, it is not hard to infer that Slytherin likely once possessed the Resurrection Stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ravenclaw’s memories in Wizard Sean Green’s mind confirmed this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ravenclaw had studied Slytherin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just his Parseltongue, but also his Resurrection Stone ring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Resurrection Stone, a legendary stone from Death said to bring the dead back to life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, it cannot truly resurrect the dead—it only summons a substance more real than a soul, yet more ethereal than a body, like the Riddle who emerged from the diary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it clearly involves the secrets of a wizard’s soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From Ravenclaw’s research, Wizard Sean Green easily drew a conclusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Resurrection Stone does indeed interfere with a wizard’s soul, but its interference resembles a terrifying, brutal ancient magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This powerful alchemical artifact can pierce the Veil and summon souls that should have passed on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that is all—it summons only a hollow shell, missing the most essential element.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without it to link to the wizard’s soul, the Resurrection Stone can summon only a “magicless” wizard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—Neither possessing a wizard’s wisdom nor a wizard’s emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was meant to be an object Death used to mock the greedy; now, it seemed to hold an unexpected possibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It can summon a wizard’s soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In dreams, this was a power Wizard Sean Green desperately needed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side, Quirrell had begun cautiously; he roared, and the room filled with rolling, surging sounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What had been a small cluster of flame rapidly expanded, and soon the fire took shape into a horde of beasts made of flame:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Salamanders, Chimeras, and dragons, rising and falling, rising again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The accumulated trash in the room was hurled into the air, swallowed by their fanged mouths, crushed beneath their clawed feet, and finally consumed by hellish flames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fire beasts surrounded the ring inside the box, closing in tighter, their claws, tentacles, and tails snapping, heat waves forming walls around it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Wizard Sean Green was especially cautious, for Fiendfyre was extremely difficult to control, and Professor Quirrell could not be disturbed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean Green looked again toward the outside—quiet, pitch-black, broken only by the occasional cry of startled birds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed he had guessed wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Headmaster Dumbledore did not enjoy tracking young wizards so much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, smoke and heat grew thick enough to choke; before Wizard Sean Green, the evil fire devoured the Gaunt shack, the filthy walls, all the secrets within the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the collective shrieks of the monsters, a heart-rending scream rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn thing—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice howled, shaking Wizard Sean Green and Professor Quirrell’s eardrums with a deafening buzz.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Quirrell clearly recognized the thing—he trembled uncontrollably, his whole body shaking like a sieve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the pitch-black, twisted face surged forward, Quirrell’s veins bulged; he roared, and flame erupted from the tip of his wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fire surged visibly stronger; the thing’s shriek grew louder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had Wizard Sean Green not cast a Muffling Charm long ago, every villager in Little Hangleton would have been awakened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean Green did not wish to be discovered, did not wish to be summoned by the Ministry; he also knew that the more corrupt an institution, the more it craved to display its power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quirrell was still trembling, his eyes bloodshot, fixed unblinkingly on the black mist shaped like a human head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come on, damn it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He cursed, as if released.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The struggle lasted minutes; finally, the Fiendfyre burned out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A ring fell to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quirrell collapsed, trembling, his body supported by a pair of hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Professor, you’ve worked hard.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A voice said beside his ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His throat was hoarse; he could not speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body had not suffered severe damage, but his spirit had just endured a trial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort—Voldemort himself…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah, I’ve arrived just in time?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An unexpected voice sounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean Green instinctively curled his fingers, retrieving the Resurrection Stone into the Book of the Wizard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Headmaster Dumbledore.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean Green looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old wizard with long, white beard stood at the door, gazing kindly at Wizard Sean Green.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean Green sighed—it seemed Headmaster Dumbledore did enjoy tracking young wizards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had destroyed the Horcrux, but that did not mean they had destroyed the curse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean Green had thought he had plenty of time to break it; if he failed, they could still destroy the Resurrection Stone. Now it seemed time always liked to mock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Professor, do you remember what we discussed?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean Green whispered to Professor Quirrell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recovered, Quirrell stood instantly beside Wizard Sean Green, together with Puckidge the butler, watching Dumbledore warily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This will be dangerous.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean Green said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“For your will.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Quirrell spoke slowly, each word deliberate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the door, the aged voice spoke again:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We must talk?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore’s smile vanished; he suddenly looked much older.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean Green gripped his wand tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>True, he had learned many spells, some quite powerful, but facing Dumbledore, he had no confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I searched for it for so long… I had to learn to live with guilt and unbearable sorrow—that was the price of my shame… but now, is there a chance?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore said in a hoarse voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean Green saw that Dumbledore’s eyes no longer sparkled with wisdom; he knew this greatest of wizards was, to some degree, already ruled by overwhelming emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even if it is dangerous?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean Green asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even if it is dangerous.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore’s deep eyes were like an endless ocean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Child, I want you to understand: this is my choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Love and death are always one; the will to love is the will to die.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Headmaster Dumbledore, would you be willing to give me a practical lesson?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean Green asked suddenly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>",1115,"2026-06-19T10:00:42.198Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","0c76a37e86950522d97fecfe98e8a30148b0dc36203584e6b6eea4b19b2f2364","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-447","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-445",526,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-learning-panel-cover.jpg"]