[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-learning-panel":3,"chapter-hogwarts-learning-panel-hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-468":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},2250706,4210,"Chapter 468: The Story of the God and the Wizard","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-468",468,"\u003Cp>“They’re waiting for you, Newt.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman’s voice said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Newt stood up, facing Leta Lestrange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leta was beautiful, smiling, and Newt quickly shoved his buttons and Pickett into his pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, young Newt was still very young, his face flushed with a shy, embarrassed smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the aged Newt stared at them blankly, his eyes gleaming with a long-forgotten light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perched on his shoulder was a black cat, its gaze fixed unwaveringly on the two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Leta… why are you here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young Newt said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thesius thought it would be good for me to join the Ministry family.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leta replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He really said ‘Ministry family’?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Newt asked, feigning casualness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leta let out a soft laugh. Then, in silent accord, they walked down the corridor together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The atmosphere grew tense; between them lay many unspoken memories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You never came to a single dinner. Thesius was disappointed. We invited you, and you never came.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leta said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I was always busy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Newt said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He’s your brother, Newt. He wants to spend time with you. So do I.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leta said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Newt noticed Pickett climbing onto his lapel, prying open the front pocket of his coat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get in there, Picket.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Newt whispered to Pickett.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pickett settled comfortably inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why do such strange creatures always love you so much?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leta smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There are no strange creatures—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Newt said seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“—only narrow minds.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Newt and Leta spoke the words almost simultaneously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They smiled again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you remember how long you were kept after class for saying that to Plunkett?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come to think of it, I think it was a month.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I planted dung bombs under his desk just so I could come keep you company—remember?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they talked, the two imposing, grim doors leading to the conference hall came into view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t remember that.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These were Newt’s final words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She was my best friend. Perhaps I once…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The aged Newt had completely lost control of his emotions; he looked like a child, helpless and heartbroken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You once loved her.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black cat finished the words he could not speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Perhaps…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old Newt’s face softened with nostalgia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Her mother died in childbirth, and her father never loved her—her childhood was far from easy;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I once saw her Boggart… it was a baby sinking endlessly in water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Later, I learned it was her younger brother who died accidentally because of her, leaving her trapped for years in guilt and self-loathing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She believed deep inside that she had killed her brother—and that she herself was a monstrous evil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet despite all that, she remained a polite and thoughtful person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, because neither of us belonged at school, we—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black cat knew: that was how their deep friendship began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That friendship made the Hufflepuff elder willingly take the blame for Leta’s expulsion, and made Leta choose death without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…The memory images shifted again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here was a place like a cemetery, where fifty Aurors stood outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their faces showed tension, even fear; several clearly radiated the desire to fight and seek revenge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the cemetery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A white-haired wizard was delivering a passionate speech; his voice carried a peculiar magic that made listeners want to agree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It is time for everyone to see the future I foretold. If we do not rise up and reclaim what is ours, this is the consequence.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was about to say more, but the memory twisted again; the black cat turned its head toward Newt, as if the Hufflepuff elder refused to let him see this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moments later, the scene abruptly changed—the wizards had already begun to fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The white-haired wizard commanded flames like a conductor leading an orchestra, his Elder Wand his baton, fire lashing at Aurors trying to Apparate or flee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Six or seven Aurors, panicked and desperate, ran through the flames toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The result was death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Scamander, do you think Dumbledore will mourn for you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The white-haired wizard said to Newt and Thesius.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hurled a torrent of black fire; Thesius and Newt could only fight desperately to defend themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as they were about to collapse, Leta appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Grindelwald! Stop!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think I know this person.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grindelwald ceased his attack. He walked through the flames toward Leta, while Thesius and Newt strained to reach her, powerless to move closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Leta Lestrange… despised by all wizards, loved by no one, abused… yet brave. Extremely brave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It is time to come home.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He extended his hand to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leta suddenly looked toward Thesius and Newt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I love you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Afterward, the scene erupted in chaotic colors; the black cat could only sense that Leta had cast a spell causing skeletons to explode, disrupting Grindelwald.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did Newt and Thesius manage to Apparate away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I hate Paris.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black cat last heard Grindelwald say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is that enough…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black cat heard the aged Newt’s voice hoarse, his gaze upon the cat almost pleading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m sorry, Mr. Scamander.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black cat lowered its eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stepped once more onto the snow-white land.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bastet, this is war.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Newt murmured,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Destroying everything, tearing everything apart… what good is fighting the most terrifying wizard in the world? Only to save innocent lives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fewer broken families, fewer tears and sorrows—this is something that must be done, no matter what.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He fell silent, watching the black cat as it idly turned the black stone on its neck three times like a toy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Follow me, Mr. Scamander.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black cat leapt off Newt’s shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Resurrection Stone was summoning Lady Leta, but she seemed too far away—or perhaps the connection between Wizard Sean and her was still filtered through Newt’s presence—so she did not appear immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the black cat thought that if it summoned Helena, she might arrive soon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So the black cat led Newt through the mist-shrouded borderland, sensing the other drawing nearer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Will I see her?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Newt seemed to sense something too, growing uneasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Isn’t this what you wanted?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black cat was puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dear Bastet… you don’t understand—she, she will make my heart explode like fireworks.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stammering and incoherent speech—those were the costs of approaching her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Newt spoke like an old storyteller, but unlike other wizards, he believed he was telling his tale to a god.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The god understood the wizard’s story, and perhaps thereby spared him his suffering.\u003C\u002Fp>",1052,"2026-06-19T10:00:42.198Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","bae9e31666532f96eaf4d61e74a6f94564612fc53368148b09f109968a6f0755","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-469","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-467",526,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-learning-panel-cover.jpg"]