[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-learning-panel":3,"chapter-hogwarts-learning-panel-hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-480":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},2250718,4210,"Chapter 480: Leaving School","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-480",480,"\u003Cp>“This is my day of shame, my feared yesterday.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I want you to see this, to understand my mistake…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore gazed at the distant horizon with pale blue eyes, as the church’s hymn drifted down on the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As you know, my youthful arrogance proved that power was my weakness, my temptation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Strange as it may sound, child, perhaps those best suited to wield power are those who never seek it—like…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore conjured a chair with his wand and sat down, pulling a bunch of white flowers from his robe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He placed the flowers before the epitaph and gently brushed away the dust clinging to it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But staying at Hogwarts has always been safer for me—I believe I’ve been a good teacher—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ve always done well. You are the best headmaster.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I hope this isn’t flattery, but if my actions have pleased you, then it proves these years haven’t been without growth.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yet one thing puzzles me—I thought everyone dragged the corpse of yesterday behind them, yet here you are, child, you’ve surprised me countless times.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Could you tell me, Mr. Green, why happiness so easily satisfies you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore lifted his head and gazed kindly at Wizard Sean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had seen too many insatiable hungers; he never imagined he’d one day see a clear, transparent stream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This child’s heart must hold some kind of flame, setting him apart from all others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Happiness is merely a state, Professor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean said seriously,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Without pain, you cannot feel happiness strongly—it’s merely comfort and mediocrity, not happiness or fortune.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah… so misfortune has given you wealth? I’ve never heard that before,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore suddenly changed course,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Or have you witnessed even greater misfortune, making you content with your present life?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mine? Minerva’s? Or perhaps Severus’s?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean knew Headmaster Dumbledore always sensed many things, but he had still underestimated the old wizard’s acuity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore did not press further; if he had to entrust the future to anyone,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he could find no one more suitable than the young wizard before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well, those who know the future must retain some mystery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let’s return quickly—I hope I still make it to the Great Hall’s afternoon tea…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore smiled warmly, as if shedding a great burden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, his mistakes could not be forgiven—but at last he had a chance at redemption.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Better still, dear Mr. Green called him the best headmaster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh, Merlin, was there anything more satisfying?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore hummed an unfamiliar tune, vaguely reminiscent of the Christmas carol Professor Sprout had taught the young witches and wizards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took Wizard Sean through the graveyard, placing flowers here and there, and moments later they stood before a monument.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind it were three statues: a man with messy hair and glasses, a woman with long hair, beautiful and kind, and a baby boy seated in her arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you think we’ll one day be carved into statues too? Oh, I don’t mean the lucky black cat statue on the fourth floor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He seemed more fond of jesting than usual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean’s words were cut off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I hope we never are, Wizard Sean—let the fourth-floor statue be your final one.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, Dumbledore pulled the young wizard into Apparition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all… statues are for honoring wizards; living wizards need no memorials.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remaining days of the summer term passed as if bathed in brilliant sunlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The summer holiday arrived, drifting in amid the silent wishes of the young witches and wizards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, they would board the Hogwarts Express home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The group from the hut gathered together; logically, they could have met in a compartment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But no one expected someone would be confined to detention even during summer break.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He probably hates you too… Wizard Sean.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron stretched his neck, scanning around; once he confirmed Snape was nowhere in sight, he whispered,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What could you possibly have in common with Harry? I’d guess Quidditch—Snape has always disliked Quidditch players…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop talking nonsense, Ron!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione snapped at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hermione, then tell me why?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron stuck out his chin,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Maybe it’s his eyes—you and Harry both have green eyes! We don’t!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He exclaimed loudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wizard Sean is staying on as a teaching assistant! Mr. Weasley!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione could no longer bear it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron stared blankly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wizard Sean, how could you possibly…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron couldn’t comprehend it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not everyone is like you, who got an ‘E’ in Potions and still thinks Professor Snape is targeting you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just be quiet—be silent.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione waved her wand, casting a small spell; Ron suddenly found himself unable to speak, as if he had no mouth at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He kept touching his lips; Jia Jia Siting couldn’t help laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came Neville and Harry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hut members always practiced spells this way—small, amusing charms that made their magical studies more interesting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean always practiced with Jia Jia Siting; Neville always practiced with Harry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione and Ron, surprisingly, ended up paired together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason? Hermione believed no one except herself and the elusive Wizard Sean could teach Ron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I can’t believe you’re becoming a teaching assistant at Hogwarts—never happened in Hogwarts history, a second-year assistant—this’ll add major weight to your record—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Ron studied the counter-charm notes, Hermione said eagerly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her expression mirrored Ron’s from yesterday, when he’d placed a mouse-head, turtle-body creature on her desk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Will you have time? Wizard Sean—I mean, during summer?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jia Siting clearly cared more about this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Professor Snape will give me a week off.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean thought for a moment and smiled in reply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A week!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron, now freed by Harry’s help, burst out,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I say, Wizard Sean, magic is endless!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Be silent—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione waved her wand again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Second time today, Hermione—you’ve got one more attack round—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron tilted his head to dodge, but collided with her second spell, then slumped helplessly as Harry undid it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Now that meals are over, line up and follow me—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a clear voice rang out in the Great Hall—it was Professor McGonagall, guiding the young witches and wizards to the train.\u003C\u002Fp>",1003,"2026-06-19T10:00:42.198Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","4f49241f91f63f669440375b992f427d0712b6afa0a6831ef91f90119ca27047","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-481","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-479",526,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-learning-panel-cover.jpg"]