[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-learning-panel":3,"chapter-hogwarts-learning-panel-hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-488":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},2250726,4210,"Chapter 488: Bookworm","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-488",488,"\u003Cp>“What are your names?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ticket seller suddenly fell silent and asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seán was about to answer when Harry shook his head at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry’s mind was flooded with a thousand thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, they had just used powerful magic, meaning they were nearly expelled from Hogwarts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only strange thing was, why hadn’t the Ministry of Magic come rushing over to arrest them for such a serious violation of the Decree for the Reasonable Restriction of Underage Sorcery?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could Seán’s “grandpa’s wand” really have such power?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Would switching wands make the Ministry allow them to cast magic in front of Muggles?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry vaguely felt it wasn’t like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dared not gamble on whether the Ministry would come, so he thought staying anonymous was certainly no bad idea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My name is Neville, Neville Longbottom.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry said, winking hard at Seán.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, now I’m Justin, Justin Finch-Fletchley.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seán guessed Harry’s intention in a single second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t explain, because soon, the Minister for Magic, Fudge, would explain for them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you mean—now you’re called?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ticket seller Stan pressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It means I changed my name. Don’t you understand?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry said without thinking, then quickly boarded the bus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Up close, he saw that Stan Sampson was hardly older than him—maybe eighteen or nineteen—with large, flapping ears and a few acne spots on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So—so this bus—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry rushed on, hoping to distract Stan,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You said it can go anywhere?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s right,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stan said proudly,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Anywhere on land. Underwater won’t work. By the way,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his face darkened with suspicion again, “you were the one who signaled us to stop, weren’t you? Mr. Justin, you raised your wand, didn’t you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You were the one who signaled us to stop, weren't you? Mr. Jia Jia Siting, you raised your wand, didn't you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seán, you’re Justin now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry immediately prodded Seán, who had just sat down and pulled out a book—he seemed not to have heard Stan calling him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Stan’s suspicion rising again, Harry hurried on:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How much to London?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Eleven Sickles,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stan replied in a businesslike tone,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Pay fourteen and you get chocolate; pay fifteen and you get a hot water bottle and a toothbrush—any color you like.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry rummaged through his trunk, pulled out his money pouch, and shoved several silver coins into Stan’s hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was about to tell Seán he’d paid for both of them when he saw a dozen silver Sickles floating toward them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you—here’s your chocolate—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stan looked left and right, but saw no one waving a wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, his gaze locked onto the young wizard quietly reading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he looked at Stan, the chocolate floated over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wandless magic—I’ve never learned this—I knew the professor must’ve held back something!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wandless casting—I never learned that—so the professor must have held back something!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, that’s Seán.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry looked proudly pleased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wait, you mean… he’s not called Justin?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stan suddenly fixed his eyes on Harry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry felt as if a bucket of cold water had been dumped on him, but Stan didn’t seem focused on the name Justin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Seán—you just said Seán, right? Mr. Seán Green? The Mr. Green who wrote the Seven Green Notes, including *Green Notes: History of Magic*, *History of Magical Positions*, and *Green Notes: Standardized Spells*?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You just said Wizard Sean, didn't you? Mr. Wizard Sean Green, that Mr. Green?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mr. Green, who wrote the seven volumes of Green's Notes, including Green's Notes: History of Magic, History of Magical Positions, and Green's Notes: Standards of Charms?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry sighed in relief, muttering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Green! Merlin, what an honor to meet you!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I never imagined you’d be so young!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—Oh, I love your *Green Notes: Standardized Spells*! I learned sixteen spells from it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stan burst out, rushing into the bus. Harry watched his back, silently lifted his trunk, and boarded the bus—Hedwig’s cage sat atop the trunk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were no seats; along the curtained windows stood six or seven brass-framed beds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Candles burned on brackets beside each bed, lighting the wooden walls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Near the rear, a small wizard wearing a nightcap muttered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thanks, not now—I’m pickling some snails.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rolled over in his sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry didn’t know where to sit, so he walked toward Stan, who was still talking excitedly, and Seán, who listened with interest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You standardized wand gestures and incantations—I mean, you had no idea how many bizarre pronunciations we had.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Your notes ran comparative experiments on those strange pronunciations and gestures—yes!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s what you said in the book, right? Comparative experiments?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stan chattered on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You said this in your book, didn't you—the controlled experiment?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry wanted to sit down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t interrupt me, sleep on this bed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stan quickly assigned Harry a spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry could only sigh and obediently walked toward the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah, yes, comparative experiments—I remember. You also classified spell progression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be honest, I’ve mastered ten *Proficient*-level spells!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ve never experienced anything like this at Hogwarts…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You can’t imagine how a clumsy wizard who graduated and ended up as a ticket seller could achieve this in just six months—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s why I decided to apply for a job at Green’s Bookshop—I heard your shopkeeper is an excellent wizard…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Stan spoke, his eyes grew moist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t know how to thank you… no one ever taught me this. I thought the magical world only cared about gifted wizards.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words left Seán stunned and at a loss:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do you remember the epigraph on the cover of *Green Notes: Standardized Spells*?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words left Wizard Sean momentarily stunned and at a loss for words:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How could I forget—‘Dedicated to every soul who believes in magic; the door to magic opens for every wizard who believes in it.’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stan sniffled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“For a wizard like you to read those notes, I believe they’ve found their home.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seán said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now Stan’s eyes were fully red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, Seán is always like this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry watched them, then pushed his trunk under the bed behind the driver—the driver sat in a rocking chair beside the steering wheel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello, lad. I’m the driver, Earn Plank.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry watched them as he shoved the trunk beneath the bunk behind the driver, who sat in a wingback chair at the steering wheel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was an elderly wizard, wearing thick glasses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Drive on, Earn.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice came from Seán’s side—Stan, still covering his face, sat down in the chair beside Earn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another deafening *thump*, and Harry found himself lying flat on his back on the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice came from Wizard Sean’s side; Stan, covering his face, sat down in the armchair beside Earn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another deafening bang, and then Harry found himself lying on his back on the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>",1107,"2026-06-19T10:00:42.198Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","6c0435b8eb2323022f05f640d8b2464586ec15825d731a90559db23582f2d85a","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-489","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-487",526,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-learning-panel-cover.jpg"]