[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-learning-panel":3,"chapter-hogwarts-learning-panel-hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-518":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},2250756,4210,"Chapter 518","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-518",518,"\u003Cp>Walking through the Borderlands was a strange experience; Snape saw the mist floating like clouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clouds rolled and unfolded, revealing a bright, pure white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black cat lay atop a clump of mist, and Snape could clearly see his own desires within the bizarre, shifting mist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw those ordinary days still chasing him, the mist clumps drifting from his body, still twisted with grim faces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew he could not stay long, even as the black cat subtly nudged the mist clumps with its tail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he walked, watching the black cat struggle carefully against the mist clumps, Snape suddenly smiled awkwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this haze and illusion, he caught a glimpse of something real.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like that black cat, which had accidentally wandered into his unremarkable life, since that day his life had begun to change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop wasting your effort.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape said suddenly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black cat pretended nothing had happened, hiding a mist clump that hissed ominously behind its back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ha—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape surveyed the vast, white expanse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He surveyed the dreams, thoughts, and forgotten luck it had given him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before leaving the Borderlands, he suddenly understood everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some things hidden in daylight, unspeakable words, were laid bare and honest here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because here, souls stood close; in the Borderlands, what separated wizards was only the distance between hearts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape saw his own threads of mist, faintly connected to the black cat’s fur; he saw those threads were thick, wider than the span of a finger, far surpassing the gossamer threads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Foolish.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words formed on his lips but made no sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he simply let the mist rise, swallowing his form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape woke up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first rays of morning sunlight slipped through the window crack and fell upon his face, still unaccustomed to reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He squinted, not yet adjusted to returning to the waking world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before last night, he had believed all dreams were failures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like spring flowers were winter’s dreams—distant, hazy, bearing fantasies and a desperate longing to tear apart reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So the winter wizard reached out, and could only grasp the pain of uncertainty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But today, the dream showed him truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so, this skeptical man, for the first time, felt certainty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean still couldn’t find Rita; she was always one to seek adventure, and in his dream, Professor Newt had smiled, saying it was common not to find her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like him—he had lost her for decades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean felt no disappointment; in truth, even if he met Alanna, it would do little good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could not yet summon his soul guest, nor bring the old wizard to see her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Wizard Sean lowered the priority of this matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, before him lay the task of raising his proficiency in the Fiendfyre Curse from [Proficient] to [Expert].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was only one-tenth away; with enough effort, Wizard Sean might achieve the rank of Dark Arts Master before summer break.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus Wizard Sean’s life sank once more into the vast realm of magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each morning, he awoke in Ravenclaw Tower, ate quickly, and began practicing Fiendfyre in the dungeons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he devoted every waking moment—excluding meals and sleep—to studying Dark Arts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Studying day and night” barely described Wizard Sean; even Snape frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had no doubt of the boy’s passion for magic, but wizards were still flesh and blood; constantly draining one’s mental energy and relying on potions to recover was no wise strategy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Potions Competition is coming soon…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape, watching the exhausted wizard, interrupted his next attempt to practice,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Before then, you’d better learn enough potions. If a wizard cannot brew sufficiently excellent potions, he should at least learn enough of them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape said coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Resting in his chair, Wizard Sean silently opened his panel; under Snape’s nearly vengeful teaching, Wizard Sean had already mastered all Potions from first to fifth year at Hogwarts—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, it was revenge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean had never brewed a Master-level potion, and Snape had developed a strong suspicion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He began to suspect that the potions themselves might have some flaw, preventing the wizard who wrote his own book, *The Will of Potions*, from reaching the realm described within it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That is, he had theorized the optimal effects of the Will of Potions theory based solely on guesswork, yet could not achieve it himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet his guess was correct—he had tested it himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he had built a towering skyscraper on ground with no foundation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This reality was far from ideal for his plans; *The Will of Potions* was meant to be the most outstanding potion achievement in a century, to be displayed by the young wizard at the Potions Competition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Next, you must brew a qualified shrinking potion. Remember your position: Potions teaching assistant.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape said sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had one final sentence he did not speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That is, remember your position—not only as Potions teaching assistant, but also as the only…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I understand, Professor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Potions, he had only a negligible talent; his panel’s Potion talent had remained unchanged for a long time:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Title: Potion Familiarity】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Greatly increases perception of potions, greatly enhances Potion talent】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Wizard Wizard Sean, Potion talent: Blue (Potion Familiarity title active; original talent: White). Note: Average wizard is Green.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Advancement: Six Expert-level potions brewed, six Proficient-level potions brewed, unlock Expert-level Potion title】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Six Expert-level potions…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean silently considered, identifying the final two missing types as Shrinking Potion and Soothing Potion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soothing Potion was in demand at the school infirmary, giving Wizard Sean many chances to practice; Shrinking Potion was required for third-year wizards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only problem now was insufficient time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Wizard Sean happened to know some alchemical devices that extended time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Days slipped away in the sunlight of the underground classroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean spent every day dealing with daisy roots, fig skins, rat spleens, and leech juice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Occasionally, Wizard Sean considered burning all the green Shrinking Potion with Fiendfyre—if it still failed to become a uniform liquid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At such moments, Wizard Sean would suddenly pause, and treat his Dark Arts study with even greater caution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he instinctively reached for the destructive power of Fiendfyre, then once he learned the Imperius Curse, he would likely be corrupted by it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean clearly grasped a simple truth: possessing a sharp blade naturally breeds the will to kill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To rid himself of this influence, Wizard Sean must reshape the 【Order】 of Dark Arts within the wizard’s heart.\u003C\u002Fp>",1064,"2026-06-19T10:00:42.198Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","7addab90fa5366d757c48af74f9b6a47b16c8a1ddd632448471e8299f6633cf7","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-519","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-517",526,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-learning-panel-cover.jpg"]