[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-learning-panel":3,"chapter-hogwarts-learning-panel-hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-56":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},2250294,4210,"Chapter 56","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-56",56,"\u003Cp>Professor Snape was not always disliked by young witches and wizards; at least, Wizard Sean expected to encounter this Potions professor in the dungeons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he loved to mock, the knowledge he taught would never vanish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These insights came from years of accumulation by a master of Potions, always precise and profoundly beneficial to Wizard Sean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the evening, the corridors of Hogwarts were steeped in a lazy, warm atmosphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The slanting sun cast golden light through the tall arched windows, painting long patches of glow upon the cold stone floors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The edge of the Forbidden Forest blurred ahead, as a thin veil of twilight drifted from between the trees, slowly swallowing the treetops of towering pines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean carried a small black bag, passing by the playful young witches and wizards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he walked past, several Hufflepuffs lifted their heads to look, but said nothing for the moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An orphan living at the school had few opportunities to earn money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean’s ideas for earning Galleons were probably:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Doing homework for others—though the income was low and competition likely existed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Running errands—requiring knowledge of secret passages; Wizard Sean suspected the Weasley twins had already entered this business.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His more acceptable method was to go to the greenhouses—Professor Sprout was happy to give young witches and wizards seeds, which Wizard Sean could grow and sell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Earning Galleons was important, but if it consumed time meant for studying magic,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean would consider it a poor trade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like his History of Magic notes, Wizard Sean would not rush to perfect them merely to earn Galleons,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>for the history of magic itself was fascinating enough; if one could not craft a sincere work through long, patient effort, but instead produced something purely for profit,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>it was hard to call that a good thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, Professor Snape’s words came at just the right moment:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even mediocre potions will never lack wizards eager to obtain them…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last time Professor Snape said this, Wizard Sean’s eyes had brightened noticeably, causing the Potions professor to pause for a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The surroundings grew colder and dimmer as Wizard Sean pushed open the dungeon door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not seeing the figure of the Potions master, he felt a flicker of disappointment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet it did not hinder him from swiftly retrieving his materials and lighting the cauldron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Snape’s guidance could certainly accelerate his progress, but without a solid foundation, deep understanding remained impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soft white steam rose once more, thread by thread, through the dungeon; the scene here had scarcely changed in a millennium,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>only the figures before the cauldrons kept changing, the one constant being their focused eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm. Two pairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deep in the dungeon, beside a row of bizarre specimens, a pair of gloomy eyes emerged,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>now lingering frequently and at length beside Wizard Sean’s cauldron, silently observing every step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Progress—great progress—came from nearly clumsy, stubborn effort…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Wizard Sean was about to brew the boil-water potion, a cold voice spoke:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is your intelligence so feeble you cannot even recognize a slimeball? On the left shelf, second row—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean froze, looked up at the high shelf, then carefully levitated down the glass jar with a Floating Charm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your pitiful eyes can only gather inferior ingredients,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>next time, if I see you using such trash to desecrate fine potions…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean Green—you’d better get out of my dungeon before I kick you out!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean naturally ignored Snape’s sarcasm, pausing slightly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What strange thing was this? Professor Snape had just allowed him to use his own materials?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean thought,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>evidently Hogwarts professors were all hidden millionaires.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Wizard Sean once again immersed himself in brewing, Professor Snape fell unusually silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could not forget that technique, even if it was only a clumsy imitation of his own,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>yet this had never happened before; few wizards were clever enough to memorize every detail of his potion-brewing demonstrations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Constant imitation, constant correction—this was nearly the universal path to success.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wizard before him was no Potions prodigy, but he was undeniably a solitary student who shared the same passion for Potions,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape had casually observed him,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he cared nothing for social ties, only the cauldron before him; this demeanor made it hard not to see echoes of the boy from Spinner’s End.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coupled with the idiotic explosions created by those foolish Gryffindors in Potions class,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>especially Harry Potter—who failed to even stop his idiot friends!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly an act of provocation!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, the frown that usually tightened on Professor Snape’s brow eased slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bubbles bubbled from the cauldron, the thick liquid slowly turning ink-green,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean focused intently on the heat control; the technique from Libius Polatch’s manual could elevate potion quality dramatically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet this made Professor Snape’s pupils contract sharply:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where did you learn this heat control—I don’t recall teaching it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean’s heart tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn it,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>did Professor Snape not approve of Libius Polatch’s heat control principles?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean remembered that in the original text, Professor Snape had made extensive annotations in his copy of “Advanced Potion-Making,” refining the methods described.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“‘Advanced Potion-Making,’ Professor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean admitted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Snape sneered,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Final step heat too low, stirring direction in step three reversed—start over. Are your eyes just decoration?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean blinked. Professor Snape knew about this hidden detail too?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hesitated not, immediately dismantled and restarted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two hours later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【You successfully brewed a dose of Boil-Cure Potion to a skilled standard, proficiency +10】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Professor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was Wizard Sean’s second skilled-grade Boil-Cure Potion, meeting the standard for sale,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Snape reclaimed it under Hogwarts’ fixed potion-recycling regulations,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>though Wizard Sean suspected the rule was fabricated on the spot,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the professor had given him a hefty three Galleons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without a word, he carefully placed the Galleons in his bag, silently thinking: Potions was truly a high-profit industry in the magical world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape watched the cautious young wizard, his face plainly reading “Hmph—pathetic.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the potion was done, he scrutinized the barely acceptable brew again, a cold curve forming on his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice, like the faint rustling in the dungeon, was hoarse and steeped in malice:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even the most barren soil can occasionally produce something decent by accident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An acceptable result merely means you’ve barely crawled out of the abyss of incompetence—not stepped onto the Diantang  of Potions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t numb your mind with arrogance. Otherwise, regret will be your only cure—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean Green—mediocrity is a choice, and here, I accept no one who chooses it.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1082,"2026-06-19T10:00:40.768Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","69acc29845fd01176aa23286df992c858cc99bb15e2671775956680c2476b0a0","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-57","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-55",526,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-learning-panel-cover.jpg"]