[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-learning-panel":3,"chapter-hogwarts-learning-panel-hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-66":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},2250304,4210,"Chapter 66: Come to Me","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-66",66,"\u003Cp>In the corridor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean Green glanced twice at Sir Cadogan, who had his back to him and was still trying to climb onto the small horse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn’t seem like anything was wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Little Green, you always look unwell.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lady Violet blinked, curious,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Potions, Charms, or Transfiguration today?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Transfiguration.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean answered honestly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he glanced again at Sir Cadogan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The knight appeared unharmed—perhaps Professor Snape was unusually… lenient with portraits?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Wizard Sean was leaving, a muffled female voice chuckled:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, my dear Sir, little Green is gone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did the knight in the portrait slowly turn around—his front looked nothing like his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His polished plate armor, from chest to belly guard, was dented into unnatural curves; the nasal guard was bent sharply to the left,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and the once-proud red ostrich feather atop his helm was now only half its length, limp and dripping mud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face was a scene of disaster:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his left eye swollen shut to a slit, his right eye bulging wide; his beard clumped into stiff, gluey strands, flecked with suspicious mushroom fragments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are you staring at?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was hoarse but still boisterous, glaring at the young wizards outside the frame,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Never seen battle medals before?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when the young wizards circled to the side of the frame, they all burst into laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sir Cadogan’s backside presented a completely different sight—the silver-blue cloak bore not a single smudge, its velvet surface as smooth as new;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the plate armor on his back gleamed so brightly it reflected Hermione Granger’s furrowed brow as she hurried past;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>even the tassel of the longsword strapped to his back was meticulously braided, swaying gracefully with his movements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahaha—Sir, you’ve really gone through it—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lady Violet laughed until she couldn’t breathe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cowardly ogre! Ganging up on one!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sir Cadogan growled in frustration, startling a first-year into sitting down hard,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And that cowardly…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced left and right, saw nothing, then muttered under his breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Professor Snape’s potion aid, Wizard Sean’s progress in Charms had been astonishing—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>where he once needed hours of rest before practicing again, now he recovered half his strength in just thirty minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Agua—men—ti!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Wizard Sean’s wand traced the arc of flowing water, a stream followed its tip,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>though it didn’t last long, being able to Making Guide the water meant his proficiency had increased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【You practiced the Aqua Motus spell at a proficient level. Proficiency +10】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean silently checked his panel:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Accio: Apprentice (3\u002F300)】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Aqua Motus: Beginner (2\u002F900)】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Wingardium Leviosa: Beginner (200\u002F900)】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He might reach Beginner level in Accio before tomorrow—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>thinking of it, Wizard Sean’s lips curled upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Agua—men—ti!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A strong, clear female voice rang out—Hermione’s wand tip also produced a stream of water,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So the wider the arc, the better the effect…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She drew the exact curve on her notebook, while her other quill trembled—Wizard Sean had added pronunciation details.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Hermione lifted her nose high, glancing at Justin still practicing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My mother says every brook has its own course,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Justin smiled gently, utterly unconcerned by his slow progress,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But do you know what happens? They all meet the sea.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words made Hermione blush; the little witch turned her head away:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine, looks like you can manage on your own.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No—my mother meant all rivers in the world eventually reunite, Hermione. Will you help a stranded brook?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Justin held his wand out, looking utterly in need of assistance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione puffed her cheeks, but still leaned closer:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph—your stress accents are all wrong!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wednesday.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ceiling of the Great Hall still glowed with pale purple dawn light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thousands of candles hung midair, casting warm halos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The four long tables were already noisy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First-years in pajamas rubbed sleepy eyes, nearly pouring pumpkin juice into their porridge;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>two Hufflepuff girls leaned heads together over Transfiguration notes, their hair tips sticky with jam;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the Ravenclaw table erupted in laughter as someone made their History of Magic textbook tap-dance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Owls dove from above like a rain of feathers, delivering parcels and newspapers like the Daily Prophet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today’s messengers were unusually numerous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean’s table now had over ten owls,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean speculated,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>perhaps owls shared secrets among themselves—otherwise, why did the number of owls coming for food keep increasing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he fought with his lamb chop while waving his wand, tearing toast and flinging nuts and bits of meat toward the weary messengers’ feathers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione received an unusually large number of letters today,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and inside each were books, delicate quills, or sweets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her tone softened considerably; her main activity was writing letters carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Justin did not appear in the Great Hall,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>as he’d been busy in the kitchens these past two days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, when Hermione urgently needed to send a letter last time, he’d sent his own owl to help—and accidentally learned a piece of news—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tomorrow was the little witch’s birthday.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After quietly gathering some information, he’d nearly fought a war in the kitchens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along the way, he casually asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wizard Sean, oh—I mean, what about you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean fell silent for a moment, then shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For an orphan raised in an orphanage, the day they were found was their birthday,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but sadly, the caretaker who found Wizard Sean had quit, unable to bear the meager pay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the orphanage hadn’t celebrated birthdays for orphans in years,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>so knowing one’s birth date had become a luxury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Wizard Sean didn’t notice that when he shook his head,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Justin had frozen completely in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Great Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every table had been visited by owls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione opened letters; upon pulling out a plush toy, her face flushed with annoyance,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>then she reluctantly, yet carefully, tucked it into her bag.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But at Wizard Sean’s table, letters were unusually absent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean didn’t care—he fought with his lamb chop while pondering whether to send the Weasley twins on a “mission” to steal a broom back,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>with all this potion-brewing, he might still scrape together a hundred Galleons to buy a Cleansweep 1500.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he’d have to account for the twins’ fee…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Wizard Sean’s thoughts drifted,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>an owl with unmistakably cheerful demeanor landed before him, clutching a letter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Wizard Sean gently offered a small piece of lamb chop, the owl placed the letter in his hand instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean was silent for a moment,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he remembered—he was an orphan, wasn’t he? What the hell was this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, he’d already seen enough “ghosts” at Hogwarts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he opened the envelope:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>{This is indeed your letter, so come to me, child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—Minerva McGonagall}\u003C\u002Fp>",1098,"2026-06-19T10:00:40.768Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","1afa769c7c5c0ffccf7dd53234fa07fd70c2c6c85c1e556a52aacc4a4ed141e0","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-67","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-65",526,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-learning-panel-cover.jpg"]