[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-learning-panel":3,"chapter-hogwarts-learning-panel-hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-89":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},2250327,4210,"Chapter 89: Secret","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-89",89,"\u003Cp>It wasn’t just Gryffindor coming for flight training; Wizard Sean could see a group of Hufflepuffs from far away, laughing and chatting as they entered the Quidditch pitch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Wizard Sean passed them, he noticed the brooms and books they carried—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hufflepuff on the far left, whose smile was plainly earnest, held The Beater’s Bible—its first rule read: “Take out the Seeker.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gentle senior in the center, holding a broom, casually opened Quidditch Through the Ages and pointed to a passage:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Score using a pincer maneuver—two Chasers enter the scoring zone, knock the Keeper aside, and leave a goal ring fully exposed to the third Chaser.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This drew a burst of laughter from the group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean didn’t know whether Quidditch had made the Hufflepuffs savage, or whether wizards were inherently savage to begin with,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>so he quietly kept his distance from the Quidditch team and left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The morning Quidditch pitch was shrouded in a thin, pearly mist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stands were empty; only a few early owls preened their feathers on high perches. Dew clung to the goal hoops, occasionally dripping and splashing into mushroom-shaped puddles on the soft grass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean wrapped himself in a thick Ravenclaw scarf, tucked his Intermediate Transfiguration book into his bag, and the glossy redwood handle of his Firebolt 2000 glowed faintly gold-red in the sunlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean listened to the wind sweeping across the pitch—a sound of near-hypnotic calm. Far off, a few hoots came from the owlery; a letter flapped its wings lazily toward the castle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By then, Wizard Sean had already approached Hogwarts Castle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a room where the fireplace blazed fiercely, Minerva McGonagall’s stern gaze softened into deep tenderness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…He truly ought to rest; this was what he deserved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Little wizard! Let me ask you a question!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mr. Owl flapped his wings, staring at Wizard Sean as he came from the Great Hall; though Wizard Sean knew he’d be let in regardless of his answer, he always answered Mr. Owl seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Neville shivering in the cold wind beside him, Wizard Sean sighed softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wizard Sean… it’s too hard… I can’t answer at all…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neville seemed unaware of Mr. Owl’s nature and was nearly on the verge of tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Drink.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean silently handed over his freshly obtained, steaming pumpkin juice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think Jia Jia Siting already told you about this, so Neville, why don’t you go in?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After drinking the steaming pumpkin juice, Neville’s trembling body calmed considerably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Too… impolite… I can’t… be a burden…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neville stammered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’ll get used to it eventually, like Jia Jia Siting did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Difficult question! Mysterious question! Little wizard! Clever little wizard! Why do both Hogwarts and the nearby village names contain ‘lard’?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Mr. Owl had never stumped Wizard Sean, he never grew tired of asking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Superior wisdom is the greatest treasure! If you forget this, Ravenclaw’s door will walk away on its own!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mr. Owl had once said this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hogwarts was founded around the tenth century, when wild boars were sacred animals, favored by nobles and great figures of Western kingdoms for hunting. Hmm, they also symbolized spiritual power and Druidic priests.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, Mr. Owl made no further noise, but bowed gracefully—and a sky-blue door appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neville stared wide-eyed at Mr. Owl’s bow; he remembered this gentleman was supposed to flap his wings, bare his claws, and angrily try to grab people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good morning—Wizard Sean.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jia Siting was watering a sky-plum tree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since Neville joined and brought many potted plants, Jia Jia Siting had also received some from Professor Sprout.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like the sky-plum—a fruit resembling a small orange-red radish, hanging upside-down from its shrub.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean remembered that Xenophilius Lovegood and a few others believed sky-plums could enhance one’s ability to accept the bizarre.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fireplace crackled, dispelling the chill that lingered in the corridor; Neville shuffled over and sat on the soft wooden chair beside it, the flames slowly warming his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s that, Wizard Sean?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jia Siting spotted the long package at once; a few straight, neat branches peeked out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Obviously a broom.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione, who had been buried in her book, suddenly looked up and said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cool—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jia Siting murmured, then turned away naturally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t until Wizard Sean sank into the world of The Origins of Transfiguration that Jia Jia Siting finally leaned in to peek at the broom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Want some syrup tart?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jia Siting pulled out a pastry from nowhere—it was made of flaky pastry and golden syrup.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Great Hall, this tart was usually served hot with a dollop of clotted cream; sometimes substituted with ordinary cream, custard, or yogurt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, oh, thank you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neville stammered as he accepted it, fiddling with the large, old wooden table piled high with pots and jars of all sizes and shapes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blackroot in the corner lazily curled its pale new leaves; nearby, under a magical glass dome, several young white willow sprouts twitched their leaves restlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re curious about Wizard Sean’s broom too, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jia Siting whispered, as if discussing a secret mission.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Y-yes…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neville didn’t dare say no.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Wizard Sean finally snapped back to awareness, he saw Neville and Jia Jia Siting stealthily lifting a corner of the package; Hermione watched helplessly from behind, and when her eyes met his green ones, she instantly flinched in startled panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean quietly looked away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh—it’s the Firebolt 2000! Merlin!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jia Siting and Neville reached back to touch the golden letters stamped on the broom’s handle, and he marveled,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Excellent, Neville.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hint of newfound confidence appeared on Neville’s shy face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good—this time, at least, he hadn’t messed up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Firebolt 2000—?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione, who had been about to speak, was stunned again by the news.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And the flying test—! The notice was inside the package—it’s tomorrow afternoon…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jia Siting murmured to himself,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wizard Sean never told us… Oh, Hermione, want some syrup tart?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You were… no, where did you get that from?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So many things to say, Hermione didn’t know which to start with.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jia Siting smiled,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is exactly what I was going to tell you today—some… wondrous things.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1032,"2026-06-19T10:00:40.768Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","b4d7599bed5fb16b21568518e5dc86d30e38028149243deb51e673e1c3162e91","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-90","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-88",526,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-learning-panel-cover.jpg"]