[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-learning-panel":3,"chapter-hogwarts-learning-panel-hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-94":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},2250332,4210,"Chapter 94: Alchemy","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-94",94,"\u003Cp>“Amazing! Wizard Sean!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two figures darted past the Gryffindors before Madam Hooch could react, arriving before Wizard Sean, who still clutched a Quaffle in his hand—Madam Hooch hadn’t even had time to hand him the flight permit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh—Wizard Sean, what would you like to drink? Honey lemon tea? Pumpkin juice? Or hot cocoa?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Justin held three different drinks in both hands, all still steaming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean still hadn’t seen how they appeared, but he was certain a house-elf had materialized nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wipe your face.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione handed him a towel, looking anxious—his forehead was drenched in sweat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean took the towel and saw Madam Hooch walking over with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Madam Hooch placed the permit, stamped with a red seal, into Wizard Sean’s hand,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enjoy your flight—but… be careful.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Justin and Hermione leaned in close:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Merlin! Is that the flight permit no one’s won in seven years?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Justin seemed ready to bury his face in the permit, forgetting entirely the “interrogation” he and Hermione had just planned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean saw him cradling the permit like a treasure and didn’t mind—he just took a small sip of hot cocoa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Warmth drove away the chill; the sweetness on his tongue made him close his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Delicious…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cool—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Justin had finished reading the permit word by word; Hermione rolled her eyes at him:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wizard Sean hasn’t even looked at it yet.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Madam Hooch watched the three with interest,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the Gryffindor Quidditch team members beside her were far less pleased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Flight permit, Fred? Remember? The captain didn’t get one until his first year.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>George blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course I remember—he was miserable for a whole month!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fred replied with a tone of regret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shut up, you two!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wood’s anger nearly ignited the grass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry stared at Wizard Sean for a long while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, before entering Hogwarts, everyone had told him he was a hero; though he tried not to let it go to his head, he still felt a little dizzy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But soon, the conversation shifted toward Wizard Sean—everyone agreed he was a wizard who would achieve great things in magic, a view nearly all professors endorsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He always studied mysteriously at Hogwarts, never attending gatherings, disliking games, and so few had even seen him—only occasionally in the Great Hall could you hear Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall talking:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mr. Green? Yes, Professor McGonagall—he’s mastered nonverbal spells.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nonverbal spells—Harry vaguely remembered those were taught only in sixth year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet somehow, no one could truly envy him—everyone saw him pale-faced during class, practicing spells, applying ice packs, steam rising from his ears, yet never stopping his reading in the Great Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If anyone truly envied him and tried to cause trouble, the students who’d read his “cheap” History of Magic notes wouldn’t allow it:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you bother Mr. Green and make him unable to finish his Green Notes, Merlin… you’ll regret it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In short, he was a diligent genius—sometimes making others feel there was no point even trying to catch up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the Slytherins dared not speak ill of him; the last person who tried to pick a fight was still in detention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Harry, oh—you’ve got an important task.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wood’s words snapped Harry out of his thoughts… important task, Wood had already assigned several; Harry assumed this would be another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he hadn’t expected—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go find out whether this—Green—has joined the Ravenclaw Quidditch team. If he has, we’ll need to change our plans…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wood frowned, his tone heavy,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course, you’re still the core of our Gryffindor team plan. If we work together, we’ll still win the Quidditch Cup!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The task came so suddenly Harry hadn’t even processed it—he’d already nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when he realized what he’d done did he widen his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean spread the flight permit flat—it seemed to possess some magical property.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Madam Hooch instructed, he placed it on the broom; the broom immediately seemed etched with a special connection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean sensed it was almost certainly a binding charm—but far more than that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It made him sigh—Hogwarts, in some sense, truly was “the safest.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the changing room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean quickly changed clothes, but was blocked as he left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can you sense the spells on it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A red-haired figure stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean nodded—then another voice spoke:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then you’ll be awed by the secrets of alchemy!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another red-haired figure circled behind Wizard Sean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s the finest subject at Hogwarts.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“—Too bad you can’t study it until sixth year.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Unless you’re at Beauxbatons—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There, even lower years learn beautiful alchemy!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master Nicolas Flamel came from Beauxbatons—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m sure you’ve heard of this master.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But you certainly don’t fully understand.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two spoke in unison:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“After all, he’s lived over six hundred years!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean had recognized Fred and George long ago; their synchronized banter had already sparked his deep interest in alchemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then… Senior Weasley, how do I begin?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You have to tell us how many spells you felt on the broom.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fred set his broom down—it immediately floated into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’ve never met anyone else like us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>George raised an eyebrow,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alchemy doesn’t tolerate mediocrity.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean thought for a moment, then rummaged through his bag and pulled out a notebook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the first moment he touched a broom, he’d consciously recorded his perceptions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The night before the flying test, he’d nearly taken the Firebolt apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he didn’t understand the principles, he knew how the broom worked, so he’d sketched a rough anatomical diagram, with notes on its actual effects and possible spell combinations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizard Sean handed over his notebook; he watched Fred’s expression shift from curiosity to bright-eyed fascination—he glanced at Wizard Sean, then back at the notebook:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“George, you’ve got to see this—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re an alchemy prodigy!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>George declared loudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just like us!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fred added, lifting his chin.\u003C\u002Fp>",974,"2026-06-19T10:00:40.768Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","0c336d43039b3cd9bf1081beb4c075ddf88dc0cd3ebd4acf1b2cfe2d4dfc8759","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-95","hogwarts-learning-panel-chapter-93",526,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-learning-panel-cover.jpg"]