[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-transfiguration-master-of-hogwarts":3,"chapter-the-transfiguration-master-of-hogwarts-the-transfiguration-master-of-hogwarts-chapter-16":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Transfiguration Master of Hogwarts",{"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},2320721,4539,"Chapter 16: You Are Choosing Your Own Death!","the-transfiguration-master-of-hogwarts-chapter-16",16,"\u003Cp>The calm black lake reflected the hues of dusk...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The setting sun cast its final glimmer upon the towers of Hogwarts, where the grass beneath turned slightly yellow...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few birds flew home, chirping over the Forbidden Forest...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lawn was heavy with silence; the students stood frozen as if petrified, staring blankly into the distance...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry’s mind went blank; he collapsed to his knees, his earlier excitement vanished, the sudden shock leaving him unable to think.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone first broke into sobs; soon, the young witches and wizards on the lawn wept together—no one could remain unmoved by the loss of a life...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crying jolted Harry awake—he realized he was weeping, tears streaming down his face. He couldn’t remember the last time he had cried. His stomach felt as if filled with a heavy stone; grief clamped around his throat like a giant hand, making it hard to breathe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guilt filled his heart: if he hadn’t been arrogant enough to fly up and confront them, Allen wouldn’t have rushed to save him, wouldn’t have been caught in this...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of this, Harry’s guilt deepened, spiraling into extremes: if only he hadn’t come to Hogwarts, none of this would have happened! He should have stayed forever in the Muggle world—then he wouldn’t have dragged others into danger!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron also crashed down from the air, falling onto the grass, his eyes red, mumbling incoherently as he pounded the ground with his fists, as if trying to vent his inner anguish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Draco and his two companions landed on the ground as well; Draco stared in disbelief and shock—he’d only wanted to teach Allen and his friends a lesson, maybe break an arm or leg like Longbottom, never imagining it would escalate to this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glared at Crabbe, who lowered his head like a frightened girl, one hand clutching the hem of his robe, the other gripping several twigs from a broomstick. He sidled up to Goyle, trying to hide behind the fat boy’s bulk so no one could see him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Draco was the first to recover—he subtly tugged at the sleeve of Crabbe’s hand holding the broom twigs. Only then did Crabbe realize he was still clutching something and hastily flung it far away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But none of this escaped the young witches and wizards’ eyes—they were all eyewitnesses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione, still crying, charged at Crabbe like a furious lioness, jabbing her finger at his nose: “Why did you do this? We’re all classmates—why hit him so brutally? It was already over! Why ambush Allen?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ambush?!!” Harry snapped out of his guilt, regret, and sorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What ambush?! What just happened?!” he shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Allen just dove down to catch the glass ball like you did—he flew right past Crabbe, and Crabbe shot up and grabbed the tail of Allen’s broom, and then... then Allen’s broom went out of control and kept flying straight toward the sun!” Parvati Patil, eyes red, told Harry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry turned to Ron, searching his face. Ron wouldn’t meet his gaze. With a broken voice, he said: “Yes, I didn’t react in time—you two both dove down. When Allen’s broom went out of control, I tried to help him, but his broom was flying too fast—I couldn’t catch up!” He covered his face and wept.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry turned to the Slytherin students—they all avoided his gaze; some girls whispered quiet sobs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry instantly knew the truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He strode angrily toward Draco and his companions; Draco, knowing he was in the wrong, instinctively stepped back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crabbe cowered like a quail, burying his head behind Goyle and clutching him tightly to keep him from running.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Goyle struggled desperately to break free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry advanced step by step toward Crabbe, his eyes blazing with fury as if ready to burn him alive—even though their sizes were wildly unequal, his resolve never wavered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Look over there!” a young witch cried, pointing toward where Allen had fallen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry whirled around—he saw a single wingtip suddenly appear against the crimson horizon of the Forbidden Forest, then vanish. He thought he’d imagined it, rubbed his eyes hard, and stared fixedly at the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry saw the wingtip again—and this time, it appeared more frequently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heavy silence on the lawn shattered; everyone turned toward where the wings had appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, Allen glided out from above the Forbidden Forest, something clutched in his hand. He landed lightly on a large stone, folded his wings, and crouched sideways on the rock as if to rest—his massive wings concealed his body and most of his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry could only see his thin chin, nothing of his expression. The feathers on his wings were disheveled, clearly having endured great hardship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young witches and wizards surged toward Allen, cheering wildly at this miracle!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Allen moved—he slowly stood, turned his head slowly. Behind him, the distant sun had burned into a massive red orb, its crimson light sharpening the hard lines of his face, illuminating his tightly pressed lips, shrouding his eyes—but not hiding the furious, terrifying light within them!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The excited students fell silent, their voices dying away until not a sound remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allen looked past them toward Draco and his companions, who were trying to slip away unnoticed. He hurled the object in his right hand—Harry recognized it as a broken broom handle...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Allen spread his vast wings, their tattered feathers and scars making him seem even more majestic. He flung them wide, and shot upward like an arrow, hovering in midair, each hand gripping a green object that glowed vividly against the red light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the students’ viewpoint, Allen merged with the distant, fiery sunset—the crimson rays bathed his wings, turning them entirely red, deepening the atmosphere into one of chilling solemnity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wind at high altitude rushed through Allen’s massive wings, causing them to swell and ripple with the air, allowing him to hover motionless. He locked his gaze on Draco and his fleeing companions and roared:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re choosing your own death!”\u003C\u002Fp>",992,"2026-06-20T16:09:23.977Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","ece5e029f40ff7e36b3309da24e57860264c57ade95f294890b2472263b42391","the-transfiguration-master-of-hogwarts-chapter-17","the-transfiguration-master-of-hogwarts-chapter-15",284,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-transfiguration-master-of-hogwarts-cover.jpg"]