[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-john-wick":3,"chapter-hogwarts-john-wick-hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-108":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Hogwarts’ John Wick",{"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},1646092,2109,"108: Albania and the source of Call","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-108",108,"\u003Cp>The silver thread slipped from John's palm and started pulling in a specific direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tightened his grip, and the thread remained still in his hand, though he could feel a faint force tugging at it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's guiding me,\" John muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment of consideration, he left the Belby estate and Apparated. The moment he activated Apparition, the pull of the thread in his hand grew stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then John did something incredibly reckless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't complete the Apparition. Instead, he let the thread pull him wherever it wanted to go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sensation was strange, his body being stretched and compressed in all directions. Slowly, he felt himself being drawn into the thread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body raced through an unknown dimension, enduring the pain of this rapid acceleration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a loud pop, John finally landed, glowing with a faint silver light. The thread in his hand began to dissolve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took a look around and said, \"Fuu~ I can say for certain, I've just illegally entered another country—Urg! Uwack!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wild and untamed surroundings made it clear—this wasn't anywhere in his homeland.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The primitive forest surrounded John, emphasizing how remote this place was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was his first time using Apparition for such a long-distance journey, and the intense nausea hit him hard. He gagged, his mouth opening as he dry-heaved a few times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Haah.. This scene looks exactly like the place I saw before,\" he muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a while, he recovered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He fixed his gaze on a forked tree. In his earlier vision, this tree had appeared as well. The figure he saw had hidden there before disappearing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carefully approaching the tree, John's pupils dilated, the blackness in his eyes spreading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his sight, tiny chaotic particles of magic shimmered on the tree, just a few, scattered here and there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is this ancient magic?\" he wondered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once he was sure there was no immediate danger, John reached out to touch the particles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as his hand made contact, the chaotic particles transformed into a snake, biting his palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He recoiled quickly, inspecting his hand. A faint, dark wound was left behind, barely noticeable unless examined closely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Highly aggressive,\" he murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After some trial and error, he conjured a small orb of water at his fingertips and wrapped it around the chaotic particles, containing them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Only goblin magic, which is also ancient, can control this,\" John muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three drops of water, each encasing one chaotic particle, swirled around his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grabbed one of the orbs and softly whispered, \"Point me (poineme).\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was merely an experiment, but to his surprise, the water droplet in his palm pointed in a specific direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John followed the direction indicated by the orb, noticing that the underbrush thickened as he progressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Occasionally, strange magical creatures scurried away, either from the sides or from the trees above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn. If Hagrid were here, he'd be thrilled,\" John thought with amusement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At one point, a Red Cap attempted to ambush him, aiming for his knees, but John swiftly kicked it away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After some time, the orb in his hand suddenly exploded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Out of magic?\" he remarked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Picking up the next orb, he repeated the process.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time the last orb had also burst, John had been walking for nearly another hour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, he saw an exit ahead — a small wooden cabin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Noticing the absence of any light inside, John paused for a moment before casting a Disillusionment Charm on himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he approached the cabin, he heard faint noises coming from within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It sounded like a large snake hissing and flicking its tongue, accompanied by a chilling, sucking noise that made John's skin crawl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nagini!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice made John pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last time he'd heard it was in his first year, in the Chamber of the Philosopher's Stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hoarse, cold, like the feeling of a stone slipping down your spine in the dead of winter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John instinctively gripped his wand tighter and crept closer to the wooden cabin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cabin, once someone's home, had likely now become a tomb for its previous owner, reduced to little more than bones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through a crack, John saw him—Voldemort, the Dark Lord who once terrorized the magical world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, he was grotesque, an unnatural monstrosity, lying weakly on top of a twelve-foot-long serpent, Nagini.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort was surviving on venom, barely clinging to life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was so weak, so vulnerable, that a single thought crossed John's mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Kill him.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought, once there, surged like a flood, unstoppable and overwhelming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had once defeated Voldemort when he possessed Quirrell. He had beaten Tom Riddle, the student form of the Dark Lord.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John thought to himself: perhaps he could kill Voldemort now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, perhaps he could alter the entire course of history—change the future of Hogwarts and prevent the many battles to come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Kill him.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Kill himKill himKill himKill himKill himKill himKill himKill him'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought became unstoppable, flooding John's mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes locked onto the grotesque figure that was Voldemort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wand in his hand was ready to unleash a Killing Curse or Fiendfyre, to erase the Dark Lord from existence forever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Merlin's First-Class Order, future White Wizard, the esteemed Johnny Silverhand, savior of the magical world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These visions of the future flickered through his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John's heartbeat quickened as he raised his wand, pointing directly at the abomination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he was about to strike, John's vision flashed with colors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fiendfyre!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John cast the spell decisively, and crimson flames instantly engulfed the entire wooden cabin form outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw Voldemort's angry roar, and the big snake wanted to get out but the outside was surrounded by Fiendfyre.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fiendfyre turned into a fire dragon and entered the cabin window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment it entered, Fiendfyre touched a barrier and turned into a green flame snake to devour John.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beads of sweat covered his forehead as John realized his fate. The thoughts flooding his mind vanished instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There's an incredibly advanced rebound curse on it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John was filled with fear. If he had actually attacked, the rebound curse would have severely harmed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, he realized that his state of mind earlier had been off, much like when Harry had been influenced by the diary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without making a sound, John retreated, realizing he had almost fallen into the Dark Lord's trap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luckily, his ability to foresee the future saved him. Otherwise, he might not have walked away from this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once he had retreated far enough, John fixed his gaze on the small cabin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His pupils darkened as he saw the cabin was flowing with chaotic particles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Could these be related to Voldemort?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John couldn't recall Voldemort ever using ancient magic, but given the Dark Lord's talent, it wouldn't be surprising if he had mastered it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he observed further, he noticed that the chaotic particles were not coming from Voldemort but were instead emanating from the snake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nagini… \" After muttering the snake's name, some fog cleared from his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"..I somehow remember it was destroyed by Neville as a Horcrux later.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Staring at the giant snake, John suddenly heard a voice in his ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>~~\"I'm here, save me.\"~~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice was sorrowful, filled with pain and sadness. John looked in surprise at the large snake, which showed no signs of anything unusual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice seemed to be coming from inside the snake, as if someone was trapped within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Voldemort's magic, or...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John recalled that it was after touching the book on the Blood Curse that he first heard the call. He glanced at the giant snake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it be that this was a victim of the Blood Curse, transformed into a cursed serpent?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Blood Curse could turn a person into a snake, granting them a power similar to that of an Animagus, but with the risk of being consumed by that very power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If his guess was correct, the snake's original form should be human.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Blood Curse was ancient, and it seemed to align with the characteristics of ancient magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, you were the one calling me here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John gazed at the serpent, falling deep into thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This snake was destined to become one of Voldemort's Horcruxes—or perhaps it already was?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under such circumstances, taking the snake away seemed to be filled with challenges.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmm, Should I go back and get help?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as the thought occurred, John immediately dismissed it. He had no idea where he was, and if he left, it would likely be difficult to return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right now, he was all alone, and across from him was the formidable Voldemort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chances looked slim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's not my style to let such a rare piece of ancient magic material slip through my fingers.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John was torn. The system hadn't issued any specific task, and he wasn't sure whether to take the risk or not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ok! Judging from the earlier magical summons, this giant snake probably goes out to hunt or to carry out tasks for Voldemort. Once it leaves, things will be much easier.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a word, he decided towait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since he couldn't make a move against Voldemort, his only option was to bide his time—waiting until Nagini left the hut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If it doesn't leave within a week, I'll just bail.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Setting himself a time limit, John began his long wait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, he had brought along his small pouch, packed with snacks like dried fish—originally meant for feeding owls but now doubling as his rations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>__________\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Read 12 Chapters ahead at my patreon\u003C\u002Fp>",1583,"2026-06-06T11:45:53.361Z",1,"novelbin.me","29f1c753d2891e72e77c0b526942f5f3157f26bbca1374e9370397437b2f0888","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-109","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-107",577,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-john-wick-cover.jpg"]