[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-john-wick":3,"chapter-hogwarts-john-wick-hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-117":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},1646101,2109,"117: Well, He is my Employee","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-117",117,"\u003Cp>\"Good job, Harry!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hagrid's booming voice filled the air. \"Now, let's see how you handle Buckbeak.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He unclasped Buckbeak's leather collar, and the tension in the group skyrocketed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hagrid instructed Harry, \"You've already made eye contact. Don't blink. If you blink too much, the Hippogriff won't trust you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry was starting to regret volunteering, as his eyes began to water from the constant staring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buckbeak tilted its sharp, bird-like head, its fierce orange eyes locked on Harry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's it, Harry... Now, bow,\" Hagrid said, his voice cautious, as though afraid of startling the Hippogriff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ehm*\" Harry, despite his reluctance to expose the back of his neck to Buckbeak, followed Hagrid's instructions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quickly bowed and raised his head, relieved to find that it was still attached to his shoulders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buckbeak continued to stare at him, arrogantly unmoving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hagrid, starting to get nervous, said, \"Now step back, Harry. Slowly, just ease back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was worried Harry might retreat too fast, which could upset Buckbeak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, just as Harry took his first step back, Buckbeak suddenly bent its scaly front knees and returned the bow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hagrid, overjoyed, exclaimed, \"Well done, Harry!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first lesson had gone so smoothly that Hagrid was convinced everyone would love the class.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Students:Gasp!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his excitement, he said to Harry, \"Alright, you can pet him now, give him a pat on the beak.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Harry, it would've been much easier to just step back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John, watching this unfold, also let out a sigh of relief. It seemed that even with dangerous magical creatures, Hagrid's knowledge was reliable enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Harry successfully pat Buckbeak, Hagrid went a step further. He promptly hoisted Harry onto Buckbeak's back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"W.. Wha—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry was utterly bewildered by this sudden turn of events.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"—aaAAHH—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could protest, Hagrid gave Buckbeak a pat on the backside, sending Harry soaring into the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Haah.. Haa.. That.. was.. something..\" After a brief ride through the air, Harry returned to the ground, still visibly shaken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing that Harry had managed just fine, Hagrid became even more confident in his teaching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He instructed the rest of the students to pick a Hippogriff and give it a try.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John selected a black one and approached it, locking eyes with the creature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'This is easy,'he thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling confident, Draco Malfoy, believing he was back on top of the world, strutted arrogantly towards Buckbeak, completely forgetting all of Hagrid's warnings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John furrowed his brow. Malfoy was recklessly tempting fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buckbeak, seeing that this person wasn't bowing, immediately raised its sharp talons, ready to strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hagrid let out a loud shout, trying to stop the attack, as it seemed Malfoy was about to meet his end any second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before the talons could make contact, a red spell hit Malfoy, sending him flying out of Buckbeak's reach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aah! Someone hit me! I'm dying—\" Malfoy screamed instinctively, clutching his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hagrid rushed over to calm Buckbeak, while John walked up to the still howling Malfoy and let out a long sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tsk\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Quit exaggerating. I used the Disarming Charm, not the Killing Curse.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh—? It was you John.. ehm..\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John pulled Malfoy up, who now realized that he wasn't hurt at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malfoy, suddenly feeling very embarrassed, especially under Daphne's scornful gaze, wished he could disappear into the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Looks like your courage isn't quite there yet. Maybe try a haunted house next time,\" John quipped, casting Malfoy a glance. If he had just paid attention in class, none of this would have happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He then turned to the two dim-witted Goyle and Crabbe, who were contemplating copying Malfoy's actions, and sighed deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks to John's quick intervention, Buckbeak, who would have otherwise injured Malfoy, avoided causing any harm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John glanced at Hagrid, who looked utterly mortified, but he chose not to say anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, it was the first class. He decided to give Hagrid some face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If something had gone wrong on the very first day, Hagrid would probably cry himself to sleep, especially since this was the position he had always dreamed of.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the end of the class, John hadn't even ridden a Hippogriff himself, too busy keeping an eye on things for Hagrid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This made Hagrid feel incredibly guilty, knowing it was all his spontaneous decision-making.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After dinner, John suggested to Hagrid that he should adjust his lesson plan, as not every class would have John around to supervise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After today's incident, Hagrid realized just how dangerous these creatures were for the little wizards and agreed to change the upcoming lessons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that sorted, John went to the Slytherin Chamber and took a few books with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spent the night in the dorms, cramming as much knowledge as possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He threw the responsibility of walking Tom onto Daphne, who happily complied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the third day of the term.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John heard shrieks coming from the Great Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Curious, he walked over to see what was going on. It turned out to be people reading the newspaper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sirius Black had been spotted near Hogwarts by Muggles!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, John didn't think much of it. After all, with Dementors stationed everywhere, even someone using Polyjuice Potion wouldn't be able to get in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No longer paying attention, John found that Heinrich became cautious when drinking after breakfast. It was probably because of the psychological trauma of garlic essence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The morning was Potions class.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Snape seemed to be in an even worse mood than usual, though his attitude towards John had slightly improved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least now, John wasn't treated the same as the Gryffindors, but rather as a proper Slytherin student.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't clear what Snape had gone through to cause this change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John successfully brewed a Shrinking Solution, earning Slytherin 30 points from Snape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In just three days since the start of the term, Slytherin had already pulled far ahead of the other three houses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The afternoon class, however, was one of the most dreaded over the past few years:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Defense Against the Dark Arts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Given their past experiences, none of the students had high hopes for the new professor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Lupin entered the classroom, placing his worn-out suitcase on the desk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good afternoon. Please put your textbooks back in your bags. Today's lesson will be a practical one. All you'll need is your wand.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A practical lesson?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The students all glanced at John.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aside from John who had acted as Lockhart's apprentice, no other professor had ever held practical lessons before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This piqued their interest, and they eagerly tossed aside their books, following Lupin out of the classroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they walked through the corridor, they saw Peeves the poltergeist mischievously stuffing chewing gum into a keyhole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Lupin was only two steps away, Peeves finally looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Lupin, Peeves opened his mouth, ready to burst into song.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lupin, being a gentleman, smiled kindly at Peeves. It brought back memories—he had dealt with Peeves often during his own school years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Loon—\" Peeves began, about to call Lupin \"Loony Lupin.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the moment Peeves saw John, he shrieked in fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, no, no! J-John Wick is here! I've gotta get out of here, fast!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Peeves bolted away as if his life depended on it, leaving Lupin astonished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in his day, Peeves had never been that terrified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning his head, Lupin looked at John's innocent face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I remember you—John Wick. It seems Peeves is quite scared of you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn't done much, really—just caught Peeves a few times to test out some spells about souls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who would've thought Peeves had such a weak psychological tolerance? Seeing John was like seeing a ghost—no, more like seeing the Dark Lord himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After that little interruption, Lupin remembered something Professor Flitwick had told him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flitwick had said, \"If there's anything you're unsure about, you can consult John Wick. He was the assistant for Defense Against the Dark Arts last year.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A teacher consulting a student?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, it seemed that this assistant wasn't so simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lupin glanced at John with a hint of curiosity but didn't dwell on it too much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After passing through another corridor, they arrived at the staff room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside was another professor—Snape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John looked curiously at Professor Snape. He was sure their head of house had a class this afternoon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as Lupin and Snape locked eyes, the lingering grudges from their youth filled the air with tension, thick like gunpowder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Neville couldn't escape Snape's biting sarcasm, which left Harry fuming, ready to throw a punch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scoff~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape shot a cold glance at Lupin before leaving the room, but not without pausing briefly by John's side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You might want to take note of something, certain people, certain identities,\" Snape muttered cryptically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words were vague, but they almost directly implied that Lupin had some kind of problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John had a peculiar expression. He suspected that Professor Snape was trying to hint that Lupin was a werewolf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if John didn't already know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, he was technically Lupin's boss and had even generously supplied the Wolfsbane Potion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape glanced at John, as if unsure whether he understood or not, then gave him a look before leaving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon enough, Lupin's first lesson began. At the far end of the room stood a familiar old wardrobe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside it was the Boggart John had captured last year from the Shrieking Shack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their first lesson: how to deal with a Boggart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>_______\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Read 12 Chapters ahead of SH at my Patreon!\u003C\u002Fp>",1576,"2026-06-06T11:45:53.361Z",1,"novelbin.me","68f7e6aaf379b96629ba37d7c9505bbee5e4329055e1b236c7ce6288160f4662","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-118","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-116",577,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-john-wick-cover.jpg"]