[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-john-wick":3,"chapter-hogwarts-john-wick-hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-137":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},1646121,2109,"137: Blurred Illusions and Hidden Souls","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-137",137,"\u003Cp>John was sent flying!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he was about to touch Nagini, his heart skipped a beat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a force hit him, sending him flying. After rolling a few times on the ground, John adjusted himself and stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking up, he saw a figure appear in the blurry dreamlike realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment John saw that face, his pupils constricted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His pale and aged features had only made him more handsome, and his eyes occasionally flashed red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dressed in a simple suit, his face carried a cold smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John was all too familiar with that face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clenching his teeth, he spat out those three words: \"Voldemort...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort—this version of him looked older than his student days, and much more handsome as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John stood up. Voldemort wasn't holding a wand; he just looked at John with indifference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, it was you who intruded into my world.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he spoke, Voldemort's tone was filled with a faint disdain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John let out a cold laugh, saying, \"Yours? Voldemort, it seems you've turned Nagini into a Horcrux.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was entwined around Nagini wasn't just the blood curse—it was also Voldemort's soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John should have figured it out earlier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the original storyline, Nagini was indeed one of Voldemort's Horcruxes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort was ruthless toward others, but even more so toward himself, splitting his soul and embedding it into Nagini.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, John could feel that his own body had been injured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soul is the most vital part of a person. If the soul is wounded or destroyed, the body suffers the same fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nagini wanted to help, but Voldemort raised his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't hurt him—UGH!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An invisible force gripped Nagini's neck, lifting her into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With domineering authority, Voldemort declared his ownership, \"Nagini, you are mine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Joh...n,\" Nagini struggled to speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John made his move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a swift gesture, Voldemort was flung into the air, and the force that had gripped Nagini vanished. She fell to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John coldly stated, \"You're not the only one who knows these kinds of spells.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort looked surprised but quickly steadied himself in midair, slowly descending.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort laughed, his bloodthirsty gaze locked onto John, and said in a chilling voice, \"A weak soul dares to make a move in this realm of illusions.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John frowned, looking down at his left hand, where the silver-white glow on his fingers had faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fuck..\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His heart sank. Using magic here seemed to consume his soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He murmured, \"No wonder, you need to use a soul to cut through a soul.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, he found himself in a difficult position. Without magical support, defeating Voldemort in this place was almost impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced at Nagini. John knew that if he left, Nagini would be doomed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Voldemort eyeing him like a tiger ready to pounce, retreat was not an option for John.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that case...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let's fight!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Striking first, John waved his hand, and flames ignited in the empty realm of illusions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, his soul's depletion accelerated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A small flame flickered in his right hand, quickly growing into a massive fireball.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort's expression darkened. Perhaps he hadn't expected John to be capable of such ancient magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A water serpent appeared in front of Voldemort. As the fire and water clashed, thick mist filled the illusionary realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John seized the moment and blew out a breath, causing the mist to envelop Voldemort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fog, created from the clash of souls, was impenetrable. John took advantage and slipped into the mist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His left hand brushed over his right hand, and a dagger formed from his very soul appeared in his grasp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cost was that his right hand became ghostly, nearly transparent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cold, ruthless smile curled on his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magic?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don't forget, I'm a Level 7 short weapon master!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within the mist, John was like a relentless, ever-present shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort, though shrouded in mist, remained calm. A terrifying aura radiated from him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a green light pierced through the fog, striking the spot where John had stood moments before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Confident in his strike, Voldemort frowned when he didn't see John.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"???\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, a sudden sense of danger crept over him, his brow twitching wildly. In a split second, Voldemort spun around just in time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seven bloody punctures appeared on his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort's expression changed drastically as John materialized like a ghost, his movements swift and deadly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Crucio!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A red lightning bolt hit John.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grunted in pain as the dagger he held to his chest burned a large hole through it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, he threw the dagger and immediately cast a Summoning Charm to control it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dagger flew as fast as lightning, but before it could strike, a shield resembling the Protego Charm formed in front of Voldemort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment the dagger touched the shield, it shattered into countless bubbles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort hesitated, and John seized the opportunity to rush forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John's eyes turned into vertical slits, and he tore off his right hand, transforming it into a sword shimmering with silver light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He muttered in Dragon Tongue: \"Edu Sum Draco.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flames ignited along the blade. Despite the pain, John let out a fierce roar and thrust the sword with all his strength, piercing through Voldemort's body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The flames exploded into a sea of fire, and Voldemort could no longer maintain his previous calm expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grabbing the sword with his hands, his eyes burned with fury, and he snarled, \"You think you can escape? Avada…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was classic Voldemort—trading injury for the chance to kill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The green light was aimed directly at John's face. Just as it was about to hit, John's mind went blank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John had miscalculated. He thought he could deliver a fatal blow but had still underestimated Voldemort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as the green light was about to hit him, a woman leaped out, her nearly shattered body crashing into Voldemort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The green light veered off course, grazing John's cheek as it passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort, enraged, grabbed Nagini by the throat and hurled her away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Avada Kedavra!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The green light rushed toward Nagini.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nagini closed her eyes in resignation. She felt that saving John was enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time seemed to stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The green light slowed down to a crawl before her eyes, as did Nagini's resolute expression and Voldemort's savage face, all so vividly clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John let go of the sword in his hand and slowly reached out toward Nagini, his lips moving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Anima, revertere ad me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The green light illuminated the entire space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nagini opened her eyes once more, confused, gazing around the dim dungeon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before her stood two people—one was an old bald man frozen in shock, and the other was...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"John!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John's eyes were tightly shut, and his body gradually became ashen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nagini felt as if her heart had been mercilessly wrenched. She wanted to go to him but passed right through John's body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at her own now silver-white, translucent form, she glanced back to see her fully restored human body lying quietly on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, no! Don't!\" Images of another person she had failed to save flooded her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nagini had never panicked in the face of death, but now, she felt like a helpless young girl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damocles finally snapped back to reality and, with great difficulty, spoke. \"Is this...success?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without even pausing to feel joy, Damocles Alex Belby rushed over. John had just used the Soul Extraction Charm to pull Nagini's soul out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where's John? What happened?\" Damocles, losing his usual composure, roared furiously at Nagini.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John's body complexion grew grayer. Dharma Alex took out a potion, forcefully pried John's mouth open, and poured it in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the illusory realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort's expression froze, as Nagini vanished into thin air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a brief moment, he was bewildered, and John laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Looks like even you don't fully understand all of this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John chuckled softly, and Voldemort's fury grew even more intense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where did you take my PET?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort shouted furiously, striking John with a wave of his hand. John's phantom-like body flickered, as if a candle in the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort turned into black smoke and appeared in front of John, grabbing him by the throat and lifting him up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silver sword embedded in John's chest shattered, and his eyes dimmed. Yet, a faint smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Want to know? Why don't you go ask her?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John glanced behind Voldemort. Voldemort paused, turning his head to look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was there...nothing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realizing he had been tricked, Voldemort quickly spun around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Avada Kedavra!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was John's first time using the Killing Curse, and he did so without a wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The green light struck Voldemort squarely in the face, and cracks appeared on his once-handsome visage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He screamed in terror, momentarily forgetting about John.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clutching his face, he shrieked in madness, but unfortunately for him, this was the Killing Curse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the Unforgivable Curses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amidst the agonizing screams, Voldemort's face shattered, his body breaking apart inch by inch, emitting green light from the inside out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fragment of Voldemort's Horcrux had died.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Haah.. Haah.. Huff..\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John sat on the ground, looking in the direction where Voldemort had glanced before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn't lying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that direction stood a figure in a black cloak, their face obscured, but John could feel it—this figure was quietly watching him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John's soul was growing more transparent, as if it was about to dissipate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Can you at least let me die knowing who you are..?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John spread his hands and stared at the black-cloaked figure. \"Are you another soul, or... the Grim Reaper?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The illusionary realm was silent, and John felt as if the black cloak was smiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Interesting. You are the most amusing person I've ever encountered.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black-cloaked figure moved closer to John.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John, now unable to do anything, just watched as the figure approached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even just standing there, the black-cloaked figure radiated an overwhelming sense of deathly stillness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, they spoke, revealing their identity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You people call me…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Death.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>__________\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Read 12 Chapters ahead:\u003C\u002Fp>",1677,"2026-06-06T11:45:53.361Z",1,"novelbin.me","b8a0ef00234115452a3399a2e3fb5d67dda1e2e65a2bcf41a271a660ad8414c8","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-138","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-136",577,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-john-wick-cover.jpg"]