[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-john-wick":3,"chapter-hogwarts-john-wick-hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-162":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},1646246,2109,"162: Rebellion and Examination","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-162",162,"\u003Cp>The Minister of Magic, who was supported to take office, is a little rebellious. What should I do?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A week before exams, John received a letter from Rufus Scrimgeour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In it, Scrimgeour claimed he'd been busy with ministerial duties and had only just seen John's letter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that, a cold smirk appeared on John's face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What nonsense. Letting it sit for days only to send a response like this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Between the lines, the message was clear: being newly appointed, he couldn't afford to let anyone catch him slipping and had to handle matters strictly by the book.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And what did that mean?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Basically, Buckbeak's head was as good as chopped off—even Merlin himself couldn't save it, or so Scrimgeour implied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was he throwing this in John's face, thinking the title of acting Minister was some kind of honor?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John didn't bother replying or writing to anyone else. He simply filed the letter away with a blank expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Rufus wanted to \"fly solo,\" John would let him fly as high as he dared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wouldn't humor him any further, so John ramped up his search for Peter Pettigrew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Marauder's Map was now running 24\u002F7, and if Peter showed up, John would hunt him down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling slightly better, John tossed the chew-toy wand for Tom to fetch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sitting on the lawn, John appeared unusually relaxed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne was too busy to cook now, which meant John could avoid her \"dark cuisine\" for a while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since exams were coming up, classes had less going on, giving everyone plenty of time to review.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John was fiddling with a badge in his hand; last time, he'd used it to contact Professor Snape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a result, Snape learned about the Constelattion Society.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not that it mattered—John hadn't been trying to hide it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The badges allowed for mutual communication, though the ninth one still hadn't been assigned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Judging from Snape's reluctance to wear the badge, it seemed he had no interest in joining the Star Society.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And fair enough—what professor would join a student club?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, Snape had always been Dumbledore's man. If he were to join anything, it would be the Order of the Phoenix.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, for now, the ninth badge had no owner, and John put it away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn't sure if Snape would tell Dumbledore about all this. Sirius Black remained hidden in the Forbidden Forest, and John checked on him every few days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For someone in confinement, Sirius was behaving quite well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to Azkaban, anywhere else was paradise, I guess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Hagrid was still fighting for Buckbeak, with Hermione helping by gathering information to aid in Buckbeak's case.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a mystery where Hermione found all that time. Given her studious nature, shouldn't she be entirely buried in exam prep by now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John headed to the library, where students were already packed in, reviewing for exams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only a few seats were left, and John glanced over at the restricted section but decided not to go there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was just there to return books. He'd borrowed several restricted books for quite a while and had already gone through all their contents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he placed the stack of books down, he noticed Madam Pince's eyebrows knotting up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Apparently, she hadn't expected him to have borrowed so many restricted books.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the books returned, John settled into prepping for exam week.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A week passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>June 3rd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first subject was Transfiguration, with tasks like turning a teapot into a turtle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since John had an Arithmancy test after Transfiguration, he was scheduled to take the first slot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Entering the exam room, he saw Professor McGonagall overseeing the test.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John took out his wand and, with a practiced flick, transformed the orange teapot before him into a slow-moving turtle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Excellent work, Mr. Wick,\" Professor McGonagall praised with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John nodded and proceeded to the next exam room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Arithmancy professor, Septima Vector, was there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Embarrassingly, this was John's first time meeting her in person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Vector looked curiously at the student who had missed her class for nearly the entire year. The exam consisted of a single piece of parchment and a quill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John passed the Arithmancy test.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At lunchtime, he just grabbed some bread and water, but Daphne swapped his meal out for a plate ofmango pasta, so he reluctantly finished the yellowish dish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Transfiguration this morning was so hard,\" Malfoy groaned, looking defeated. Transfiguration wasn't his strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, John glanced at Daphne. She was a top student and skilled at Transfiguration, so she had no trouble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the afternoon came the Charms exam.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Flitwick looked eager, seemingly waiting to see if John would modify the Cheering Charm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John was paired with Goyle, and as soon as John cast the charm, Goyle started laughing uncontrollably while tears came out of his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'He won't die laughing, right?'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Goyle's performance managed to bring John to tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well done, Mr. Wick, excellent Cheering Charm. Goyle, you still need practice; at the very least, try to avoid turning it into a Crying Charm.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite failing, Goyle walked out grinning as if he'd aced the test.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After finishing his Charms exam, John headed to Ancient Runes, by far the easiest subject for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Bathsheba Babbling stared in shock, her mouth agape, as if doubting the difficulty of her own exam.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his level 5 proficiency in Runes, John was practically qualified to teach the subject himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he translated the final passage, John wrapped up his first day of exams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn't nervous—just aimed to perform at his usual level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During dinner, Daphne leaned over, talking about how hard the exams were. But her expression barely hid that she was either the second or third highest scorer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malfoy, on the other hand, looked completely defeated, knowing he still had training after exams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For concealing the missing wand's truth, his punishment was the Sitama training sessions until the end of the term. Let's see if he goes bald by then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John couldn't quite understand Hagrid's logic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After studying so many magical creatures, Hagrid's final Care of Magical Creatures exam involved… caring for a Flobberworm, with the goal being that it was still alive an hour later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John gave Hagrid a look, thinking: Could you make it any more obvious you're going easy on us?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even left alone, a Flobberworm wouldn't die in an hour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This could be considered the only exam of the week where he didn't need to think or do much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He even noticed Hagrid chatting with the trio while casually checking on the Flobberworms to see if they were still alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the afternoon, it was time for the Potions exam, and cries of despair echoed through the classroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Malfoy seemed to perk up, casting smug glances at the whining Gryffindors—this was his home turf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The task was to brew a Confusing Concoction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This potion causes confusion in whoever drinks it. The biggest challenge was achieving the right thickness, but for John, it was straightforward and simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the first to finish, handing his potion to Snape for inspection. Snape's expression remained unreadable as he awarded John full marks without a word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John glanced at Harry, who was still scratching his head, and wondered if he should give him a hint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm, maybe not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He is the Chosen One, after all—getting a hint might hurt his pride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling quite pleased, John left the classroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Later that evening, Astronomy class was held on the rooftop of the tallest tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't far from the Divination classroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Day three of exams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>History of Magic was as dull as ever, and John even began to suspect that Professor Binns had some sort of hypnotic spell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite his sleepless endurance, why did he feel so sleepy just from looking at that ancient, lifeless face?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The exam content was just as boring as the lectures. He wrote down things about medieval witch hunts and called it a day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the stifling classroom, he couldn't help but crave a scoop of nutty ice cream. Students hunched over, the scratching of quills filling the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When it was time to hand in the parchment, Professor Binns had the same lifeless look, though technically, he was dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heat persisted through the afternoon Herbology exam. The greenhouse baked under the sun, and a Slytherin student nearly fainted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once it was over, everyone fled the greenhouse, desperate for fresh air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thursday, the last day of exams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor Lupin was still everyone's favorite teacher, and his exam was the most enjoyable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An outdoor obstacle course.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John passed through a pond with Grindylows lurking within, but they were so intimidated by him that they hid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a pit full of Red Caps, not one dared to pop up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the marshy ground, the Hinkypunk had already curled up into a ball, seemingly hoping John wouldn't notice it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, it was a battered old chest, and inside was a Boggart, which transformed into a chocolate rice noodle roll that got swiftly slapped back into the chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Keep Fruits And Chocolates Out Of The Fucking Food!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last two exams were Divination and Muggle Studies, and John didn't even need any real prophecies; he aced them effortlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a rare, satisfying experience to be given a leg up like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he left, Professor Trelawney gave John a cryptic message: the prophecy was nearing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John paused, recalling the prediction he'd made at the start of term.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After answering what a rubber duck is used for, Muggle Studies was also over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As John left the exam room, an owl landed on his arm with a letter from Hagrid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buckbeak's appeal had failed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Looks like Scrimgeour is dead set on doing this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John stared at the note. Buckbeak's incident was neither too serious nor trivial, and his attempt to get that Slytherin student to withdraw the claim hadn't worked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was probably Rufus Scrimgeour's doing—last time, John had asked him to help save Hagrid; this time, he wanted to use Buckbeak to test \"Johnny Silverhand\" and plan his next steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heh, well-played, he probably thinks Johnny Silverhand wouldn't turn on him over a hippogriff.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John chuckled coldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In one phrase: it doesn't hurt, but it's disgustingly annoying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So....\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>____________\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Read 12 Chapters ahead:\u003C\u002Fp>",1717,"2026-06-06T11:45:53.361Z",1,"novelbin.me","90e46c709a03ff3cb3e1d17d8879e015330adc9f932244ac07d137522d6428a3","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-163","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-161",577,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-john-wick-cover.jpg"]