[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-john-wick":3,"chapter-hogwarts-john-wick-hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-163":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},1646247,2109,"163: Execution","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-163",163,"\u003Cp>Rufus Scrimgeour was panicking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had dispatched additional Dementors to Hogwarts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During his tenure, he had boasted with great confidence, but now, nearly an entire term had passed, and there was still no sign of Sirius Black.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, due to Sirius Black, a dozen Dementors had gone missing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ministry of Magic's reputation was in shambles, and the only way Scrimgeour could remove the \"acting\" from his title and restore the Ministry's face was by capturing Sirius Black.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John encountered a grim-faced Rufus Scrimgeour in the castle and figured he was having a rough day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scrimgeour had graced Hogwarts with his presence, accompanied by members of the Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures and an executioner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a magical creature to warrant the personal attention of the Minister?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it were Fudge, perhaps it would make some sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Scrimgeour, with his Auror background and tough stance, shouldn't concern himself with such trivial matters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His arrival clearly had ulterior motives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is he thinking Johnny Silverhand is unreliable and wants to find a new backer?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Squinting slightly, John watched Scrimgeour head toward the headmaster's office. Clearly, there was a conversation to be had.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What a pity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Scrimgeour were the actual Minister of Magic, perhaps he'd have some leverage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as of now, Scrimgeour was merely an acting minister, and his personality wasn't one to win over Dumbledore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Execution at sunset, huh? Buckbeak has become a pawn in this game.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking about Hagrid's letter, John felt a pang of guilt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'll go comfort him later.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a sigh, John headed to the Constellation Society's secret room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The holidays were approaching, and there were still some things in the room that needed attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arriving on the fourth floor, John glanced at the magic he'd left behind. Aside from Constellation Society members, someone else had tried to enter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, the intruder hadn't discerned the enchantments on the wooden door, so John decided to let it slide for now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Opening the door and stepping inside, he noticed that the Firebolt had been cleaned and carefully placed back in its spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was obvious who had done it—Malfoy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John then opened the passage to the armory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Entering the armory, John raised his hand and summoned the Silverwick Sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was now an additional crack on the Super Magic Crystal. His gaze shifted to the new pair of shoes on the table, and he completed the final adjustments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slipping on the new shoes, he turned his attention to the Enchantment Ring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ring on his right hand had turned pitch black, the gemstone now entirely dark, like a bottomless abyss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Soul-Devouring Curse shouldn't be overused,\" he muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After inspecting it for a while, John noticed a barely visible crack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ring, after all, wasn't a particularly powerful vessel. Even magical crystals shattered under the strain of too much magic, let alone this ring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He packed theHeart of Silenceand theEnchantment Ringhe had crafted recently into a small briefcase. Items like these weren't casually sold in Johnny Silverhand's boutique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shop carefully selected its clientele—only those who passed the vetting process could make a purchase.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, some dark wizards could also buy them. After all, what's Knockturn Alley without a little gray-market trade?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, the prices for such items were anything but friendly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once both items were packed, the small briefcase grew significantly heavier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though it had an Undetectable Extension Charm, it didn't make the contents weightless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This particular alchemical creation by Nicolas Flamel had also been enchanted with a Levitation Charm, ensuring it always felt lightweight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Originally, it seemed to have been designed for Madame Flamel. But when the couple decided to leave this world, they gifted it to John as a parting gift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With everything packed—including ten magical crystals, five from the Constellation Society's secret room and five he had crafted himself—John was finally ready.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling unusually punctual, he headed to dinner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as he entered, he saw Malfoy, fresh out of exams, bragging loudly about how effortless everything had been.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It almost gave people the illusion that anyone with hands could succeed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John sat quietly after finishing his meal, watching Malfoy put on his little show.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps his \"watching an idiot\" expression was too blatant, as Malfoy gave an awkward laugh and sat down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment his seat touched the bench, John asked, \"Have you finished your training tasks?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malfoy froze and touched his hair. He clearly didn't expect that he'd still have to train even during final exams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meeting John's gaze, he shivered and hurriedly said, \"I'll go right now!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, he bolted from the Great Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Goyle and Crabbe stuffed a couple of pieces of bread into their mouths and rushed after Malfoy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne, surprised to see John dining at a regular time, hadn't even prepared one of her infamous dishes yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When John saw her preparing to unleash her culinary \"talents,\" he panicked, quickly stuffed bread into his mouth, and claimed he was full.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he finished, he noticed the Golden Trio finishing their meal, their faces filled with worry as they discussed Hagrid while heading out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John decided to follow them but stayed unnoticed as they exited the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he passed a broom closet, John paused in his tracks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Which couple's being this brazen?\" he muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a peculiar expression, John glanced at the closet and muttered again, \"Not even nighttime yet, and they're already sneaking around for a date? In a place like this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shaking his head, he continued on his way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not long after he left, two heavy sighs of relief came from inside the closet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A boy's voice, tinged with alarm, whispered, \"Did he see us?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A girl's uncertain voice responded, \"Probably not. After all, we just walked past him earlier.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On his way, John spotted Rufus Scrimgeour, the acting Minister of Magic, descending the stairs with a sour expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two members of the Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures followed closely behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This brief encounter delayed John a little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time he reached Hagrid's hut, he saw Buckbeak tethered in the pumpkin patch outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>'Looks like Harry and the others are inside comforting Hagrid,'John thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of a jar smashing came from inside, a clear sign that Hagrid was not in a good mood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Locking eyes with Buckbeak, John suddenly remembered he'd never ridden the creature before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped forward and bowed. Buckbeak, tied to a wooden stake, bowed back in return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John approached to gently stroke its feathers, considering the possibility of taking Buckbeak away right now. But doing so would undoubtedly implicate Hagrid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Go in peace,\" John whispered softly beside Buckbeak's head. His gaze turned cold as he added, \"Broken pieces must be removed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He patted Buckbeak's head lightly before turning to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He decided against entering the hut. Having been of little help in this matter, John didn't feel like facing Hagrid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he turned away, he stopped again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a faintly puzzled expression, he turned toward the forest behind the pumpkin patch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The forest was eerily quiet, but John had a vague feeling he'd seen something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To confirm, his eyes narrowed into vertical slits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The presence within the forest seemed startled and quickly retreated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John frowned, fixing his gaze on that direction, debating whether to investigate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tick, Tick...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the silence, John heard a faint sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking out a golden pocket watch from his pocket, he glanced at the time and then looked up at the setting sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sun was descending toward the Forbidden Forest, and in the distance, a group of figures appeared, silhouetted against the light, heading toward the castle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the team from the Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures, Rufus Scrimgeour, and Dumbledore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With such a formidable lineup, John knew he couldn't pull the wool over Dumbledore's eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reluctantly, he gave up his plan and ran in another direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not long after John left, the trio slipped out of Hagrid's hut, cloaked in the Invisibility Cloak, sneaking away through the back door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once everyone had gone, heavy breathing could be heard from the forest behind the pumpkin patch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bloody hell, why does it feel like John always manages to spot us?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A voice echoed in the quiet, as the sunset's golden light filtered through the trees, revealing two familiar faces—Harry and Hermione.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both had bandages on their faces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry hadn't expected that, apart from their own group, John had also planned to rescue Buckbeak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione, meanwhile, had a gleam in her eyes that was almost alarming. Around her slender neck hung a gold chain with a shimmering hourglass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if struck by inspiration, she whispered, \"Do you remember what Professor Dumbledore said?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry was puzzled. \"What did Dumbledore say?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing his confusion, Hermione gave him a look of exasperation, like a mother frustrated with her child's slow understanding. She reminded him in a hushed voice, \"If all goes well tonight, you might save more than one innocent life. If things get difficult, perhaps seek out help.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione took a deep breath and said, \"We need help, Harry.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, inside Hagrid's hut, the death sentence for Buckbeak was being read aloud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures has ruled that the hippogriff Buckbeak, hereafter referred to as the guilty creature, shall be executed on June 6th at sunset…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Sentenced to decapitation, to be carried out by the executioner appointed by the committee, Walden Macnair…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rufus Scrimgeour wore a grim expression, while Dumbledore remained exceptionally cheerful, engaging Scrimgeour in conversation as though he hadn't just refused to intervene in the headmaster's office earlier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During the sentencing, no one noticed a shadowy figure sneaking into the pumpkin patch from the forest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Buckbeak saw the person, it bowed in greeting. The figure returned the gesture with a bow of their own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buckbeak:This person bowed—safe to approach!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry: \"Buckbeak, come on, let's go!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>__________\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Read 12 Chapters ahead:\u003C\u002Fp>",1653,"2026-06-06T11:45:53.361Z",1,"novelbin.me","ea6b09542422303ab1e764097f27a177db484af261afcd560a2dc010ab1c091b","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-164","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-162",577,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-john-wick-cover.jpg"]