[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-john-wick":3,"chapter-hogwarts-john-wick-hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-233":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},1646317,2109,"233: Time Lock and Rainbow Bridge","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-233",233,"\u003Cp>With the rewards right in front of him, of course John was going.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood at the edge of the abyss, gazing downward. Amidst the sea of darkness, a fleeting silver shimmer caught his eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A soul fragment?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He narrowed his eyes, trying to see more clearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After confirming that he hadn't seen wrong, a pair of wings sprouted from his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heimdall stood quietly in place as John leaped off the edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shooowshhh~!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wind roared past his ears, his body plunging rapidly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just how deep is this place?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt like he had already fallen beyond the depths of the Dragon Sanctuary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soul fragment flickered, dancing through the air like a sprite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John followed the fragment, descending all the way to the bottom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this depth, when he looked up, the top was nowhere to be seen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Over here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man's voice echoed, as the soul fragment quivered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmm? It has self-awareness?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John's eyes darkened as he suppressed the urge to use the Soul-Devouring Curse to take the soul fragment. Instead, he took a step forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground beneath him seemed to be made of a crystalline material. As he walked on it, a cold sensation spread from below, piercing through his feet like he was stepping on frozen steel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unable to endure the icy chill, he once again used dragon transformation, turning his feet into dragon claws.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cold was finally blocked out, and John continued forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After some distance, he came across an ice sculpture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John saw a massive white dragon, long since lifeless, its body frozen solid and covered in icicles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A suffocating silence filled the air, and John steadied his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking past the ice sculpture, he lifted his gaze to the glacier walls—embedded within them were numerous fire dragons, all frozen in death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had all retained their postures from when they were alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chill struck him again, and he quickly cast a fire-elemental spell to drive away the creeping frost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"All the dragons here were frozen to death.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recalling what Heimdall had said—that no dragon had ever returned from this place—John figured these must be the ones that had come before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soul fragment guided the way as John walked past the massive frozen dragon sculptures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A golden sphere, covered in frost, appeared before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sphere was hollowed out in the middle, forming a room. Inside, a faint, ghostly blue light flickered, as if it could disappear at any moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The soul fragment hovered outside the golden chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John felt strange—this soul fragment gave him a sense of reassurance and trust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hesitating for a moment, he chose not to seize it with the Soul-Devouring Curse. Instead, he turned his attention to the chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room was built for dragons, making it extraordinarily large.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The golden, plant-like doors were locked, preventing entry, and the faint blue glow seeped through the gaps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A surge of magical energy pulsed across the doors, almost as if they were alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Observing this, John pondered, \"This feels just like that tree in the unicorn settlement.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the unicorn habitat, there was a similarly magic-infused tree, used as a place where unicorns shed their horns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The resemblance between the two was striking—this golden structure didn't seem like something dragons could have created.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John pulled out his wand and examined the intertwined locks on the door. As a test, he muttered, \"Alohomora.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lock shifted slightly, but the door did not open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not high enough level, huh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John frowned. He had never really practiced the Unlocking Charm much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Glancing at his remaining two skill points, he decided to try a different approach. Pointing his wand at the lock, he cast, \"Bombarda!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A loud explosion rang out, and a puff of black smoke drifted from the door. As expected, it didn't even leave a scratch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John sighed. \"Looks like I'll have to rely on the Unlocking Charm after all.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced around. Nearby, a massive red dragon stood frozen solid, unmoving—a towering ice sculpture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the dragon that had made it the farthest along the icy path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fuuushhh~!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chilling wave of cold swept in, and frost began forming on John's feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, he allocated a skill point to upgrade the Unlocking Charm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alohomora advanced from level 5 to level 6.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John pointed his wand again. \"Alohomora!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lock trembled violently, rattling and clanking against the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, after a few moments, it stopped moving. The door remained shut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John's brows knitted together. \"Still not enough?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped closer for a detailed look. The lock was adorned with intricate golden patterns, and within the latch, a golden Möbius strip spun endlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Time...?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John's expression grew serious. What kind of mechanism used time itself as a lock?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Raising his wand, golden sand gathered at his wrist, forming a radiant wheel resembling a clock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A magical array, composed of circles and intersecting lines, imprinted itself onto the lock as John cast once more: \"Alohomora!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the unlocking spell activated, the temporal latch shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under John's gaze, the lock dissolved into golden particles and vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No wonder so many dragons froze to death outside.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time was a forbidden force. A lock bound by time itself—aside from John, no one could have possibly opened it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If time is the key, then what lies inside?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Initially, John had come for the mission. But now, his curiosity as a wizard—his thirst to uncover the unknown—far surpassed any reward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pushed open the grand doors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside, the golden chamber was vast and eerily empty, as though a single misplaced object would disrupt its perfect balance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the center, on a simple table, sat a square box, pulsating with an eerie, unsettling glow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what caught John off guard was that—there was someone here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strictly speaking, it wasn't a person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was an ice sculpture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John's expression tightened as he cautiously stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The figure had the face of a young man—handsome and striking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His wizard robes were different from modern styles, adorned with what appeared to be a totem. A white feathered mantle draped over his shoulders, giving John an uncanny sense of familiarity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ekrizdis?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the figure, John gasped in surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he realized something was off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No… this isn't him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared intently at the frozen face—it was exactly the same as Ekrizdis, the one he had seen inside the Gate of Matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this was not Ekrizdis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This ice sculpture lacked the eerie, sinister aura that Ekrizdis carried. Instead, it radiated an air of kindness and benevolence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such a feeling, coming from a young man, should have been contradictory. And yet, it wasn't.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John examined the ice sculpture closely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In its hands, it clutched an oak wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both hands firmly gripped the wand, pointing it directly at the box in the center of the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed like the figure was resisting—or perhaps sealing—the box.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who exactly is this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John had an almost uncontrollable urge to smash the ice apart and take a closer look at the person inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luckily, he managed to hold himself back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recalling Heimdall's words, he hesitated and muttered in suspicion, \"Could this be the wizard Heimdall mentioned?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, that didn't make sense. That wizard should have left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had taught Heimdall how to predict the future—there was no reason for him to be frozen here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too many things didn't add up, and the sheer confusion made John's head throb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sigh~Forget it for now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned his attention to the square box. Like the door, it was wrapped in plant-like tendrils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The box was sealed to the table, and John stepped closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A deadly wave of cold burst from within—only to be immediately absorbed by the surrounding plants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait… Is this entire glacier created by the box?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought sent a chill down his spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A single box had created an entire glacier?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What kind of magical power was this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could magic like this really be contained?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The system task was still incomplete, which meant John hadn't finished the trial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the final trial was most likely this box.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John's face darkened. Was this even something a person was supposed to handle?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this box is truly the culprit behind the entire glacier, how am I supposed to pass the trial?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his right hand, and the silver ring expanded, covering his entire arm. Five magical crystals circled the Philosopher's Stone, channeling magic into it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a cautious mindset, John reached out and touched the box.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment his fingers made contact—An unexpected change erupted!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A massive surge of magical energy shot out from the box.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The magic flowed through the Finite Gauntlet and into the Philosopher's Stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Centered on John, rippling waves of energy spread outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack-crack-crack~!~!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ice shards shattered upon contact, and even the frozen dragon at the entrance began to break apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh shit! Not good!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The magical energy continued spreading, gradually covering the entire glacier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The faint sounds of ice shattering echoed in his ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The passage he had come through was now covered in dense cracks that extended outward in all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Philosopher's Stone erupted with a dazzling blue light, and cracks appeared on the five magical crystals—clear signs of magical overload.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Last time, John had used the power of thirty-six magical crystals to create a single supercharged crystal, but now, these five had been instantly transformed into supercharged magic crystals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sheer amount of magical energy was staggering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let go of me!\" He used all his strength to pull his right hand free, but the immense magical surge blasted him backward, slamming him into the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ugh!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John saw the plants tightly wrapped around the box rapidly withering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A wave of icy blue aurora surged toward him, crystallizing the ground wherever it passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of the protective charms he wore shattered at that moment, breaking down into layered Shield Charms that formed a barrier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The aurora instantly pierced through the Shield Charms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the strongest attack John had ever faced—stronger even than Voldemort's assault in the Albanian forest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, John drew his wand and roared,||Expecto Patronum!||\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The radiant albatross formed by his Patronus charged toward the aurora, but the bone-chilling cold was so intense that John felt as if his brain was about to freeze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The runes on his shoes lit up, and he sprinted to the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not even a second after he moved, the aurora pierced through the albatross and crashed directly into the golden wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wall rapidly crystallized. John exhaled a breath of white mist, feeling the backlash from his destroyed Patronus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stumbled to his knees, his expression twisted in pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking back, he saw the crystallization spreading throughout the entire room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wall had been breached, and the aurora shot outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The refracted light from the crystal formations scattered into a dazzling array of colors—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like a rainbow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That is—\" John's eyes widened in shock. \"The Bifrost?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>______________\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Read 12 Chapters ahead:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Patreon: Dragonel\u003C\u002Fp>",1832,"2026-06-06T11:45:53.361Z",1,"novelbin.me","3aa3abf329b6d8cde82916c92947724675325b3a60a2971fdfedf6cb1877838e","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-234","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-232",577,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-john-wick-cover.jpg"]