[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-john-wick":3,"chapter-hogwarts-john-wick-hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-250":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},1646334,2109,"250: Death and Lamentation","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-250",250,"\u003Cp>Death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Fiendfyre roared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The flames stretched their shadows long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John stood in silence, facing the withered corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wordlessness was the loudest echo—so piercing, so deafening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hands trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cedric's face was no longer handsome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tears and snot covered it completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I didn't… I didn't save him. It's all my fault.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cedric was drowning in guilt. It was because of him that Heinrich had come here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was because of him that Heinrich had chosen to perish alongside Ardolph.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he had never entered the Triwizard Tournament, maybe none of this would have happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's not your fault, Cedric,\" John closed his eyes, forcing himself to stay calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the words in his mind condensed into a single sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let's go back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back to the Constellation Society.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back to the place they had built together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John struggled to hold onto his sanity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His friend, his right-hand man—Heinrich Edgar... Was dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dead in a raging fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Edgar, who had walked through darkness, had perished in flames meant to protect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the root of it all, John hated himself for not arriving sooner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he had come earlier, none of this would have happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hand reached into his pocket, where the golden locket he had risked his life for lay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no joy in obtaining it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If securing a Horcrux meant sacrificing someone, he would rather have stayed out of this mess altogether.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four years at Hogwarts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had grown arrogant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The identity of Johnny Silverhand, with all its vast resources, allies, and money, had made him complacent—made him believe he could stand against Voldemort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reality had slapped him in the face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had become the king of Knockturn Alley, the king of Slytherin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps he should have been basking in glory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, all he had was desolation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nothing comes without a price.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fundamental rule of alchemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To gain something meant to lose something in return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had thought he had lost enough already.. But.. Nothing had ever hurt as much as this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without a word, Kim lifted the corpse into his arms and gave John a slight nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only ones who had come from Hogwarts were Dumbledore and Kim Ledislay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moody's wooden leg had been found in the maze—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A special Portkey, a one-way, single-use transport.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Heinrich had thought of another way—searching through the Vanishing Cabinet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, he had left a message on the wooden leg, then rushed ahead to use the Vanishing Cabinet to get here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kim had immediately recognized Heinrich's handwriting and had also hurried to Moody's office, using the Vanishing Cabinet to follow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had arrived only moments before Dumbledore, just in time to watch Heinrich become engulfed by the Fiendfyre—yet he had been powerless to extinguish it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore had tracked the one-way Portkey's destination and used Fawkes to teleport.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their arrivals had followed one after another, and then John had come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John picked up the badge and the ring, his fingers trembling slightly as he gently slipped the ring onto his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tommy remained silent—he knew there was no need to speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The security team was also quiet, suffocated by the aura radiating from John.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was his first natural magical outburst. Not induced by drinking the Blood of Magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That overwhelming sense of power—yet it brought him no joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could not bring back a life that was already gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as John was about to lead everyone away, he was called to a stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snap! Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Peter Pettigrew?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A series of loud cracks echoed as more people Apparated in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among them, Harry spotted Peter Pettigrew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The traitor who had betrayed his parents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man responsible for his godfather's wrongful imprisonment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hatred surged in Harry. Even when he had read about Pettigrew's escape in the newspapers, he had seen how furious Sirius had been.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't know who these people were, but they had captured Peter Pettigrew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry urgently turned to Dumbledore, ready to rush forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore had noticed too and stopped him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sir Johnny Silverhand, would you be willing to hand this man over to me for judgment?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having witnessed Voldemort with his own eyes, Dumbledore knew—he needed to start laying the groundwork.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no better testimony to convince the public than Peter Pettigrew's.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only by mobilizing the entire wizarding world did they stand a chance of defeating Voldemort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he was now, even with the Elder Wand, he could not win.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was old.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time was the most powerful magic—one even the greatest wizards could not resist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he spoke, hoping John would hand over Pettigrew, and fearing that in his fury, John might do something irreversible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John halted, turning to look at Dumbledore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once, he had held deep respect for the old man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, that respect was entirely gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dumbledore,\" John said coldly, \"we'll settle our accounts sooner or later.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't bother with courtesy. He had no interest in so-called higher causes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Tommy couldn't help but widen his eyes—this was Dumbledore they were talking about.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tommy, who knew John's true identity, understood the weight of those words. A student openly declaring a reckoning with his own headmaster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don't need your help anymore, and you should stop expecting anything from me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under Dumbledore's gaze, John Disapparated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One by one, the others followed suit, vanishing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Harry and Dumbledore remained, along with the Fiendfyre, now unrestrained by magical suppression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he couldn't defeat Dumbledore, John still wanted to leave him with some trouble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry went back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore brought him back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he was the only one who did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone wanted to know what had happened, but Harry was still trapped in the horrors of what he had just experienced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as Dumbledore returned, he launched a full-scale search of the school.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Barty Sr. brought in a team of Hit Wizards, and they eventually found Moody wandering aimlessly in the Forbidden Forest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had been Confunded, his mind in a daze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once Moody regained his senses, he immediately realized what had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For all this time, he had been under the effects of a Confundus Charm, sometimes even forced to teach classes in Ardolph's place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of the Confundus Charm, his lessons had been wildly inconsistent—by his own words, an absolute mess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sirius arrived at the school just in time for the final task.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression was grim—his godson had been in danger right under his nose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was deeply worried about Harry, checking him over for any injuries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cedric also returned home. When his parents saw their son's blank expression, his mother broke into tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm sorry, I just want to talk to my friends for a bit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forcing a smile, Cedric excused himself and, under his parents' worried gazes, went to find the members of the Constellation Society.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What the hell happened?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malfoy was furious—he wanted answers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cedric didn't know how to start. His throat felt like it was blocked with stones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It must have been Dumbledore who saved you, right?\" Neville guessed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne and Fleur also looked at Cedric, just as eager to know the answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"..Heinrich is ...dead.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After saying those words, Cedric wasn't even sure how he numbly explained everything before leaving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All he knew was that, on that day, he didn't want to say another word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the hospital wing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Barty Sr. came to check on the two champions, but Cedric remained silent the entire time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After everyone had left, Harry, lying on the bed next to him, finally spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you know him? That… Johnny Silverhand.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry couldn't forget that gaze—it was one that could swallow a person whole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ardolph, Voldemort, Johnny Silverhand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything he had experienced today—he would never forget for the rest of his life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cedric was silent for a moment before suddenly asking, \"Harry, why did Professor Dumbledore choose to save you first?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had never considered that question before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Cedric ask it now, he didn't know what to say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Say that he looked more in danger?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But at that time, Heinrich was already burning in the Fiendfyre.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Maybe… Professor Dumbledore saw that I couldn't hold on any longer.\" Harry's voice lacked confidence as he said this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cedric didn't respond. He just lay there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm sorry about Edgar's death, I—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You don't have to say anything,\" Cedric spoke bitterly. \"Don't say anything, Harry.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their conversation ended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because they both knew that continuing wouldn't change anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither Heinrich's life nor the question of whether Dumbledore was biased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry felt awful. He knew he shouldn't feel this way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to a life lost, everything he suffered was insignificant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heinrich had saved him, yet he couldn't do anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For the first time, he felt lost about his own beliefs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had always thought that not all Slytherins were bad, but most of them were.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like Ron had said, back in Voldemort's time, nearly all Slytherins became Death Eaters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heinrich wasn't exactly a Slytherin, but he had all the qualities of one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry thought maybe—just maybe—he had misjudged Slytherin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>____\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Read 12 Chapters ahead:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Patreon: Dragonel\u003C\u002Fp>",1506,"2026-06-06T11:45:53.361Z",1,"novelbin.me","3fb09a7bf7d1d6524a3b5df3117318e2a6a63329902df23cc63420c87ae7758d","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-551","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-249",577,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-john-wick-cover.jpg"]