[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-john-wick":3,"chapter-hogwarts-john-wick-hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-309":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},1645893,2109,"Chapter 309 309: 309: Azkaban and Prison Break","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-309",309,"\u003Cp>John was truly furious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Daphne found him, he was sitting alone in the Constellation Society chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lights weren't on, and the dim starlight spilled faintly across the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it weren't for the golden starlight pouring into his glass, no one would have even noticed there was someone there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne sat down beside John, and she could feel the turbulent emotions beneath his quiet drinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you, Daphne.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John drained his glass and let out a long sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No need for many words—just sitting quietly like this helped calm him down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne looked at his increasingly gaunt face. She didn't know when it had started, but John had begun to change like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a trace of heartache in her eyes. She wished she could share his burden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She took the glass from his hand and, to John's surprise, downed it in one gulp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John, holding the completely passed-out, dead-drunk Daphne, fell into deep thought. Judging by her earlier attitude, he had assumed she could drink like a fish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now it seemed… he had clearly overestimated her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought about it while walking back to the Slytherin common room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Originally, John had intended to spend the night in the Constellation Society, but since Daphne was there, he had no choice but to return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Slytherin common room, Pansy was pacing back and forth, worried that her best friend had snuck out and might get caught by Filch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the door to the common room opened, she looked up in surprise. \"Daphne, where did you go? I was worried you—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her words cut off abruptly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pansy stared blankly as Daphne was carried back in a bridal carry by John. In that moment, she deeply regretted meddling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, John had already seen her and greeted cheerfully, \"Pansy, could I trouble you to take Daphne back to the dorm?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Handing Daphne off to the stunned Pansy, John left with a sense of relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pansy struggled to get Daphne into the dorm and onto the bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at her best friend's face flushed like a peach blossom, Pansy couldn't help but slap herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm such an idiot. Why did I have to get involved?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No need to think about it—if Daphne found out she was the one who brought her back and not John, she'd definitely kill her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that thought, Pansy was filled with despair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A copy of the newspaper began to spread through the school like wildfire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the front page of the newspaper were images of ten individuals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bold, all-caps headline grabbed the eye with chilling clarity:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"TEN AZKABAN PRISONERS ESCAPE.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Great Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John put down his bread and unfolded the newspaper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A major breach had occurred at Azkaban: ten prisoners had slipped away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And all of it was being blamed on the Dementors who guarded the prison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To quietly and invisibly extract ten people from Azkaban—unless there was collusion with the Dementors—would have been impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After finishing the article, a flicker of an unusual emotion passed through John's eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had already learned of this from a Death Eater captured at the American branch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That Death Eater was originally an Azkaban inmate, and their appearance in America had been entirely unexpected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the effects of Veritaserum, the captive revealed the secret prison break.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort had planned to use them as a hidden trump card, employing Transfiguration and a pact with the Dementors to create the illusion that the ten were still in Azkaban.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, even the most meticulous plans can have flaws—attacking the American branch was a clever move, as John had been caught off guard as well at that time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But on the flip side, the Death Eaters' arrogance had caused their plan to be exposed ahead of schedule.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sending this information to old Barty was equivalent to handing him a knife.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dementors had been secretly collaborating with Voldemort, dreaming that one day they'd feast on greater delights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a well-crafted scheme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A covert alliance—unless Voldemort had the strength to act openly—would always remain hidden in the shadows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And since the Ministry of Magic still needed their unique species as Azkaban's wardens, as long as no one pierced the veil, their position would remain unshaken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But all those careful calculations shattered the moment Barty received the news.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only reason Barty hadn't taken action right away was because he'd been waiting for one particular thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something that could replace the Dementors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the owner of the Silverhand Johnny Specialty Shop, John knew—that \"thing\" was now sitting on Barty's desk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which meant the replacement for Dementors had officially arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And if a Dementor no longer served the Ministry loyally—Did it even have a reason to exist?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The answer was: no.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This edition of the Daily Prophet was essentially a public declaration: the Dementors' betrayal would cost them everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John suddenly felt a searing gaze beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning his head, he saw a bright, radiant face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Daphne?\" John said, puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne shyly turned her head away, leaving John thoroughly confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Eh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked over at Malfoy, silently asking what was going on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malfoy looked just as baffled. Since when did this lady Daphne act all bashful and girly?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Weren't they supposed to be the cool prince and princess duo?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why had she suddenly gone full soft girl?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn't even that kind of soft girl!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Pansy truly understood how deep in despair she was right now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After bringing Daphne back last night, Daphne—eyes hazy and voice sweet—had grabbed Pansy's sleeve and launched into a full-on love confession.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pansy figured Daphne probably wouldn't remember anything once she sobered up, so just to get her to sleep, she'd agreed to everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But come morning, Daphne had woken up bright-eyed and full of energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every strand of her hair was practically shimmering with something called love.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Pansy knew she was doomed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne stole another glance at John, then turned her head and leaned toward her bestie, whispering, \"Do you think… my hair's not messy today, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"N-No, it's fine.\" Pansy looked like she'd lost the will to live.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Daphne ever found out she was the one who got confessed to last night, would she kill her?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Umm.. Yes, she would...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne didn't notice Pansy's dead-eyed despair. Her face only felt hotter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just thinking about the bold move she'd made in her hazy state yesterday sent her heart racing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That one brief burst of courage had left her completely unsure how to face John now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Astoria: \"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She watched her sister glance at John five times in three seconds—she might as well have stamped \"Something Happened\" across her forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a questioning look, Astoria turned to Daphne's bestie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pansy returned a blank, soul-drained stare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Astoria: \"Did she fall in love or something?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pansy: \"Astoria! Please save me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With zero telepathy, the two girls each received very different messages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Astoria was delighted—her big sister had finally found her courage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Pansy was.. well, we all know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hagrid's first class for the fifth years was scheduled to begin on Tuesday.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The students bundled up tightly before heading to class, instinctively recalling the kinds of creatures Hagrid had brought out in the past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hagrid would sometimes present strange and unusual things, which he enthusiastically claimed were fascinating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in their eyes, those magical creatures had nothing to do with being cute or fun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially now, seeing the state Hagrid was in, some students were already going weak in the knees, wanting to run.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whatever could have beaten Hagrid up like that—what kind of creature was it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did he kidnap a giant to teach them?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They'd rather count every single spike on a Blast-Ended Skrewt than spend a moment in a giant's company.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as everyone was growing increasingly terrified, the trio were whispering among themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron asked quietly, \"What exactly is Hagrid using for class?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don't know either. Hagrid said he couldn't find anything in the Forbidden Forest,\" Hermione replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She recalled Hagrid's disappointed expression. Though it made her feel bad, she honestly thought this might be for the best.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you all ready?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hagrid didn't sound particularly cheerful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry glanced at that woman in pink and nodded in response.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Umbridge stood with her notepad in hand, looking ready to kick Hagrid out at the slightest excuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just when everyone thought Hagrid was about to bring out some terrifying creature, he showed up with a bunch of Blast-Ended Skrewts and hedgehogs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Today, we'll be learning how to tell a Skrewt apart from a hedgehog.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was pretty much the only thing Hagrid could find to use for class now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The 'cute' Zouwu had scared off all the other animals nearby, and these little guys were all that was left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had originally planned to teach using Thestrals, but even they had been chased away by Zouwu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hagrid was clearly feeling down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the trio clenched their fists in celebration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This meant Hagrid would be fine for now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Umbridge glanced at the Skrewts with a look of disdain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The class performance was barely passable, and Umbridge begrudgingly gave Hagrid a grade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It looked like the class would end without incident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the lesson neared its end—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry's eyes suddenly widened, and Hagrid called out excitedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Look! Everyone, look!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A young Thestral was walking toward them, and Hagrid was beyond excited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had thought the Thestrals had left the Forbidden Forest for good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry noticed that Hagrid, like him, could see the strange horse-like creature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hagrid's eyes lit up—finally, the lesson wouldn't be so dull after all. He shouted excitedly, \"Who here can see it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>________\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Read 12 Chapters ahead: Patreon\u002FDragonel\u003C\u002Fp>",1610,"2026-06-06T11:45:53.361Z",1,"novelbin.me","275638444736801b4d09f01d929a9262823df378617ba430f20f7010b04f9c7a","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-310","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-308",577,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-john-wick-cover.jpg"]