[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-john-wick":3,"chapter-hogwarts-john-wick-hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-311":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},1645895,2109,"Chapter 311 311: 311: Consuming Dementors as Payment","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-311",311,"\u003Cp>Headmaster's Office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A copy of The Daily Prophet was laid out on Dumbledore's desk, a look of satisfaction on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although old Barty harbored wariness toward him, he had still remembered his advice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dismissing the Dementors meant that the chances of Voldemort seizing Azkaban had been drastically reduced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This isn't exactly good news,\" Snape said in a low voice. \"Some of the Death Eaters escaped.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Some of the Death Eaters, Severus,\" Dumbledore corrected as he set the newspaper down. Snape had brought him the news immediately upon hearing it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore knew what was troubling Snape. His eyes sparkled with wisdom as he said kindly, \"It's never too late to mend the pen after the sheep are lost.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More than the decision to expel the Dementors, what truly comforted Dumbledore was that old Barty was willing to listen to others' advice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back during Harry's last trial at the Ministry, Dumbledore had doubted whether Barty would simply ignore his words because of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thankfully, old Barty wasn't a fool—this pleased him greatly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When it came to dealing with Voldemort, it would be best if the Ministry could lend a hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If I may speak frankly,\" Snape said, still looking sour, \"Barty Crouch's attitude toward you has made his stance quite clear.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So long as he's willing to contribute to the magical world,\" Dumbledore replied calmly, \"I'm willing to set aside the trivial things.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape responded in a voice dripping with sarcasm, \"Let's hope he understands your noble intentions.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore flipped through the paper again but found no mention of how the Dementors had been dealt with.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A trace of doubt flickered in his eyes behind the half-moon spectacles. Surely the Ministry wouldn't have simply driven the Dementors away?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They deserved a better form of handling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Azkaban.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten Aurors stood outside a cell, their wands continuously emitting a silvery mist that kept the Dementor trapped inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Rotate the team—have the next group take over,\" said Piers, glancing at his pocket watch and signaling the others to switch shifts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Restraining a Dementor was an exhausting task. The only known spell effective against them was the Patronus Charm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that spell was notoriously difficult to master—even among Aurors, not everyone could cast it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sustaining the spell for long periods drained the Aurors heavily, so Piers had arranged for three teams to take turns, each covering a one-hour shift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luckily, Dementors didn't have the ability to pass through walls. Otherwise, keeping one confined for even a day would be impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Expecto Patronum!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fresh team of Aurors stepped forward to cast the Patronus Charm, while the ones being relieved slumped back, drained of energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half an hour later—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How much longer do we have to keep this up?\" one Auror asked Piers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost all of the Ministry's Aurors had been pulled in for this task. If this continued, it could very well throw the Ministry into chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Piers glanced over at Tommy. Tommy had just lifted his eyes from his watch and smiled. \"I think it's about time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He figured his boss had probably finished class by now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Piers' face lit up, and he motioned for the others to withdraw outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to the last ten Aurors still casting the Patronus Charm and said, \"Leave this place.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But... the Dementor—\" one Auror hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Piers said impatiently, \"Leave. Someone else will handle it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reluctantly obeying their superior's order, the Aurors gritted their teeth and dispelled their Patronus Charms simultaneously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three seconds after the silvery glow vanished, a terrifying scream erupted from the cell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Aurors' scalps prickled, and they bolted from Azkaban without daring to look back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A young Auror, drained of magic, stumbled during the retreat and fell flat on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cell door burst open, and a dense swarm of Dementors poured out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment they spotted the Auror, they surged toward him like a black tide, ready to engulf him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No—no, please!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young Auror let out a scream. Just as he was about to be swallowed by the black tide, he heard footsteps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike the panicked, chaotic scurrying from earlier, these footsteps were steady—calm and unhurried—as they approached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The once-surging Dementors suddenly halted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young Auror couldn't believe it. The footsteps kept drawing closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He jerked his head around—and saw the wall and floor behind him being overtaken by countless black threads, spreading like ink soaking into canvas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dementors recoiled, as if facing their natural enemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young Auror thought he'd be consumed by the darkness behind him—but instead, it flowed around him and ensnared the fleeing Dementors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One thread after another latched onto them, forcing the Dementors to retreat even faster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The footsteps stopped just behind the young Auror. A deep, raspy voice spoke—it sounded like sand being dragged across the shore by the tide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Leave this place.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no room for argument. The young Auror looked back—and saw a silver mask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stammered, \"J-Johnny Silverhand… sir.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gasped for air, realizing he had survived that terrifying tide of darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, scrambling and stumbling, he fled from Azkaban.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even after leaving Azkaban's cellblock, the young Auror was still shaken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned back to look, and a terrifying aura was still seeping out from within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dementors—who had taken dozens of Aurors just to barely contain—now looked like frightened brides, entangled in black threads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John, who had come from Hogwarts, held a box in his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside it was something like a bottomless black hole, pulling the Dementors in one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One after another, the Dementors in Azkaban were visibly cleared out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The magical crystals embedded on all sides of the box glowed faintly, though cracks had begun to appear along the surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the final Dementor was drawn inside, John's silver arm turned pitch-black, spreading over the entire box.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spreading of the cracks began to slow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It should hold until we get back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clutching the box in his hand, John walked out of Azkaban.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That suffocating pressure from earlier had been enough to make even the most battle-hardened Aurors hold their breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing him emerge, Piers immediately stepped forward with respect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lord Johnny Silverhand.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John gave a slight nod. Noticing that Piers' gaze was fixed on his hand, he chuckled lightly and said, \"Tell Minister Crouch—I've taken my payment.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Piers was momentarily stunned, then looked at the black box with a horrified expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dementors... were just taken away like that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sir, allow me to escort you back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing that Johnny was about to leave, Piers hurried to catch up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John chuckled again. \"No need—I think I've got a faster way.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Faster?\" Piers looked completely baffled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were Anti-Apparition Charms all over the island... Was he using a Portkey?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he hadn't seen any vehicle or flying creature when the man arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as confusion clouded Piers' face, a massive figure descended from the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's a Zouwu!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Zouwu, catlike in appearance, landed softly. Its large peony-like tail swept out, clearing the surrounding area with a single motion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Piers was stunned. John leapt lightly onto the Zouwu's back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The creature immediately activated its spatial travel ability, diving into a dimensional rift and vanishing without a trace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such a rare magical creature, yet it had been tamed to this degree of obedience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Piers couldn't help but once again feel a chill at the sheer mystery surrounding Johnny Silverhand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tommy, meanwhile, watched as his boss left him behind and felt a pang of silent grief in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he didn't show it. He simply bid Piers farewell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, together with the wizards from Silverhand Shop, he boarded the carriage and left Azkaban.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for John, he didn't return to Hogwarts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he arrived at Silverhand Manor. The massive Zouwu's landing stirred a commotion, drawing the attention of the security team.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John waved them off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Letting the Zouwu roam freely in the lavender garden for a while, he stepped into the manor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The box in his hand was on the verge of breaking apart. Unhurried, John passed by a room where the golden cup was kept.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stopping before a container shaped like a dragon, John sliced open his palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood dripped into the container, and the dragon's eyes turned crimson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A hidden door opened, revealing a space behind it filled with tangible darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the prison he had created.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A room that was utterly unbreakable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Magical crystals were embedded all around the perimeter, forming a powerful magical magnetic field.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John tossed the black box inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The box shattered, and countless Dementors surged out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The magnetic field activated instantly—none of the Dementors could break through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, the darkness inside the room thickened into viscous black threads. One Dementor that came into contact with them was slowly unraveled, its body disassembled strand by strand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A mass of pure soul essence emerged and was instantly absorbed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dementors let out terrified shrieks as John stepped out of the room. Outside, he saw the dragon-shaped container spit a soul into its reservoir.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a short while, another soul followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had left a Soul-Devouring Curse in the room—it would continue refining the Dementors into soul essence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John watched for a moment, then turned to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just before exiting, he stopped and glanced at the Horcrux golden cup trapped in its container.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thoughtful and faintly surprised look appeared in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>",1557,"2026-06-06T11:45:53.361Z",1,"novelbin.me","55c090fe5711eaabe3e62a675834dc4bc6f74b316ad6d3457f0a9f63da8cfc50","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-312","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-310",577,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-john-wick-cover.jpg"]