[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-john-wick":3,"chapter-hogwarts-john-wick-hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-358":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},1645942,2109,"Chapter 358 358: 358: Our promise","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-358",358,"\u003Cp>Hospital Wing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape had returned once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he stepped inside, Madam Pomfrey called to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wiping her tears, she asked, \"Can we contact his family?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's a very deadly poison. There's no antidote.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape spoke quietly. \"May I speak to him?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mind the time,\" Madam Pomfrey said, nodding before regaining her usual composure. \"The patient needs rest.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape walked into the quiet Hospital Wing. The sound of coughing reached his ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was John.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face had already turned grotesque—dark veins spread across his cheeks, and each cough sounded violent enough to tear his lungs apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, Snape didn't know what to say. An absurd feeling rose in his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the past, he had tirelessly brought up John Wick to Dumbledore over and over again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had always thought this man was far too much like Voldemort—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The same brilliance, the same striking looks, the same way people gathered around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Snape, in some unspoken way, had been influenced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John was even more brilliant than Voldemort—on his own, he had changed Slytherin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning sand into green glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the Head of Slytherin, Snape couldn't help but be drawn into it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had brought glory. He had brought change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the proud ones like Malfoy and Greengrass had bowed to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The more it went on, the more the contradictions in Snape's heart began to waver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had seen John's true side—this boy once captured Sirius Black and, in the calmest voice, spoke the coldest words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had also seen the boy deliberately leave behind a badge, as if wanting to align himself with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Snape had rejected it all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a gamble he couldn't take.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wizarding world had no second Dumbledore, and John faintly bore the makings of a third Dark Lord.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though, time and again, John had proven himself different from Voldemort—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Prejudice was like a mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The irony was that when Snape finally crossed that mountain, all he found was a dying Slytherin student.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John noticed Snape's arrival, his eyes clouded with a lifeless gray.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape's expression was complicated. He opened his mouth, but in the end, all that came out was a simple, ordinary greeting: \"Hello, Mr. Wick.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Professor.\" John's voice carried a visible weariness, so weak that even a single word seemed to drain him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They sat in silence for a while before Snape said, \"The poison in you was administered by someone. Perhaps St. Mungo's might be able to alleviate it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heh… cough, cough…\" John let out a laugh, but it quickly dissolved into a fit of coughing. Black blood ran down the corner of his mouth. He shook his head and said, \"Professor, you're a Potions Master. With your knowledge, can't you tell?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lying on the hospital bed, his eyes dull and fixed on the ceiling, he spoke without a trace of fear. \"St. Mungo's can't help me. Professor McGonagall is a good person, but she's bound to be disappointed this time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The more one understood, the more despair John's condition inspired.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This kind of poison would drain every organ in the body, until, in the end, it consumed all hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Snape, a Potions Master, was powerless against it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape's feelings were impossible to untangle. He had thought he might feel pleased—after all, someone who could have become the third Dark Lord was about to die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But all he felt was irritation, grief, remorse, and… guilt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even that most detested Headmaster in Hogwarts history had once sincerely praised this student.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slytherin's finest student was about to die. How ironic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a Potions Master, he hadn't sensed a thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it had been caught earlier—perhaps even just that morning—John might have been saved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was only now that he truly realized: this wasn't just someone who might have become the third Dark Lord.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was his student.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one who should have been his pride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slytherin's most legendary figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Head of House, it had been his duty to protect him, to guide him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But looking back, he could hardly think of a single time he had done so.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the loathing at the start of term, to the wariness and distance that followed…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was he who had driven John Wick, step by step, to this point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Sorry.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From a mouth usually dripping with venom, sarcasm, and barbed remarks came words he had not spoken in a very long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape said, \"I'm sorry, Wick.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As your Head of House, I failed to protect you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape's eyes held a trace of uncertainty, unsure how he would face the Wick family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'll notify your parents… let them come and see you one last time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No need,\" John shook his head. \"Let it be. The more you try to hold on, the more pain you cause.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape was moved, surprised by John's calm acceptance of death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike Voldemort, who raged against it, John embraced it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wick, you still have until sunset.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was one of the rare moments of peaceful conversation between Slytherins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John said softly, \"Professor, let the Constellation Society take care of me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape's steps faltered as he turned to look at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right now, John was completely defenseless—if he used Legilimency, he could easily see every thought in the boy's mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the notion came and went.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faced with Slytherin's most outstanding student, he could not bring himself to do it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Alright.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the last thing he could do for his student as Head of House.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The infirmary doors swung open. Professor McGonagall hurried in, accompanied by St Mungo's chief healer, Hippocrates Smethwyck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I've never seen anything like this.\" Smethwyck was visibly shocked when he saw John's condition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, all the irritation he'd felt at being pulled away from St. Mungo's completely vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because when he stepped forward to examine John, his hand accidentally brushed against John's.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That hand had become shriveled and withered, like that of a mummy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In such a state, forget jostling him—even the slightest wrong movement could be disastrous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The more Smethwyck examined him, the heavier his expression became, until at last he shook his head at Professor McGonagall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm sorry… he's reached the end.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, no…\" McGonagall staggered back in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had seen what a vibrant, spirited young man he once was. And though she knew she lacked the expertise in healing, she still pleaded recklessly, \"Please… check again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's a kind of poison never seen before, laced with dozens of lethal toxins.\" Smethwyck's shake of the head was like a death sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This time before sunset… it's all he has left.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>McGonagall's face turned deathly pale, her hand clutching the collar over her heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked at Snape again. Snape slowly nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When even the Potions Master said so, it was as if all luck had abandoned the boy in that moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unable to accept the blow, McGonagall walked heavily out of the infirmary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were fewer people outside now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone was sitting by the doorway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Platinum-blond hair rested against the wall, the tie around his neck yanked loose and hanging crookedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malfoy sat there, eyes fixed on the floor, lost in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne leaned against the wall as well, flanked by her best friend and her younger sister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They whispered words of comfort to her, assuring her it would be fine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, this was the King of Slytherin—the youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin in history.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The infirmary doors opened, and Malfoy lifted his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several pairs of worried eyes turned toward them, and Professor McGonagall's face seemed even paler than before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this was news that had to be delivered—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was the Deputy Headmistress, and with Dumbledore gone, it was her duty to bear it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She took a deep breath. Under those expectant gazes, she had to say it—the news that would break everyone's hearts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"About John Wick…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malfoy and Daphne both turned to her at once, the hope and silent pleading in their eyes almost too much for McGonagall to bear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pressing her lips together, she forced out the words, \"We have… until sunset.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence fell over everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Impossible!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malfoy lost control, shouting, \"He won't die—he's John!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"All men must die, Malfoy,\" Snape said as he stepped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression had returned to its usual composure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"John won't. He promised me!\" Malfoy's voice trembled with raw emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne's knees gave out, and she slumped against the wall, supported by Pansy and her younger sister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape, cold and composed, said, \"Stop your barking, Malfoy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"John Wick wants Daphne Greengrass to go in.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malfoy turned his head sharply, and at those words, Daphne broke free from her friend and sister, running toward the infirmary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She no longer cared about appearances, dashing straight into the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And there she saw John—though it had been only a short while since she last saw him, he was now barely recognizable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His lips moved faintly, as if trying to speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne hurried closer, straining to catch the sound of his voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Our promise.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>________\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>o(*￣▽￣*)ブSupport and Read 12 Chapters ahead: Patreon\u002FDragonel\u003C\u002Fp>",1510,"2026-06-06T11:45:53.361Z",1,"novelbin.me","f5959080059a132b9ae53032c4f4f2d007edfa1d89063963ef5777695bb4a4ec","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-359","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-357",577,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-john-wick-cover.jpg"]