[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-john-wick":3,"chapter-hogwarts-john-wick-hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-361":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},1645945,2109,"Chapter 361 361: 361: John's Secret and Plan","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-361",361,"\u003Cp>In the deserted atrium of the Ministry of Magic, the fireplaces set into the walls suddenly flared with ghostly blue flames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cedric stepped out first. His fitted black suit didn't hinder movement, and his cufflinks were set with amber-yellow gemstones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next came Malfoy, clad in black velvet. A silver serpent coiled over his shoulder, and on the pinky finger of his right hand gleamed an emerald ring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neville was the last to emerge, wearing a white shirt and black waistcoat, carrying a sword with an ornate silver scabbard inlaid with rubies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the three had stepped out, another fireplace beside them roared to life. From it emerged a blond man in white robes, wearing a white mask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man removed his mask, revealing a face they had crossed paths with during the World Cup.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kim,\" Cedric said in a low voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took in Kim's attire—that Silver mask he remembered seeing back during the Triwizard Tournament at Hogwarts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of Johnny Silverhand's people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So you're working for Johnny Silverhand,\" Cedric said, naturally taking the role of elder brother as the oldest among them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wrong.\" Kim's jaw was rough with stubble as he looked at the three of them. \"We all are.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hm?\" The three exchanged looks, their expressions tinged with confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"John is Johnny Silverhand,\" Kim said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the vast, empty atrium, he spoke the truth aloud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're saying… John is Johnny Silverhand?\" Malfoy felt his chest tighten. His eyes locked on Kim, and he growled, \"That's impossible. I've met Johnny Silverhand…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his words trailed off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He remembered being brought before Johnny Silverhand once—what was it for again?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ah… it was something about being asked to become Johnny Silverhand's godson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kim clearly knew a bit about it. His expression softened with sympathy. \"You never saw his face, did you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malfoy's expression darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neville, still trying to process it, murmured, \"If John is Johnny Silverhand, then he…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He's far more capable than you think.\" Kim nodded slowly. \"He built this massive network starting in his second year.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But why did he not tell—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The reason he didn't tell you,\" Kim continued, \"is because you were still too young.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So Percy and Fleur already know?\" Malfoy still seemed unwilling to accept it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Percy found out, but only last year,\" Kim said with a nod. \"You shouldn't resent him—keeping it secret was the best way to protect you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malfoy turned to Cedric, who had remained silent, and asked, \"You knew too?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cedric nodded, closing his eyes in pain. \"The graveyard.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a memory heavy with grief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kim's gaze darkened, but a moment later, light returned to his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's enough about John's secret,\" Kim said, his tone shifting to something more serious. \"It's time to carry out John's plan… his final plan.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A shadow fell over everyone's hearts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Revenge,\" Malfoy said through clenched teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kim said nothing, simply turning to lead them forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they passed through the Ministry's lifts, Cedric frowned. \"Where is everyone in the Ministry?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"John secured one night's exclusive control of this place—to draw Voldemort here,\" Kim said, a glint of cold steel in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So this is it—we're taking revenge?\" Malfoy asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neville tightened his grip on the Sword of Marvolo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cedric lowered his gaze to the wand in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kim placed his hand over the badge on his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For John and Heinrich.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other three did the same, the constellation badges on their chests like a starry sky breaking through the clouds, revealing starlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their resolve hardened, and as the lattice doors of the lift closed, they descended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, in Percy's office—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fleur's beautiful hair had grown even longer, cascading like a silver waterfall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wore clothing suited for movement, a string of protective charms around her wrist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beneath her pale swan-like neck hung a sapphire necklace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fleur kissed the constellation badge and fastened it to her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked at Percy. \"Shall we go?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Percy stood, his voice carrying a rare gravity. \"You know our mission is different from theirs.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If I'd known sooner that John was my boss, maybe I wouldn't have been bogged down with all that trivial nonsense,\" Fleur said with a confident smile. \"Still… I don't mind this feeling.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The final location will be the Death Chamber. Remember—do not touch that archway under any circumstances.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Percy warned her again and again. \"That's something even the Ministry doesn't fully understand.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The more mysterious something is, the more likely it is to cause unexpected events,\" Fleur said with a wave of her hand. \"Let's go, Percy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Percy already carried a certain air of authority, but in front of his own comrades, he still couldn't put on airs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Picking up the cup from the desk, Percy kept a stern face. \"Yeah.. Let's go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew the Ministry was completely empty right now—no need to hide anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two of them took the lift toward the Department of Mysteries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Percy watched a corridor slide past outside, he couldn't help but recall a recent conversation with John.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"All of this depends on you, Percy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Constellation Society, John had shown Percy that deadly black poison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Percy had roared, raged, despaired.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knowing the danger of that thing, he had even considered going to Dumbledore for help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the end, John stopped him from doing so.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Only this way can we finish everything, Percy,\" John had said, gripping Percy's hand tightly. \"And only you can carry out the final stage of my plan.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You know better than anyone how the Ministry works.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Department of Mysteries hides tremendous power. Those taboos are our only hope of turning the tables.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Percy's shoulders felt unbearably heavy. When that golden cup was handed to him, he knew he had no other choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Either he carried his comrades' deaths into defeat, or he made everything right again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fleur could see the weight on Percy's shoulders, and she patted him lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"John believes in you,\" she said firmly. \"And so do we.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"John…\" Emotion flickered in Percy's eyes before he gave a resolute nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silently, he swore to himself: Even if it costs me my life, I will see this plan through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lift arrived. At the end of the black corridor, a black door stood closed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They opened it to find the four who had arrived before them already working out their plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Noticing the marked doors, Percy couldn't help rubbing his forehead. \"Who did this? If Minister Crouch finds out, there'll be no escaping a scolding.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But… this is actually a clever idea,\" he admitted, just as the doors began to spin again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pinpointed exactly where he wanted to go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Time Room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gazing at the drifting golden sand, Percy took out the golden cup.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed everyone thought John Wick—Johnny Silverhand—hated Voldemort to the bone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had sent the Star Disciples to hunt Death Eaters, and placed massive bounties on their heads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The desire for revenge was obvious to anyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore thought so.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So did Barty Crouch Sr.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Percy knew that John's plan wasn't something so shallow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was something far more difficult than simply killing someone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A mere death would never be enough to make the legendary Johnny Silverhand use himself as bait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The golden sand held the power of time—just a touch could bring terrifying consequences to the body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was why time was a forbidden domain—its effects were irreversible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ministry's control over it was extremely strict, extending even to Time-Turners, with hundreds of laws regulating their use.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Percy placed the golden cup inside, the golden sand began to fall into it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cup seemed bottomless, the sand vanishing as soon as it entered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, one golden hourglass was completely emptied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the second. The third…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Percy couldn't quite name the feeling, but it was as if he was betraying the Ministry itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This filled him, a Ministry official, with deep conflict.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fleur's gaze was fixed on a bird—it soared high into the air, then rapidly aged and fell, only to transform into an egg just before hitting the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The eggshell cracked open, and the bird, now a hatchling, grew at an unnatural speed and took flight again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like an endless purgatory, an unceasing cycle repeating the same events over and over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sight made Fleur's skin crawl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, just one door away from the Time Room—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Hall of Prophecy, five students had slipped into a space filled with towering shelves and priceless prophecy orbs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ceiling was as high as that of a cathedral, and the shelves rose just as tall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Glass spheres sat upon them, each casting a faint, dim glow that matched the gloom of the circular hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry and the others moved cautiously through the narrow, shadowed aisles between the rows of shelves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>________\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>o(*￣▽￣*)ブSupport and Read 12 Chapters ahead: Patreon\u002FDragonel\u003C\u002Fp>",1475,"2026-06-06T11:45:53.361Z",1,"novelbin.me","f95d9a34dd06db182b99258bff659173abea694f1b17c3ad81b38aa589cd1c84","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-362","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-360",577,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-john-wick-cover.jpg"]