[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-john-wick":3,"chapter-hogwarts-john-wick-hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-369":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},1645953,2109,"Chapter 369 369: 369: Happy Voldemort","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-369",369,"\u003Cp>Harry chased Bellatrix all the way out of the Death Chamber, through the Brain Room, and into the Hall of Doors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bahahaha~~ Little Potter~ Come and catch me~~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bellatrix let out a shrieking, manic laugh that echoed through the circular chamber.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The round doors began to spin again, and Harry couldn't tell which one led out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where's the way out?\" he shouted in desperation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the doors suddenly burst open behind him, revealing the corridor that led to the lifts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not caring which way it was, he bolted toward it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just before he reached the lifts, he saw Bellatrix stepping into one of them, turning to give him a mocking little wave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry sprinted to another lift and slammed his fists frantically on the button to summon it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gate slid open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He threw himself inside and jabbed the button for \"Atrium\" again and again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the lift rattled to a stop, he shoved through the grilles before they had even fully opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bellatrix, seeing him burst out after her, laughed even more wildly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She spun, flicked her wand, and sent a curse flying at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry dove behind the Fountain of Magical Brethren; the spell streaked past him and slammed into the great golden doors on the far side of the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He noticed the footsteps had stopped—Bellatrix wasn't running anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry crouched low behind the statue, straining to listen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come out, come out, little Potter!\" the madwoman called in a babyish voice. \"Bahaha~~ Why did you chase me out here? Was it to play hide-and-seek?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought of his godfather nearly being killed by Bellatrix made rage boil up inside Harry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That fury drove him to spring from behind cover, wand leveled at her, catching her off guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cruci—\" Two voices overlapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bellatrix shrieked as the curse sent her sprawling to the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But at the same time, Harry collapsed as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A drawling voice, full of disdain, spoke: \"You need true malice behind it, Potter.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Lucius.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry had forgotten—he'd run out too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Agony surged through Harry's body, his limbs jerking uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Bellatrix quickly scrambled back to her feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Pfft~ Look at little Potter Jr. Gonna cry~? Ba—Ha—ha—ha—ha!\" Her piercing laugh made Harry wish nothing more than to kill her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bellatrix shouted triumphantly at Harry, \"You're far too naïve! Ignorance will cost you your life for nothing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her exposed, twisted skin looked like tree bark as she shrieked, \"Hand over the prophecy—now, at once, immediately!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Harry's eyes gleamed with a flicker of vindictive satisfaction as he roared, \"Then you'll have to kill me, because the prophecy's gone!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucius's expression faltered with a moment of panic. He slapped Harry hard across the face and bellowed, \"Shut up!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood streaked Harry's mouth as he sneered, \"He knows. Your dear master, Voldemort, knows it's gone! He'll be displeased with you all, won't he?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What? What do you mean?\" Bellatrix, wild-eyed, shoved Lucius aside and seized Harry by the throat with her long, clawlike nails.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He saw it too,\" Harry said hoarsely, glaring at Lucius. \"He saw who broke the prophecy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bellatrix immediately snapped her head toward Lucius, dangerous light flashing in her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucius's heart lurched. He hastily blurted, \"He's lying—he's the boy who lies!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry tried to retort, but the choking grip and the searing agony of his scar left him speechless, tears stinging his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lies!\" Bellatrix screeched. Her face twisted as she snarled, \"Give me the prophecy!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her grip tightened around his neck, his eyes rolling back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry's hand scrabbled desperately along the floor—until it found his wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thrust it upward, jabbing it viciously toward Bellatrix.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Arrrg! Damn it, damn it, damn it!\" Bellatrix shrieked. She released Harry's throat, blood trickling down her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Air rushed back into Harry's lungs—he coughed violently several times before his vision finally cleared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucius immediately lunged forward to restrain him, but a streak of red light shot from behind, sending him crashing to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the madwoman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked like a demon crawling out of hell, blood streaking her twisted face as she roared, \"He's mine—this is the task my master entrusted to me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You lunatic!\" Lucius spat furiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry seized the chance to scramble backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bellatrix, still half-deranged, shouted wildly into the air, \"Master, I tried—I did my best, don't punish me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stop wasting your breath,\" Harry shouted, his scar burning so fiercely he could barely open his eyes. \"He can't hear you here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is that so, Potter?\" A cold, high voice cut through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chill surged from the soles of Harry's feet all the way to his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He forced his eyes open—before him stood a tall, skeletal figure draped in a black hood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That terrifying, serpent-like face—pale, gaunt, with slit red eyes glowing with menace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That wand was pointed straight at Harry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Haah.. haa.. haah..\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry stared, frozen, unable to move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucius, trembling all over, scrambled and crawled to Voldemort's feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master, it was him—it was he who destroyed the prophecy sphere.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lowered himself as far as he could, nearly kissing Voldemort's feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort shifted his gaze to Harry. \"So, you shattered my prophecy?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those cold, scarlet eyes, slit like a serpent's, bore into Harry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, Voldemort pried into that unguarded mind and saw much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked down at Lucius, then kicked him aside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Urg..\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucius trembled harder, dread overwhelming him. He knew now—he knew it had been Draco who smashed the prophecy sphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No—my son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Agony twisted Lucius's heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Voldemort had endless patience for Bellatrix. He spoke softly: \"Bella, he wasn't lying. I saw the truth in his mind.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master, forgive me, I didn't know, I—I just…\" the madwoman sobbed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Enough, Bella.\" Voldemort turned his gaze back to Harry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But Master, he's here—right below us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort knew exactly who she meant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He ignored her, raising his wand at Harry instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"On this day worth celebrating, I have no desire to waste words with you, Potter.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That man was dead—the one who had driven the Death Eaters into hiding was finally gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort lifted his wand without hesitation and uttered the curse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Avada Kedavra~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Green light blazed before Harry, reaching to claim his life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The golden statue of the wizard at the fountain suddenly sprang to life, leaping from its base. It landed between Harry and Voldemort, arms spread wide in protection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The green light struck the wizard's chest, deflected, and stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That advanced Transfiguration triggered a thought in Voldemort. He scanned the hall, shouting: \"Dumbledore!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry's heart was pounding wildly when he saw Dumbledore appear at the great golden doors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Voldemort saw him, he suddenly burst into mad laughter for no reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry thought maybe he had been frightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione and Ron came rushing out, and when they saw Harry in danger, they cried out in alarm: \"Harry!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hermione, Ron!\" Relief surged in Harry at the sight of his friends.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But with Dumbledore here as well, he finally felt safe enough to breathe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hurried over to join them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ginny and Luna came running out too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of them gazed at Dumbledore with awe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The greatest wizard alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort, however, didn't seem to care about the others. He stared fixedly at Dumbledore, and in a strange tone asked, \"How does it feel?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore remained silent, but Voldemort had no intention of letting the moment slip away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He chuckled darkly, then suddenly demanded in a loud voice: \"I'm asking you, Dumbledore—how does it feel?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What does he mean?\" Harry and the others were completely at a loss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort's lips curled into a smile that was both venomous and cruel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That man is dead. The one who time and again ruined my plans. That Hogwarts student…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He watched Dumbledore's expression shift, then hissed softly, \"John Wick.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those who had been expecting Dumbledore to defeat Voldemort were stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He's lying, right? Professor Dumbledore?\" Hermione turned to him, thinking this was just a cheap trick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after a brief silence, Dumbledore looked at Voldemort and said, \"Tom… it was you who killed him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Me? Bahaha!\" Voldemort burst out laughing, then suddenly leveled his wand at Dumbledore and roared, \"No—it was you, Dumbledore!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It was your mistrust that killed him!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The icy, piercing voice carried a chill that sank into their bones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione staggered back two steps and screamed, \"That's not true!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It is, little girl.\" Voldemort relished the sight of their helpless grief, his scarlet tongue sliding across his lips. \"I used the darkest, most excruciating poison to kill that arrogant fool.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even I must admit his brilliance. His death brought me boundless joy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feigning thoughtfulness, he sneered, \"Let me guess—he must have been on his knees, begging someone to end his life? The sunset echoing with his screams?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each word cut into Hermione's heart like a knife.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione couldn't breathe. She clutched her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her friend... John… dead?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The most evil, most agonizing poison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her mind filled with the image of John collapsing, black blood spilling from his mouth. Tears were already streaming down her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry felt a heavy pang. John… actually dead?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he noticed Luna, calm as if nothing had happened. Startled, he asked, \"Why aren't you sad?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luna blinked once, then said with quiet certainty, \"John told me he'd be fine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her words carried the kind of conviction that made it sound as if—even in death—John could still come back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hahaha~ A true genius, died like a pathetic Squib, failed by you all.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore looked guilty, and Hermione was on the verge of collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If he had joined me in his first year, his future could have—Avada Kedavra!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort struck in that instant of suffocating grief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything he had said before was only to pave the way for this moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore turned, his robes swirling as he vanished in a blur, dodging the flash of green light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Dumbledore reappeared, he was already behind Voldemort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, he flicked his wand, and every statue in the fountain sprang to life. The witch statue charged straight at Bellatrix and Lucius.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, Lupin came running out and collided with Drogon—the two immediately clashed in a fierce fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The centaur statue galloped at Voldemort, but he vanished in an instant, reappearing beside the pool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He fired a Killing Curse at Dumbledore, only for the elf statue to leap in front and block it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The golden wizard statue shielded Harry and the others, but there were too many of them to protect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort feinted with his wand, hurling a spell at Dumbledore, then with his free hand made a sharp, forceful motion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wizard statue was struck as if by a massive blow, flung sideways through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ancient magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Harry and the others exposed, Voldemort unleashed a violent torrent of green lightning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time Harry and his friends reacted, it was already too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Lupin couldn't reach them in time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A beam of white light burst forth from behind the golden doors, colliding with the torrent of green lightning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the point of impact, a terrifying explosion erupted, shockwaves rippling outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone was blasted off their feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arcs of crackling electricity leapt and sizzled through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry and the others, covered in dust and debris, lifted their heads to see who had stepped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above the flowing, ornate robes was a silver mask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment Voldemort saw the figure, he screamed as if he'd seen a ghost: \"Who are you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>________\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>o(*￣▽￣*)ブSupport and Read 12 Chapters ahead: Patreon\u002FDragonel\u003C\u002Fp>",1919,"2026-06-06T11:45:53.361Z",1,"novelbin.me","d29fb3357cba418c8fbeda4c1589243e6d655633ae8886000d4a60c575d051b7","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-370","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-368",577,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-john-wick-cover.jpg"]