[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-john-wick":3,"chapter-hogwarts-john-wick-hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-374":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},1645958,2109,"Chapter 374 374: 374: To meet Death again","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-374",374,"\u003Cp>The third duel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John adjusted his sleeves, his expression calm and unhurried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you had received a complete Hogwarts education, then you should know…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gave a faint smile, raising his wand in his left hand. \"The etiquette before a duel~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is he insane?!\" Sirius, despite acknowledging the boy's strength, couldn't believe it. To face Voldemort and actually demand a duel—this was madness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We have to break this barrier.\" Dumbledore's expression changed. He raised his wand, preparing to act.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then—six sharp cracks rang out. The six members of the Constellation Society appeared, blocking his way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you doing?\" Dumbledore looked at them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kim lifted his wand, his voice steady. \"How could we let you interfere with our king?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't steal my lines!\" Malfoy shouted at Kim, then struck a pose, voice dripping with arrogance. \"Even if you are Dumbledore—you can't.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neville silently drew his sword. Fleur tossed her long hair over one shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cedric let out a bitter laugh, but his feet did not move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Percy cast a dark look at his younger siblings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Death Eaters staggered back to their feet, gathering behind Lucius.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do we do?\" one of them asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucius's face remained unreadable. \"We can only wait.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they fled now, Voldemort would surely exact retribution later. But against Dumbledore, they were no match either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Death Eaters seethed with frustration, but there was nothing they could do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you alright?\" Tonks leaned against Lupin, who was supporting her. For a moment, she found this man unexpectedly reliable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tonks shook her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore was blocked, his compassion forbidding him from raising a hand against his own students.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the barrier, John inclined his head with elegant composure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort sneered. \"You've got some nerve, challenging me to a duel.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John slowly slipped a silver ring onto his left hand, chuckling. \"Why wouldn't I? Should I fear a man who has already lost to me once?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort's face darkened. \"Do you think defeating fragments of my soul by taking advantage of my weakness is enough to make you smug?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then face me properly, Tom Riddle.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't call me that name!\" Voldemort roared at the hated surname, raising his wand to strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John's right hand closed on air, the silver sword flashing into existence as he swung it down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade split the curse apart. Lifting his left hand, he sent out a burst of white light that split into several streaks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without Dumbledore restraining him, Voldemort's full power was terrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, John had nearly been killed just from watching him from afar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Green light tore through the floor as John twisted aside, dodging nimbly—his right hand supporting, his left hand driving the attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He clashed violently with Voldemort, Harry caught between them. Watching green and white light streak past, Harry's heart hammered in fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is that all you've got, Tom?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John roared, silver spreading across his left hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Embedded there was not just a magic crystal, but a super magic crystal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He charged a Shattering Curse until it blazed like dazzling white fire. Voldemort's wand poured out a flood of blackness, rushing to drown him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their spells collided, locking in a deadly standoff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort's eyes flicked briefly toward Dumbledore. He knew he couldn't let this drag on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had to end quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black tide shrank, condensing into a massive shockwave that struck the barrier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort twisted his wand back, and that chilling, familiar incantation rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A shadow flickered in John's eyes as he swung his wand in turn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Avada Kedavra!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Confringo!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Green collided with white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Harry, it was like being thrown back to second year—to that battle between John and Tom Riddle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bolts of green and white light clashed, and Harry scrambled frantically to another spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort realized something was wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the point of impact, there was… music. Celestial, ethereal music.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His wand shuddered as though electrified, and the beam connecting their wands shifted into a brilliant gold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sight struck Harry with déjà vu so strong he froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Dumbledore's face darkened in shock. \"This is—?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John and Voldemort were lifted into the air at the same time. Above them, thousands of arcs of light appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The arcs wove together around them, forming a golden dome of lightning that no one could penetrate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry was pulled into it as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The phoenix's song left everyone stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially Dumbledore. He remembered clearly—there were only two wands made with Fawkes's feather.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One in Harry's hand, the other in Voldemort's.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was going on?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you think you can stall me like this, it's useless,\" Voldemort sneered at John. \"No one can enter.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crushed beneath the weight of that immense power, John still smiled. \"Did you forget there's a third person here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort's expression shifted drastically as his gaze snapped to Harry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You mean to have him kill me?\" Voldemort's voice quivered with a flicker of fear at the thought of death. \"This is a duel—defeating the Dark Lord is the greatest honor. You'd hand it to him?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course not,\" John said firmly, shaking his head. \"Do you know something?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort couldn't make sense of what John was playing at.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John grinned. \"It's about your Horcruxes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under Voldemort's horrified gaze, John slapped his satchel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two objects flew out from inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hufflepuff's cup.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ravenclaw's diadem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It was you—the one who stole the cup!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort's eyes went blood-red. He would never forget: someone had planted a bomb in Gringotts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he had taken not just one Horcrux.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Panic flickered across Voldemort's face. \"What exactly are you trying to do?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tom,\" John's eyes were clear as he looked straight at him, smiling. \"I'm going to rewrite everything.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, he swung his right hand in another direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not toward Voldemort. Not toward the two Horcruxes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But toward—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A vast aurora of starlight cascaded down, forming a magical domain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strands of white threaded through John's hair, and his voice crackled with static.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>||I will step onto the path of no return!||\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black tendrils uncoiled from his right hand, wrapping around Harry. Under Harry's terrified gaze, they bound him tight and dragged him upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is he trying to do?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Harry!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those outside the barrier cried out in alarm at the sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sirius tried to rush forward, but Neville seized him by the throat, lifted him, and hurled him toward Ron's feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron shouted furiously at Neville, \"What are you doing! You're a Gryffindor!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're just going to stand by and watch John Wick kill Harry!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neville's voice was low and steady. \"John won't do that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Ron wouldn't listen. He charged forward in anger, only to be kicked flat by Malfoy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stay down, or die.\" Malfoy's wand pressed against Ron's head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No!\" Hermione shouted to stop him. Malfoy didn't use his wand—he just kept knocking Ron down each time Ron dragged himself back up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Again and again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, Malfoy put his wand away altogether, grabbed Ron by the collar, and drove his fist into him over and over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore saw John seize Harry, and his wand was instantly in hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I should never have given it to him,\" Dumbledore said grimly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kim and Percy moved at the same time, but against Dumbledore they weren't even close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not on the same level at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fleur threw herself in front, but with a single flick of his wand, Dumbledore froze her in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cedric murmured an apology and tried to stall him with Transfiguration, only for Dumbledore to shatter it effortlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His advance was stopped by the magical domain itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking up, Dumbledore saw that the stars above were actually countless magic crystals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even he could not break through them in a short time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside, John already had Harry in his grasp. He looked straight at him and said, \"Do you remember our deal?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry froze, recalling the deal from before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're going to kill me?\" he asked, unwilling to believe it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, I won't,\" John replied calmly. \"I only need to take something from you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What thing? Arrrrrrrrgggggghhhhh—!\" Harry asked in confusion—only for the scar on his forehead to explode with searing pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John's right hand pressed against the scar, as if trying to bore straight into his skull, forcing Harry to scream in agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone watching felt their hearts clench.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Here lies a secret no one else knows.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the Ravenclaw diadem, silver threads rose and drilled into Harry's body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's… a soul!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore's expression darkened completely, his face sinking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where had John gathered so many souls?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wielding souls as his blade, John plunged into Harry's consciousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long, disorienting drift, John finally arrived at his destination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A white train station.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry's head throbbed to the breaking point, and just before he thought it would explode, his consciousness arrived at the station.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked around blankly, not knowing where he was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But John knew very well. He'd been here before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Realm of Veils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The place where he had once met Death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this time, it was his true purpose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To meet Death again.\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","6e74ef618a5838f7e530edc6c2474f8bef160a905108e5f62924b339eca6192d","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-375","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-373",577,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-john-wick-cover.jpg"]