[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-john-wick":3,"chapter-hogwarts-john-wick-hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-379":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},1645963,2109,"Chapter 379 379: 379: Old man with Heterochromatic eyes","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-379",379,"\u003Cp>The red lightning struck with unstoppable force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, it shattered two layers of armor before being caught and dissolved by the third.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lupin, Moody, Tonks, and Sirius each consumed another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ginny and Ron burned through two more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All nine wards—used up perfectly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet John lifted his head in confusion, watching as his wand was blasted from his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze lowered slowly, falling on the vinewood wand raised against him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And as his eyes traveled upward, he saw Hermione's panicked face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tenth strike—gentle, conflicted, the weakest of all—was a Disarming Charm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was that very spell, slipping through the vanished wards, that struck John.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes widened with disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weakest spell of all had dealt a wound deeper than lightning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a few stunned seconds he stood frozen. Then he erupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Throwing his head back, John let out a roar as black magic surged from his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without his wand as a conduit, the power of the Holy Grail surged and swallowed John in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blinding colors crashed down, and the black magic cloaking him burst apart like smoke ripped open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crushing pressure blasted everyone off their feet, save for Dumbledore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black smoke and raw magic writhed and devoured each other. John's eyes turned pitch black, his face splintered with cracks like shattered porcelain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He forced out the words with difficulty. \"You've ...made your choice, Hermione.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dazed and trembling, Hermione lifted her head and saw what John had become.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The brilliant witch's face had never before shown such confusion, panic, and helplessness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John stepped toward Harry, who was still reeling from the soul surgery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort's fragment had been with Harry since he was a year old, and after more than a decade, its removal left him weakened and frail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John raised his hand, and black mist wrapped around Harry. His voice was low and heavy. \"Our deal ..is complete.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned his gaze on Dumbledore. \"I've destroyed ..your savior. That is ..my revenge.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tossed Harry toward him. Dumbledore quickly cast a cushioning charm to catch him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sirius scrambled up and rushed over, but when he reached Harry, he saw Dumbledore frozen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following Dumbledore's line of sight, Sirius's eyes fell on Harry's forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scar was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless tales about Harry Potter had always revolved around one feature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lightning-shaped scar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, John had torn out Voldemort's soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lightning scar healed—signaling the end of the so-called savior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John had destroyed what Dumbledore had spent over a decade cultivating: the boy who was meant to save the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John swept his hand, blasting away the statue pinning Kim beneath it with a surge of black mist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another wave of darkness rolled out, gathering every member of the Constellation Society to John's side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at Dumbledore, his voice cold. \"I told you—I would never become what you wanted me to be.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a full year of planning, John made it clear to everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The savior of the Wizarding world?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing but a joke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His words left Dumbledore speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once, that student had stood before him, declaring he would kill Voldemort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now—he had.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John locked eyes with Dumbledore, cold and unyielding. In those pitch-black pupils, the old man saw his own reflection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort had been right. His mistrust had killed the John Wick who once belonged to Hogwarts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Accio,\" John raised his hand, calling for his wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But nothing answered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A marvelous power, Albus.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice was aged, yet refined, dripping with a languid nobility, tinged with the warmth of old reminiscence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John's wand was in the hand of an old man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he hadn't seen the sun in ages, his unusual aura could not be concealed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both Dumbledore and John saw him—and in fact, so did everyone present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An old man, as ancient as Dumbledore himself, stood there with John's wand in hand. No one knew when he had arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But all could see, he stood right beside Voldemort's lifeless body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You truly are a remarkable wizard. You were before, you are now, and you always will be.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man spoke to John as though they had once been long acquainted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And as his gaze drifted to the Holy Grail floating in the air, fascination lit his eyes. \"I must admit—in magic, you possess a gift that surpasses all others.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Accio Grail.\" With a flick of his wand, the Holy Grail plummeted from the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John reacted instantly, casting a Summoning Charm to seize it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the bottom of the cup's inner wall, the red Philosopher's Stone glowed faintly, its brilliance turning the golden essence inside into liquid—an unimaginable reservoir of magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The combined power of time and the Stone granted rejuvenation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old man's goal was not the Grail itself, but the liquid within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the golden liquid streamed down, he caught it and drank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Gulp.. gulp..\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't drink much, but it was enough to shed the frailty of age—his body reverted to the prime of that long-ago battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ahh~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heterochromatic eyes gleamed with a sinister charm, set in a face both handsome and menacing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore's voice trembled, disbelief etched across his features. \"How can it be… Gellert Grindelwald?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man tilted his head and gave a wicked smile. \"One person changed little Tom's mind. His insecurity made him feel he needed an ally.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And clearly, there was no greater ally than the Dark Lord who came before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gellert Grindelwald—vanished since the great battle of 1945, the First Dark Lord.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While Dumbledore had been preoccupied with Azkaban, Voldemort had gone elsewhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nurmengard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, Grindelwald had been freed, striking a bargain with the Dark Lord.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had always been waiting—or rather, waiting for this very moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grindelwald addressed Dumbledore. \"Perhaps we do need some time to catch up. But now isn't exactly the right occasion, so…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Expelliarmus.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Caught off guard, Dumbledore's wand flew from his grasp straight into Grindelwald's hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holding the long-lost wand, Grindelwald showed no joy, no sentimentality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"John, you're an outstanding alchemist,\" Grindelwald said, turning his gaze toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But your obsession with certain things… has made you weaker.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, Grindelwald, without hesitation, snapped the red oak wand in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John's expression twisted in fury. \"Stop—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the broken wand burst forth a soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike before, this one was far stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort devoured several more of his own fragments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he emerged, he glanced briefly at Grindelwald before preparing to dive back into his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John became a swirl of black mist, Silverhand's sword flashing as he appeared in front of Voldemort in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grindelwald, unhurried, flicked his wand toward the Holy Grail, casting a shattering curse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Save the Grail?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kill Voldemort?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought split John in two, and in that instant he let out a furious roar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His entire plan was thrown into chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The souls sealed within the Grail were the true key.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he chose to save the Grail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort could be killed another day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John could only watch, helpless, as the soul he had fought so hard to extract slipped back into its vessel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort's eyes opened once more, his heart resumed its beat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this time, he was more complete than before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The split fragments of soul had been drawn back into him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Conflicting thoughts collided within, and after a brief moment of assimilation, his eyes returned to those crimson slit pupils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That feeling… it has been too long.\" Voldemort's cold, high-pitched voice rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His strange gaze flickered, first locking on Grindelwald, then shifting to the Holy Grail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Grail that could restore youth, grant immortality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Greed spread across his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes swept over the battlefield—the Death Eaters erupted in wild cheers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across from them, the Order of the Phoenix looked stricken, like mourners at a funeral.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort had returned to life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, a second figure had emerged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort and Grindelwald.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dark Lord and Dark Lord.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore raised Harry's wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could one possibly stop such a pair?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John shielded the Grail, his eyes sweeping over that pair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two figures descended from the sky, hovering at his side—Basil and Riddle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clutching the Grail tightly, John's silver hand now held only a single super magic crystal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And across from him stood two Dark Lords.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed they were all about to be crushed in one fell swoop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three sides fell into silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort's voice dripped with pleasure and chill. \"Now, your time of death has come.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two Dark Lords would never truly cooperate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But for the moment, removing the greatest threat first was not a bad option.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once again, the roles of offense and defense reversed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Death Eaters began to move as well, closing in on their side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore ordered the others to ready themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lifts clattered repeatedly—it was more Death Eaters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kingsley's fate was unknown—it was Grindelwald who had released them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This flood of Death Eaters, pouring out in full force… Voldemort could even seize the Ministry of Magic in one stroke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"John?\" Malfoy looked to him for an answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It was all so perfect,\" John muttered to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lifted his gaze toward the Order of the Phoenix, the black mist around him beginning to recede.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fixing his eyes on that overwhelming power, he sighed, his voice cold and resolute: \"Then let's kill them again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blue fire flared within the fireplace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind John, Fleur tore the necklace from her neck and handed it to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What makes you think you can stand against me?\" John's voice cut through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Authority of Dominion shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tommy was the first to step out of the fireplace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From afar, he bowed low in John's direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One after another, fully armed security teams marched out of the flames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once again the fireplaces roared to life, and dozens of Aurors and Hit Wizards stepped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Barty Crouch Sr. arrived, and at the sight before him couldn't help but draw in a sharp breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tommy bowed respectfully. \"My lord, we'll always be at your side.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John raised both hands, tilting his head slightly. \"Do you like the gift I prepared for you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearly a hundred beams of light shot out from behind him, raining down on the Death Eaters like a storm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dark Lord?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>White Lord?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who wasn't a king here?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>________\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>o(*￣▽￣*)ブSupport and Read 12 Chapters ahead: Patreon\u002FDragonel\u003C\u002Fp>",1719,"2026-06-06T11:45:53.361Z",1,"novelbin.me","ea667a0fe2e6c5e6ef7d60682b6fadcd2eafc8e914055e45caa1bd13b65a1869","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-380","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-378",577,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-john-wick-cover.jpg"]