[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-john-wick":3,"chapter-hogwarts-john-wick-hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-389":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},1645973,2109,"Chapter 389 389: 389: No Turning Back","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-389",389,"\u003Cp>John understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dream trial wasn't just about killing enemies—it was also a test of the heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The village chief handed over the ten gold coins meant for the werewolf bounty to John.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though it pained him, he still said respectfully, \"Honored witcher, thank you for forgiving my daughter's sins.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was deeply grateful. Even if his daughter could not stay in the village, at least her life had been spared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Parting with the coins, however, made him wince in agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John glanced at the villagers outside and said calmly, \"No need to thank me, because no one has forgiven you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned and left, leaving the village chief puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But soon enough, the chief understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The furious villagers nearly tore his house apart. Parker had spread the entire truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they learned it was the chief's daughter who had committed the killings, and couldn't find her, they came straight for the chief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dressed in medieval garb, John walked out of the chief's house and ran into Parker by the roadside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Parker looked at him as though seeing an idol and asked in awe, \"Are you a witcher? That's amazing. I've heard about you—you only appear in the most dangerous places.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Parker flailed his arms, babbling incoherently, \"Can I join you? I mean—can I follow you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John thought for a moment, then pulled a gold coin from his pocket and tossed it toward Parker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The coin spun in the air, catching the light in a dazzling shimmer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, it fell into the mud at their feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Parker moved to pick it up, but John said, \"If you pick up that coin, it means you've lost your chance.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Parker froze mid-bend, unsure what to do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John kept walking ahead, his voice drifting back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Either step over it and catch up to me, or pick it up and stay behind.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His stride never slowed, his figure gradually disappearing into the village.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Parker stared at the coin. A single gold coin was enough to change his life for the better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Torn, he looked up and saw John already leaving the village.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, Parker picked up the coin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Between reality and adventure, he chose reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John walked for a while through unfamiliar lands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John was starting to regret leaving so casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ugh..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't know the way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Should've asked for directions before walking off,\" he sighed as he made his way down the road.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After three full days of travel, he finally came across a town.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first thing he did after entering was find an inn and take a bath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With nine gold coins in his pocket, he was practically carrying a fortune.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he stepped out after bathing, he saw a squad of knights passing by.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The commoners on the roadside lowered their heads respectfully at the sight of the knights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lead knight called out loudly, \"By order of the king, witchers are summoned to Konsang County!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coming straight for him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John narrowed his eyes. Staying inside the inn, he overheard the murmurs around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Witchers? That's just a legend.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why would the king be looking for such monsters?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They say there's a terrible banshee in the Konsang Tower, one that's already killed many guards.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Konsang? That old wizard's tower?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"All the wizards were wiped out ages ago—there can't be any left.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Listening to their chatter, John realized that in this era, witchers seemed to have already begun hunting sorcerers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder Malon had panicked the moment he saw him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So now I'm the enemy of wizards?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression turned wry. For someone who was a top student in the wizarding world, that kind of identity shift was more than a little strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He drew his sword and glanced at it. The first rune was already glowing; nine still remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If nothing went wrong, the banshee would probably be one of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sliding the sword back into its sheath, he watched as the squad of knights rode off down the street.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John bought a map from the innkeeper, then went to a jeweler's shop and sold one of his gemstones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The jeweler tried to haggle him down, but unfortunately for him, John had mind magic on his side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He calmly raised the price, and the shopkeeper broke out in a nervous sweat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, the deal went through, and John walked away with a heavy pouch of gold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good news,\" he muttered, \"the satchel still works.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John stuffed the gold into his satchel. Thankfully, it hadn't stopped working—otherwise, he'd be stuck lugging around a pile of coins on the road.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he left, he noticed someone watching him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't think much of it. Back at the inn, staring at a plate of potatoes with skins still on, he fell into deep thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Seems like even this place can't escape the invasion of potatoes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He popped one into his mouth. Great. No taste, even in dreams, huh?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John ate just enough to fill his stomach, then left it at that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next morning, he set out from the inn to wander around town.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two men continued trailing him at a distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, that squad of knights was out searching again. But since John wasn't carrying his sword, they didn't notice him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did someone leak word about me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suspicion stirred as he watched the knights comb the streets, looking convinced that a witcher was in town.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had no desire to get tangled up with the kingdom here—that would only turn simple matters into complicated ones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, heading back toward the inn, he realized the two followers were still on his tail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once inside, John slipped out through a 1st-floor window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside the inn, the men lingered for a while before the knights returned. One of them asked haughtily, \"You're the ones who said there's a witcher here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A short, scrawny man fawned, \"Yes, Sir Knight. I'm certain of it. That man carried a witcher's sword when he entered the city.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good. Search the place.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this era, knights weren't symbols of chivalry or protection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the contrary—they were arrogant and domineering, barging straight inside to ransack the inn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they found nothing, the knight flew into a rage and with one swing of his sword decapitated the scrawny man on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The innkeeper trembled in terror, practically ready to confess to bedwetting as a child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once they learned which room belonged to John, the knights stormed in, only to find the window wide open. Scowling, the leader muttered, \"He's gone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While their fury boiled, John was already beyond the city walls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he had no desire to answer the king's summons, his trial still had to continue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He studied the map, heading toward Konsang County.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Show me the way.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pointing his wand due north, John set off in that direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I should probably find myself a horse.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John trudged along on foot, debating whether he ought to get himself a horse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After some time on the road, he was lucky enough to run into a merchant caravan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they saw John—especially the gleam of a gold coin—the merchants immediately grew warm and hospitable, inviting him to travel with them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As night fell, the caravan made camp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's not a good place. Not worth going even if you had money,\" a portly merchant said with disdain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you're heading that way, I advise you to avoid the wizard's tower. That place is cursed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The merchant spoke with a grim look. He had been to Konsang County several times, but none of his experiences there were good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was utterly convinced the place was tainted by a wizard's curse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During the caravan's rest, a servant suddenly let out a bloodcurdling scream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cry of terror was quickly joined by the sounds of tearing flesh and gnashing teeth. \"Ghouls!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone shouted in panic, \"Light the fire! Quickly, light the fire!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had passed through this area many times before, but this was the first time they had ever encountered a ghoul attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John turned his gaze and saw a cluster of hideous creatures, their exposed skin making them look like malformed children.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One servant frantically hurled a torch, striking one of them. The ghoul let out a furious roar and lunged forward, sinking its teeth into the servant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John realized these things weren't ghouls after all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said, \"Mr. Yusi, I've got good news and bad news. Which do you want first?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yusi—the merchant—was trembling as he hid inside the wagon. \"Bad news—no, good news.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was already incoherent, especially after seeing yet another servant dragged to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John stroked his chin. \"The good news is, ghouls don't eat people. And they're not very aggressive.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ghouls don't eat people?\" Yusi froze. This was the first time he'd ever heard that. \"Then what's the bad news?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The bad news is, those aren't ghouls. They're man-eating trolls.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A servant screamed as his arm was ripped clean off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yusi nearly pissed himself. John grinned. \"There's another piece of good news—I can take care of them. But the price…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'll pay! I'll pay! Just get rid of those things!\" Yusi shouted as another man was dragged down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Forget the money. You're going to take me to Konsang County.\" John slowly drew his sword. \"How about it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Deal!\" Yusi practically roared the word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John smiled, his figure springing forward like a hunting leopard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as one of the trolls was about to sink its teeth into a servant's neck, a flash of silver light pierced straight through the creature's throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John pressed down on the hilt with his left hand, using leverage to flick the blade upward, cleanly severing the creature's head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A crimson glow flowed into the sword, lighting up the second rune just a little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John's eyes lit up. Even these \"small fry\" gave experience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He flicked the blood off his blade, then raised his hand, casting a summoning charm. A man-eating troll was yanked into the air and slammed to the ground from above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when the troll died, no crimson glow emerged. It seemed they had to be slain by the sword itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John's gaze swept over the remaining trolls. He lifted his left hand, pulling one straight toward him, and drove his sword clean through its body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blood glow was absorbed. John repeated the process.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the firelight, he moved like a reaper harvesting lives, his blade cutting down troll after troll.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were fifteen in total. Aside from the one that had died from the fall, every last one was killed by his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second rune shone brighter now, though it still didn't match the first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wiping his sword clean, John strode toward the caravan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With blood splattered across his clothes, he looked like a demon straight out of hell as he emerged from the night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yusi's face twitched hard. He suddenly remembered he had just promised to take John to that cursed place—Konsang County.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the verge of tears, he asked, \"Can I… take it back?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John patted his plump arm in a friendly way and smiled. \"Only if you don't want to ...live. Heh~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>________\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>o(*￣▽￣*)ブSupport and Read 12 Chapters ahead: Patreon\u002FDragonel\u003C\u002Fp>",1859,"2026-06-06T11:45:53.361Z",1,"novelbin.me","aecddfb342ee59fe869de67963e0cab35a2b8ed87131dc4234983468f35883a7","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-390","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-388",577,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-john-wick-cover.jpg"]