[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-john-wick":3,"chapter-hogwarts-john-wick-hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-391":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},1645975,2109,"Chapter 391 391: 391: The Banshee","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-391",391,"\u003Cp>Libby stumbled into the tavern, where Heiberg's massive frame was crouched beneath the counter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shattered bottles littered the floor, the planks slick with spilled liquor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heavy stench of alcohol filled the tavern, enough to make anyone dizzy just stepping inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heiberg, are you all right?\" Libby shouted in worry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shut it, Libby,\" Heiberg snapped, having banged into the cabinet. \"Damn banshee.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn't managed to close the door in time, and the spilled liquor had cost him at least a dozen silver coins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Libby grabbed a broom to help sweep, but Heiberg shooed him away. \"Go check whether that traveler fainted upstairs.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The building had good soundproofing, but Heiberg worried John might have opened a window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aye!\" Hearing this, Libby dashed upstairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hurriedly pushed open the door. \"Yadani, are you all right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stepping inside, Libby froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I never thought this place could look clean,\" he said in astonishment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he asked, wide-eyed, \"You did this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It never crossed his mind that John had used magic to tidy the room. Seeing him unharmed, Libby finally relaxed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Normally, banshees don't wake once night falls,\" Libby said in puzzlement. \"The sun's already down—today was an exception.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John didn't dwell on it, but he felt he had to see that color-changing bell for himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Libby, where do you stay at night?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The streets outside were deserted—everyone had likely gone home, too afraid of the banshee to linger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Scratching his head, Libby said, \"I sleep in the tavern's stable. Just a copper coin for a night.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How about earning a little extra, then?\" John smiled faintly. With a flick of his right hand, two gold coins spun between his fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gulp.. Libby's eyes locked onto them, and he couldn't help but swallow hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John, like the serpent tempting Eve with the apple, lured Libby with the promise of easy coin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, Libby couldn't resist and gave in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He agreed to take John to the Central Tower the next day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At dawn, Libby was already knocking on John's door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though John had only slept two hours, he was full of energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stepped out of the tavern, and Libby invited John to ride his deaf horse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This horse can't hear,\" Libby explained, \"so it isn't afraid of the banshee's cry.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was thanks to this horse that Libby had managed to secure the position of timekeeper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They rode together toward the Central Tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the horse didn't look strong, its stamina was impressive; carrying two riders posed no problem at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along the way, they passed scattered pedestrians. Even with the threat of the banshee, people still had to toil for their livelihoods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many would live their whole lives without ever leaving their small mountain town, let alone glimpse the world beyond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They hurried about, yet the dreams they carried in their hearts would remain just that—dreams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At last, they arrived beneath the Central Tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John gauged it with his eyes: the structure was built from solid, jet-black stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Central Tower was the tallest building in Konsang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't for lack of attempts—plenty had tried to tear it down—but every effort had ended in failure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stone was too hard. Not even a hammer could chip off so much as a single piece.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In time, everyone had come to accept the tower as the work of wizards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing beneath it, John's eyes fell upon the color-changing bell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was no larger than a human head, set just under the Central Tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right now, the bell hadn't changed color—it looked like plain brass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Libby had discovered by chance that before the banshee let out her cry, the bell would darken in hue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That gave him just enough time to warn others to hide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Central Tower itself couldn't be entered—only that fool, the Black Iron Viscount, had ever pried it open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John circled the tower once. The more he looked, the stranger it seemed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This tower's function… it feels like some kind of amplifier.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze lingered on the lines etched into the black stone, as though the surface were pieced together from overlapping magic arrays.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A magic tower,\" John murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such ostentatious structures were rare; unless they served a special purpose, wizards seldom bothered with them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To others, it appeared an ordinary black tower, but John could tell—it was a magic tower, constructed entirely of runic formations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bell was more like a tool for detection, akin to a scrying glass or a soul-revealing mirror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As John studied it, Libby's voice rang out in alarm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The banshee's awake.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John looked up. The bell was slowly turning blue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Libby called out for John to leave, but John told him to go on ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drawing his sword, John lowered the tip until it touched the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant the blade met the earth, an invisible ripple spread outward from the tip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sensory Charm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He closed his eyes, and the world around him unfolded vividly in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Libby hesitated for a long moment before finally deciding to run off and warn everyone to hide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neaaaacccccccccrrrriiiiiiiikkkkk!!!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A while later, the banshee's shriek rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That horrifying sound could render someone unconscious—or even dead—within three seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John struck the ground again, sending another invisible wave rippling outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time the reach was wider, a flood of information rushing into his mind all at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching from the outside, Alexei marveled. \"Why isn't he affected by the scream anymore?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just yesterday, John had been vulnerable to the sound. Yet today, it didn't faze him at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint metallic gleam flickered in John's ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alexei squinted, then couldn't help but praise, \"Smart move.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Andrei looked over and realized it was a pair of earplugs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That left him puzzled—why would John have earplugs?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What he didn't know was that John had crafted them through alchemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the saying went: clap your hands, and whatever you want appears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the earplugs in, John couldn't hear a thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But rather than being a hindrance, it actually made his Sensory Charm even more effective, letting him perceive his surroundings with greater clarity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his mind, sound rippled outward in waves, spreading across the entire city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The source of the sound had appeared on the eastern side of Konsang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, the screaming stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John opened his eyes again, just as Libby came galloping back on his horse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed he still couldn't rest easy leaving John alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John noticed that the horse was completely unaffected, and his eyes lit up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Libby, will you sell me your horse?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"???\" For a moment, Libby thought he was hearing things. Was John… insulting him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Couldn't quite hear it—better look again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing John's earnest expression, Libby figured he hadn't been insulted after all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when John asked to buy his only companion, the deaf horse, Libby hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Price is negotiable. How about five gold coins?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a flick of his hand, John displayed his money-handling skill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"F-Five..?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The five shining gold coins made Libby's eyes go wide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had only paid five silver coins for the horse in the first place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Selling it now could make him rich.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet after a moment of struggle, he still shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sigh.. Sorry, Yadani. Without it, I can't keep the time for everyone.\" His refusal was pained but firm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More than money, he needed to ensure the safety of the townsfolk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, John regarded Libby with newfound respect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"All right. Then could you lend it to me?\" John didn't press, simply shifted his request.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking that the banshee had just awakened once and likely wouldn't again so soon, Libby agreed. \"But only for one hour.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's enough.\" John tossed Libby a gold coin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As a deposit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He mounted the deaf horse and charged off in one direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Libby stayed behind, staring worriedly at the warning bell, silently praying it wouldn't turn blue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The eastern side of Konsang was far more desolate—this was where the viscount had lived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the Black Iron Viscount left, only servants had remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, the vast estate had become nothing but wasteland.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John pulled on the reins, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He drew his sword and tapped the wall, sending out a pulse of the Sensory Charm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were hardly any living people here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most likely, the banshee had killed them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guided by the memory of where the banshee's scream had come from, John and the deaf horse worked together seamlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought crossed John's mind—perhaps he should bring this horse along on future travels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Passing through a withered garden, John stopped once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John triggered the Sensory Charm and saw a figure resting in the garden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A girl in a white dress stood there with her eyes closed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Riding closer, John caught sight of her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of hooves crushing dead leaves startled the girl awake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her once pure, delicate face twisted in an instant into something hideous and terrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A mouth filled with jagged teeth opened wide, issuing a warning at John.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite her frail appearance, her leap carried enough force to shatter stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John yanked the reins, making the deaf horse rear up, its forehooves slamming into the banshee and kicking her flying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Light flashed in his eyes—his right hand gripped his sword, his left hand steered the horse forward, charging straight at the banshee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The deaf horse surged in speed; just as the banshee opened her mouth, John's blade came down, severing it in a single stroke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silver gleam grew sharper still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enchantment: Knight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his mount beneath him, John's strike silenced the banshee's voice completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three seconds later, blood finally began to seep from her neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a fountain, the blood sprayed out, quickly tainting the surrounding plants black.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This banshee showing up here doesn't seem like an accident.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John's gaze swept over and landed on the iron ring clasped around the banshee's leg, a chain running from it to the base of a massive statue in the garden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The statue depicted a scholar holding a book—but in his other hand, he carried a staff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A wizard?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A male wizard's statue, here in the viscount's estate?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John immediately sensed there was something fishy about it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>________\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>o(*￣▽￣*)ブSupport and Read 12 Chapters ahead: Patreon\u002FDragonel\u003C\u002Fp>",1701,"2026-06-06T11:45:53.361Z",1,"novelbin.me","97b3047ab9f964245c8ef296d3ce6211f755b18bf2ab6c5d85d2faa56bb3b8f6","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-392","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-390",577,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-john-wick-cover.jpg"]