[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-john-wick":3,"chapter-hogwarts-john-wick-hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-397":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},1645981,2109,"Chapter 397 397: 397: The Black Sun Curse","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-397",397,"\u003Cp>Walking out of the round tower, John was deep in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Something's off. Nine parts out of ten, it's not right.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He went over to Marijka and took hold of his horse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ever since I killed that bear, things have felt strange.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, he had treated this place as just a point in the past, something like the function of a Pensieve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what that sorcerer had just said planted doubts in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Black Sun?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The evil night goddess Lilith?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>None of these existed in the original wizarding world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That much he was certain of.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If nothing else, a curse like the Black Sun—if it truly existed—would have been recorded in magical history.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in John's memory, there was no such thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If this isn't a memory from the past world, then where exactly am I now?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leading Borro away, John noticed Marijka hadn't followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John drew his sword, his eyes fixed on the four runes etched into the blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it be that the Witcher trial had sent him into an entirely different world?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Another crossing?\" he muttered. He still hadn't sold the bear hide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint unease lingered—had he really isekaied again?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After walking some distance, he decided it was best to focus on completing the trial first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chances of encountering magical creatures in town were slim, so John prepared to leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once outside the gates, he mounted his horse and rode toward the forest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But his departure didn't go unnoticed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among those watching was the woman cursed by the Black Sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Renfri.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the forest, John searched for a while. Perhaps because of the slain demon bear, no other magical creatures appeared nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, what nagged at John was the venison that had been snatched from him earlier that morning—he was starting to feel hungry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dismounting by a stream, John used magic, blasting the fish in the water up into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He skewered two fish, lit a fire, and once again found himself grilling in the wild.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he sat down, someone emerged from the trees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Renfri. She walked over to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Here to buy the bear hide?\" John asked without looking up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Renfri chuckled softly, replying instead, \"You met that wizard this morning, didn't you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John lifted the roasted fish, blew on it, and said casually, \"Your information network is impressive. That guy's afraid of you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I was once a princess. Did he tell you that?\" Renfri sat down beside him and picked up the other roasted fish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He sent men into the forest to kill me. I killed the hunter with my mother's brooch.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fish had no seasoning, but it was fresh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe it was the air here, but there wasn't even a trace of fishiness—only a clean, savory flavor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Renfri licked her fingers, calm as she said, \"His men... defiled me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John glanced at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her expression was as steady as if she were just talking about how many pieces of venison she'd eaten that morning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They took everything from me, then let me go,\" Renfri said, meeting John's gaze. \"They turned me from a princess into a curse.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To avoid starving, I stole. To avoid being killed, I killed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked at John and recounted the past: \"I want revenge. I want to kill him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John could feel Renfri approaching with intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was also why he'd chosen to leave the tavern with Marija.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You want me to kill a wizard for you?\" John put down the grilled fish and shook his head. \"That's your problem.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is the lesser of two evils,\" Renfri said firmly. \"He hunted me first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice carried hatred. \"I once had a bright future, but because of the Black Sun curse and him, it's all gone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Elsewhere, a queen celebrates her first victory, and here I am, explaining to you that I'm not a monster!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She tried to stay calm, but the tremor in her voice betrayed her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My fingers bleed when they're hurt. If I eat too much my stomach hurts. I laugh when I'm happy and curse when I'm angry,\" she took a deep breath, hatred in her words, \"When someone hurts me, I retaliate—I want to kill them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeking an answer or some measure of recognition from John, she asked, \"People call you a monster too. What would you do if they came after you? Attack you.. wouldn't you kill them?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How do you know I haven't killed?\" John shot back, and Renfri's emotions faltered for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John shook his head and said coolly, \"You make your own choice. You don't need to ask me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned and left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Renfri had ever met someone named Johny Silverhand, she would understand just how vengeful the handsome witcher before her truly was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, he didn't quite fit the witchers' code.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Witchers hunted monsters, not tangled themselves in politics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But John was different—the renown of the Second King of the wizarding world was built atop bones buried in the soil of gardens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After walking some distance, John found a place to resume his wilderness survival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a wizard holed up in the town, he had no interest in lingering there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He built a small campfire and let out a sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She ate my venison, and then my fish too...\" He sounded regretful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn't eaten since morning, and finally managed to roast two fish—only for one to be snatched away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was starting to miss Daphne's cooking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strange as the taste had been, at least it was unique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least it had filled his stomach—better than now, when he still had to think about where to catch his next meal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Renfri came again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked at John's profile and suddenly asked, \"Do you believe in destiny?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Destiny?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John paused, and Harry came to mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He remembered how he had destroyed Harry's so-called destiny—or perhaps the destiny that had been forced upon him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Renfri came over and sat down. John shifted slightly, but didn't get up or walk away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I've decided,\" she said, \"I'm leaving tomorrow.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John blinked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving? Fine, but what's that got to do with me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It's not like I'm the mayor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, we only met this morning. It hasn't even been a full twenty-four hours.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We're really not that close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Renfri clearly didn't see it that way. From the moment John entered the town, she had been watching him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She tilted her head, raised her hand as if to warm herself, but quietly leaned closer to John and said, \"When I was little, my mother used to poke me on the forehead with her finger.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"She'd say she'd pay a silver coin just to know what was going on in my head.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John had no interest in knowing what went on in her head. He was more occupied with the thought of whether he should go catch two more fish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fish had tasted pretty good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he snapped out of it, a hand was already reaching gently toward his cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What met his eyes were those shimmering, liquid eyes of hers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John immediately turned his head aside, dodging, leaving Renfri momentarily stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her hand shifted insistently, as if unwilling to give up, and John dodged again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now Renfri was annoyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mood was right—so why the hell was he avoiding her?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dry wood was ready, the flames were there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She'd brought the wine herself, and she was right beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Renfri stared at John, demanding an explanation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But John was completely at a loss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No, hold on—we've known each other for less than a day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What's this supposed to mean?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I like you, Yadani,\" Renfri said, her eyes brimming with boundless tenderness as she confessed directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John went silent, his expression unreadable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing his lack of response, Renfri's tone turned wounded. \"Do you despise me because I'm a monster?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then… do you already have someone you like?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Um.. No.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Am I not pretty enough?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Also no.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John was completely impervious, and Renfri was starting to lose her composure. \"Then why?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Because I'm only fifteen. Still underage,\" John said with absolute sincerity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…How old did you say..?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Renfri stared at him, utterly dumbfounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked at the black cloak draped over him, the sharp lines of his handsome face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid his dark hair, a few strands gleamed faintly, like moonlight turned silver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The suffocating aura of blood and violence surrounding John only added to his raw, feral presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his eyes was the ruthless decisiveness of someone accustomed to killing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, if one looked closely, there was still a trace of youthful immaturity lingering on that striking face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You're telling me you're underage?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Girls like her tended to prefer someone more mature, and John's bearing and attire had concealed all hints of youth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Renfri forced a weak smile. \"You're joking, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm not,\" John replied calmly. \"Give it a little while and I'll technically be sixteen.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Renfri: \"…\" You're telling me I was just trying to seduce a boy?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And nearly rolled into bed with him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All that serious, heartfelt confession earlier—was I really saying it to someone not even sixteen?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I… I need to calm down.\" Renfri covered her face with both hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John just gestured for her to do as she pleased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a while, Renfri pulled herself together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was wrong with being younger?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wasn't that practically a bonus?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked at John, hesitated for a long moment, then said seriously, \"I don't mind.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I do. Thanks.\" John's merciless reply froze her smile in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bolo nudged John with its head, hinting that it was hungry, easing the awkward atmosphere a little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Renfri took a deep breath. \"I'll be leaving tomorrow... Hope we meet again, Yadani.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice faded into the forest as her figure disappeared into the distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>________\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>o(*￣▽￣*)ブSupport and Read 12 Chapters ahead: Patreon\u002FDragonel\u003C\u002Fp>",1642,"2026-06-06T11:45:53.361Z",1,"novelbin.me","2a1b1b842aeb265377e823c52fa78a9f4dc9a838fb3ac45c4230045c3bf704bb","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-398","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-396",577,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-john-wick-cover.jpg"]