[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-john-wick":3,"chapter-hogwarts-john-wick-hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-407":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},1646191,2109,"Chapter 407 407: 407: I Participated in the War","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-407",407,"\u003Cp>As he was leaving, John saw the white wolf again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He understood then—his next trial would take place on that battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boro pawed nervously at the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Animals could sense danger far better than humans could. If even Boro was afraid, that war was bound to be brutal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John used mental magic to calm the horse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another fireball streaked across the sky, and John followed its trajectory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before long, he saw it get deflected by some force before it could hit the pass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sorcerer's doing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ripples of magic were clearly visible to his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A battle led by mages,\" he murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John rode toward the solitary fortress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once a quiet place, it now boiled over like a pot brought to a furious boil—the chaotic clamor inside made John pause for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No army?\" he muttered in surprise. The panicked shouts made it clear—there were no soldiers stationed there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were people, yes—but at best, they were militiamen who'd only ever touched a blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nowhere near enough to qualify as an army.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were supposed to hold back Nilfgaard's black legions with this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John recalled what he had seen of those black-clad forces—there had to be tens of thousands of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The walls here weren't even high. On the contrary, they looked ancient and weathered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As John approached the fortress, a sorceress spotted him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who's there?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A brown-haired woman fixed him with a wary look as she stepped closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John slowly turned his head, greeting her calmly. \"Hello.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who are you?\" The red-haired sorceress didn't lower her guard in the slightest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John sighed helplessly. \"I'm not with Nilfgaard. I just came to see what's happening here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're a spy?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, just a traveler,\" John said quickly, waving his hands in denial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The brown-haired sorceress still looked doubtful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a fireball hurtled toward them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fireball carried an overwhelming surge of magic, and the brown-haired sorceress's expression changed instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone inside the fortress had countered it—a black-haired sorceress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With both hands raised high, the black-haired woman deflected the falling fireball.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The explosion's shockwave sent shards of stone flying toward them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instinctively, the brown-haired sorceress lifted her arm to shield herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the stones froze midair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She glanced at her hands—she hadn't cast any spell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking up, she saw John holding a wand. The suspended stones shot away harmlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're a wizard?\" She blinked in surprise, then her eyes brightened. \"You've come to help us?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Uh…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John wasn't entirely sure. After all, he was here for a trial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Out of the corner of his eye, he caught the fleeting silhouette of the white wolf atop the wall—as if confirming where he stood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You could say that,\" John answered vaguely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was enough for her. The brown-haired sorceress smiled. \"I'm Triss. Welcome to the defense.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"John,\" he said—choosing not to give the name Yadani.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Witchers were meant to remain neutral, and John had no intention of breaking that rule.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they were looking for the witcher Yadani, well—what did that have to do with John the wizard?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Triss had never seen him among the Brotherhood, she was still relieved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She led John through the city gates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wasn't worried that he might be from Nilfgaard—his help earlier had dispelled that suspicion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From what John could tell, the sorceresses here were still rather inexperienced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the walls, the commotion had woken the townsfolk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some were fleeing, others were scrambling to pack their belongings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They're villagers?\" John asked, noticing the lack of armor or weapons on anyone around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes. The army won't arrive for some time. We didn't expect Nilfgaard to advance this quickly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Nilfgaardian army's speed had far exceeded their expectations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John frowned slightly. Since entering, he hadn't seen the white wolf again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had slipped inside the fortress—and then vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He found it strange—Ciri could see the white wolf clearly, yet none of the mages here seemed to notice it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of the mages present were women, with only a handful of men among them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Altogether, there were twenty-two mages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With them and a few remaining villagers, they were expected to stand against Nilfgaard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the sky grew lighter, the tension from the night attack did not fade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many villagers had already fled; those who stayed were gathered by the mages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I wonder what tricks they still have up their sleeve?\" someone muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one leading the mages was Vilgefortz—a male sorcerer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He carried himself with a righteous air, tall and powerfully built, strikingly handsome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he looked to be in his thirties, he was in fact much older.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John's arrival drew a flicker of curiosity in Vilgefortz's eyes, but he still welcomed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We can't wait for the Northern Kingdoms,\" Vilgefortz declared decisively. He was not only a mage but also a seasoned commander. \"We have to fight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nilfgaard's advance had been too swift—the Northern armies hadn't even arrived yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Triss said quietly, \"But we only have twenty-two… twenty-three people.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She glanced at John instinctively, counting him among them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The difference in strength was overwhelming. A male mage spoke up, \"I'm not leaving. I've lived long enough anyway.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, a thick fog began to rise from the distant forest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was conjured by magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John could sense that it bore some resemblance to his own mist magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The heavy fog rolled closer, shrouding the movements of the Nilfgaardian army.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vilgefortz immediately began giving orders. \"They're here. Everyone, move!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pointed to ten mages. \"You—outside the walls!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he turned to a woman in a green robe. \"Sabrina, take the villagers to the artillery platforms.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He quickly organized the mages to form a defensive line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John wasn't sent outside. He was assigned to defend the walls against anyone trying to climb up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They still didn't fully trust him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As full mobilization began, John stood on the ramparts, watching as the black army drew nearer and nearer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The villagers were distributed bows and arrows, preparing their weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Up above, the black-haired sorceress who had deflected the fireball earlier was making her own preparations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing beside John, Triss smiled softly. \"That's Yennefer of Vengerberg.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She thought John was staring at her and teased, \"Beautiful, isn't she?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John had to admit—she was indeed beautiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Encouragingly, Triss added, \"When this war is over, you could try courting her.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That won't be necessary,\" John replied flatly. He couldn't help but feel that everyone here was rather… open-minded. He had just looked twice, that was all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Triss pressed her lips together to hide a grin, thinking he was simply shy. \"Be brave.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm fifteen,\" John said with a straight face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, Triss's eyes went blank in confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The war had begun. The fog reached the outskirts of the fortress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Triss stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She placed both hands on the ground, letting her magic flow through her fingertips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ancient words spilled from her lips as John's expression grew solemn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spores bloomed within the forest, and the drifting toxins caused large numbers of soldiers to collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John was slightly surprised and murmured, \"An advanced application of the Growth Charm.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, a voice echoed in his mind—it was Yennefer's.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Coral, soldiers approaching from the front.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John narrowed his eyes and saw a formation of soldiers advancing straight ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Telepathy,\" he noted in surprise. This magic was remarkably similar to his own mental magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sorceress named Coral raised her left hand before the oncoming formation. As her magic surged outward, the entire formation collapsed at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, blood trickled from her nose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"These spells harm the body,\" John muttered, sensing the shifting flow of magic around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this battle, the world's authenticity was nearly indistinguishable from reality itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's the rules,\" he realized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John understood now—something had changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world's laws had solidified, and he was standing on a genuine battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The war raged on as villagers hurled explosive charges using makeshift catapults.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under Yennefer's command, every movement of the enemy soldiers was swiftly detected and tracked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John's pupils narrowed into vertical slits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through his enhanced vision, he could see the same chaotic particles that had once appeared on Nagini's body now saturating the entire battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"These spells… they resemble the Blood Curse,\" he murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze fixed on the waves of magic—each surge fragmented into countless chaotic motes that spread outward like dust in a storm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't just the northern mages at work—there were sorcerers among the Nilfgaardian army as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sensing the formation of chaotic particles within the city, John drew his wand and aimed at the area where the energy was gathering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Reducto.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flash of white light streaked across the open streets within the fortress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It struck the newly forming vortex head-on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The light disappeared into it—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vega, one of Nilfgaard's sorceresses and a commander in this battle, had gathered a contingent of soldiers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She used magic to open a portal, and the soldiers drew their bows, aiming directly at that swirling vortex.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as the arrows were about to be released for a surprise strike on the defenders, Vega's expression suddenly changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A burst of white light shot out from the vortex, exploding like a flashbang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The nearby trees bent under the force of the shockwave, and soldiers were hurled through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vega was caught in it as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who—?\" she gasped, crashing into a tree and sliding to the ground, her eyes wide with disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John's attack had immediately drawn Yennefer's attention. In her mind, she recalled Vilgefortz's warning:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't trust that man too much.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, the battlefield situation was far from favorable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes hardened with resolve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A voice echoed in John's mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"John, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>________\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>o(*￣▽￣*)ブSupport and Read 12 Chapters ahead: Patreon\u002FDragonel\u003C\u002Fp>",1619,"2026-06-06T11:45:53.362Z",1,"novelbin.me","d60b1524aeb0ecfcf20c9c17fd7f760c1ed7aadf9957b6fe96f4b769f0d67af8","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-408","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-406",577,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-john-wick-cover.jpg"]