[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-john-wick":3,"chapter-hogwarts-john-wick-hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-443":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},1646227,2109,"Chapter 443 443: 443: Two Professors Are Fighting!","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-443",443,"\u003Cp>John's daily schedule had no pattern at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes he appeared in the Forbidden Forest, sometimes in a random class.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Headmaster's office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slughorn poured tea into a milky white bone-china cup, the rising steam drifting gently upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A perfect potion.\" He set the teacup beside the cauldron and praised, \"I daresay no one has ever attempted something this bold.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Practical Potioneers would be thrilled to publish this result,\" Slughorn continued. \"This 'universal potion.'\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He offered John advice and was even willing to call in a favor so the magazine would feature the work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his view, young people could never resist the temptation of fame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately for him, John was not an ordinary young man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, professor. This formula still isn't complete.\" John filled a small sample vial with the potion from the cauldron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gave it a shake, checking whether the green liquid separated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Layering was the key indicator of whether the components had fully merged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why?\" Slughorn asked in confusion. \"You've just invented a 'universal potion' that combines blood-stopping, detoxification, enhancement, and curse-breaking effects. You should let everyone know.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slughorn had watched its creation from start to finish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew better than anyone how astounding the boy's talent was, which only made Slughorn more desperate to claim this \"treasure\" for his collection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But John was completely unmoved, making Slughorn feel like a cat with its fur rubbed the wrong way—restless and frustrated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could swear that if he let this child slip through his fingers, he would regret it all the way to his grave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John thought for a moment, then answered with a quiet laugh, \"Because this is just a by-product. What matters most to me is finding a way to break the Bloodborne Curse.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He closed the vial and looked at Slughorn. \"Before reaching the destination, everything along the way is just scenery.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slughorn froze, tea cup in hand, staring at him blankly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that moment, he understood—life always leaves some regrets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone whose eyes are fixed solely on the destination will never become anyone's \"collection.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Very well. I can't convince you,\" Slughorn said, defeated yet convinced. \"But you must at least give it a name.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Call it the Emerald Potion.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John poured the remaining brew into a larger bottle; its color gleamed like polished jade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Glass may be dazzling, but emerald is far sturdier,\" John said, sealing the bottle. \"Besides, I like that shade of green.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm hosting a party before Christmas,\" Slughorn called after him. \"I'd like to invite you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"As a student?\" John asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slughorn lowered his hands, clearly waging an intense internal battle, and finally compromised. \"A friend—pen pals, even. Please, John.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'll be there,\" John said, giving him a respectful bow. He smiled lightly. \"I'll bring a bottle of oak-aged mead. I hope you'll enjoy it, Professor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'll look forward to it,\" Slughorn said, his large belly swaying as he watched John leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Geniuses always made it hard to stick to one's principles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even becoming Headmaster hadn't changed how strongly Slughorn was drawn in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The conflict between Snape and Sirius didn't end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It finally erupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That morning, Slytherin had just finished an Advanced Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson—and promptly lost ten points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looked like Sirius had actually shown restraint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape retaliated by giving Harry detention for talking back in class.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That, naturally, set Sirius off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Snot-nose!\" Sirius shoved open the door to Snape's office, pointing straight at Snape's hooked nose. \"You'd better cancel Harry's detention!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape calmly continued arranging ingredients on his shelf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sirius stood there, face black with fury, waiting for him to finish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Climbing down the ladder, Snape said in his most cutting tone, \"Sorry, but I don't see how this matter concerns you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"After all, this is a decision for the Head of House. And you…\" Snape cast Sirius a cold, dismissive look. \"You are not Gryffindor's Head of House.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sirius's authority crushed instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm warning you!\" Sirius snarled, eyes blazing. \"Don't think I don't know what you're plotting. You want Harry to miss the Quidditch match!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I haven't the faintest idea what you mean,\" Snape said mockingly. \"Or do you imagine Potter could change anything?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Slytherin has eleven consecutive victories.\" Snape's smile turned razor-sharp. \"That result won't change because of anyone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Harry is just like James—he's the best Seeker!\" Sirius snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Eleven consecutive victories,\" Snape drawled. \"Shall I remind you that 'consecutive' means not a single loss?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Severus!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't call me so intimately. I'm not your anything,\" Snape said icily, fingers already drifting toward his wand. \"Leave my office, Professor Black.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sirius had already drawn his wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're in detention?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor McGonagall's voice shot upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first match of the school year was almost here—and Gryffindor's Seeker was in detention?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'll have Severus adjust the timing,\" she said, lips pressed into a thin, stern line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you, Professor.\" Harry let out a breath of relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn't meant to talk back to Snape in class, but Snape had noticed he'd added extra ingredients to the original recipe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snape stood beside him making snide, needling comments, and Harry—unable to hold it in—talked back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The result was point deduction… and detention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And of all days, the match against Slytherin was on Saturday.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Harry's best mate, Ron muttered conspiratorially beside him, \"Maybe Snape's scared Slytherin will lose.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry was so worried he couldn't even eat properly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>McLaggen, ever the show-off, strutted over and said smugly, \"Don't worry. I'll block every single shot.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry nodded half-heartedly. He really didn't like this guy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too bad Ron hadn't become Keeper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione came rushing back, panic written all over her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Something's wrong—Snape and Sirius are fighting!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?\" Harry froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His godfather and Snape… actually fighting?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body reacted faster than his brain—Harry grabbed Hermione immediately. \"Where did you hear that?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"From Professor McGonagall. She arrived just in time to see them fighting. Katie Bell was accidentally hit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry went completely blank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Katie was a Chaser—and the match was coming up fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now they were one Chaser short?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Katie was sent to the hospital wing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neither professor had tried to kill the other, but that Bat-Bogey Hex had knocked Katie hard enough to hit her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wouldn't recover within the week.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slughorn stepped in to handle the matter—he never would've imagined two grown professors would brawl over something as trivial as detention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And worse, they'd drawn wands and injured a student.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor McGonagall's face had gone pale. Had she not seen with her own eyes that the spell was deflected from Sirius, she might have suspected Snape had intentionally targeted Katie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Potter, you must find a replacement immediately.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a die-hard Quidditch fan, McGonagall's first thought upon hearing Katie couldn't play was to have Harry find someone to fill in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in such a hurry—where could he possibly find someone?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, an idea flashed across Harry's mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of the accidental injury incident, Harry's original detention was quietly dropped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come on, mate, seriously?\" Ron looked stunned when he heard Harry wanted him as a Chaser.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm not joking,\" Harry said helplessly. \"Katie won't be back for a while. You've been watching all our tactics with us, and you played last year.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But… I didn't pass the selection.\" Ron was actually a little pleased inside, but his stage fright made him unsure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're training tonight. Seven o'clock,\" Harry said firmly, leaving no room for refusal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron beamed at the others and said with exaggerated modesty, \"Well… nothing I can do, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seamus snorted, and Dean immediately went looking for Ginny.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry's move to put Ron directly on the team obviously left some of the others unhappy—but he didn't have time to care.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another tryout wasn't realistic; getting Ron, who already had both experience and skill, was the better choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for how to explain it later… he'd figure it out then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To face Slytherin, they needed to give everything they had.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to put the team's needs first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What Harry didn't expect was that during the night's practice, Ron performed far differently from what he'd hoped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Ron passed the Quaffle, he accidentally smacked their other Chaser, Demelza Robins, right in the mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Demelza wobbled in the air, then dropped down, blood dripping from her mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My fault—my fault, I wasn't careful! I'm so sorry, Demelza!\" Ron shouted after her, hurrying to explain. \"I just—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Was too nervous!\" Ginny snapped, flying down to check Demelza's swollen lip. She erupted, \"You idiot! Ron, just look at her!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Already on edge from Blaise's constant pestering, Ginny lashed out at her own brother without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry rushed down to heal Demelza's lip and said sharply, \"Ginny, you're not allowed to call Ron an idiot. I'm the captain, not you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ginny glared at him, full of indignation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Training had gone terribly. Even though Harry tried his best to lift everyone's spirits and prepare them to crush Slytherin, morale was low.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After it ended, Harry comforted Ron—who stared emptily into space—in the locker room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It took effort, but he finally restored a bit of Ron's confidence. When the two returned to the castle..\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Urg.. I need someone to cast Obliviate on me.\" Ron said in disgust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because they came upon the empty corridor where Dean and Ginny were wrapped around each other, passionately kissing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant, something inside Harry's mind seemed to crack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He nearly wanted to cast something truly evil and turn Dean into jelly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>________\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>o(*￣▽￣*)ブSupport and Read 12 Chapters ahead: Patreon\u002FDragonel\u003C\u002Fp>",1574,"2026-06-06T11:45:53.362Z",1,"novelbin.me","daa2ad541fd4be5380218e253849e7f5dde054b92feecb989f8e69a77941351b","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-444","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-442",577,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-john-wick-cover.jpg"]