[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-john-wick":3,"chapter-hogwarts-john-wick-hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-450":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},1646234,2109,"Chapter 450 450: 450: The Competition Between Two Alleys","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-450",450,"\u003Cp>That Christmas, the second Weasley brother, Charlie Weasley, came home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had a broad, good-natured face, weathered by wind and sun, covered in freckles until his skin was almost a dark brown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His arms were solid with muscle, and even in winter he was wearing a sleeveless padded vest. The bare parts of his arms showed patches of stark white skin where the flames had burned him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was those injuries that had brought him back for Christmas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mrs. Weasley burst into tears as she wrapped her arms around her second son.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charlie took after her more than the others; he was shorter and stockier than his brothers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even so, with Mrs. Weasley holding him, he still stood a good head taller than her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I still can't believe something like that happened,\" Mrs. Weasley said shakily. \"And I can't believe it was you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's okay, Mum,\" Charlie said, patting her on the back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry was spending this Christmas between the Burrow and the old Black manor. When he saw Charlie, he couldn't help wondering why Charlie had come back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron went over to greet his brother. When he caught sight of Charlie's pale arm, he stared and exclaimed, \"Since when did you start whitening your skin?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This isn't whitening, Ronnie,\" Charlie said lightly, stretching out his arm. \"This is dragon fire.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking more closely, it wasn't truly white at all. It was skin that had been scalded off by the flames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry didn't dare imagine how much that must have hurt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charlie glanced at the time and muttered, \"Gotta put on the ointment again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His exposed skin brushed against his clothes, making him wince and bare his teeth in pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'll help you,\" Ron said quickly, rushing over to his brother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry went over as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each of them took a clam-shaped scoop of ointment and began applying it to the pale patches on Charlie's arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cool ointment made Charlie hum under his breath, clearly relieved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Weasley twins had just returned. When they saw Charlie's condition, they sauntered over with identical grins. \"Need burn salve? Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes, always at your service.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"George.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Please, I'm George.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The twin standing beside him spread his hands in exasperation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charlie said, \"Can't you, just once, cut your big brother some slack and not make me look like an idiot?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The twins were used to being mixed up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bill had also come home, bringing his girlfriend Fleur with him. When the two of them saw Charlie's injuries, they were just as startled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dragons,\" Charlie explained. \"I was assigned to track one, but it spotted me and— hiss… a little gentler, Ron.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ron's fingernail brushed against Charlie's skin, making him suck in a sharp breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bill frowned. \"Why were you lot tracking dragons in the first place?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charlie was just about to answer when Harry suddenly said, \"Dragon King.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?\" Everyone froze and looked at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing their reactions, Harry explained, \"A dragon tamer mentioned it at Slughorn's party.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charlie nodded. \"You mean Werner, right? He always talks about his mentor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dragon King?\" Ron asked quickly. \"What's that supposed to mean?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Exactly what it sounds like,\" Charlie said, slipping into his role as a dragon tamer. \"The lord of dragons. The king. Their leader.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Romanian tamers suspect the large-scale dragon escapes happened because the dragons have a king of their own now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More people were arriving at the Burrow. Besides Harry, Lupin and Sirius had come as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They all listened to Charlie speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There have been dragon escapes before, but never on this scale. We went to investigate and track them to figure out why,\" Charlie said with a wry smile. \"But we underestimated how alert they've become. A Hungarian Horntail burned me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A Hungarian Horntail?\" Fleur repeated softly at the name of the breed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her mind, an image flashed—a dragon chasing close behind. She said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The youngest Weasley, Ginny, was picturing a thousand dragons filling a valley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She thought about it for a moment, then shook the absurd idea out of her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even John couldn't possibly control dragons as their king.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"All right,\" Mrs. Weasley cut into their storytelling, \"make some room, it's time to eat.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charlie's arm, now covered in ointment, finally looked a bit better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ginny asked in confusion, \"Why not heal it with magic?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dragon fire's poisonous,\" Charlie explained. \"It can't be treated with magic.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The meal was satisfying, though Mrs. Weasley clearly didn't approve of the girlfriend Bill had brought home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry ate a slice of freshly baked apple pie and asked, \"Where's Dumbledore?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lupin replied, \"He's at Hogwarts. Most likely enjoying a proper dinner with the professors.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tonks didn't come back either,\" Harry said, glancing along the long table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sirius leaned over and whispered, \"Molly invites her whenever she gets the chance. We all know she's hoping Tonks will be Bill's girlfriend.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, Sirius discreetly glanced toward Fleur.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry was stunned. No wonder Tonks had smiled so awkwardly last time Mrs. Weasley dragged her aside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Burrow had always felt like home to Harry; he truly loved it here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sirius chose to stay as well—he didn't want to set eyes on Kreacher back at the old Black manor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After dinner, Fleur left with Bill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were still very much in their honeymoon phase.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lupin also headed out, saying he needed to keep an eye on what was happening outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry lay in bed, turned his head, and saw his godfather nearby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a life he never dared imagine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is it, Harry?\" Sirius noticed Harry looking at him and turned his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing his godfather, Harry couldn't help smiling. \"Sirius.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mm?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you for being alive.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's what I should be saying to you,\" Sirius said, still carrying that effortless charm. \"Harry, good night.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good night, Sirius.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After spending three days at the Burrow, Harry had been planning to return to the Black manor with Sirius.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Fred, one of the Weasley twins, told them there was a Quidditch match happening between Diagon Alley and Knockturn Alley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sirius waved his hand grandly and said they were going.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mrs. Weasley exploded. \"No! You! Are! Not!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sirius raised his hands helplessly. \"Come on, Molly. No one is mad enough to start killing people in front of thousands of witches and wizards in Diagon Alley.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Mrs. Weasley still blocked the doorway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her reaction wasn't without reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Weasley family clock still pointed to mortal danger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a mother, she refused to let her children take risks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fine, fine, Molly, you win,\" Sirius said, sounding as if he'd been persuaded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry, Ron, and Ginny were crushed—this was probably the one chance during the holidays they might actually get to go out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sirius led them upstairs, and once Mrs. Weasley saw them giving up, she stepped away from the doorway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the moment she entered the kitchen, Sirius and the three kids tiptoed out the front door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thrill of defying Mrs. Weasley made all three children tremble with excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as they slipped outside, Ron accidentally bumped into a broom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The broom fell, clattering loudly and alerting Mrs. Weasley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Run!\" Sirius shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They bolted out of the house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once they were past the Anti-Disapparition Zone, Sirius told the three of them to grab his arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under Mrs. Weasley's furious glare, they vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they reappeared, they were already in the bustling crowds of Diagon Alley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A white Christmas had left frost on the eaves of every shop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of the sheer number of people, Sirius had to raise his voice. \"Hold hands—don't get separated!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grabbed Ron's hand; Ron grabbed Harry's.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry glanced at Ginny, and that faint feeling stirred again. He reached out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ginny took his hand, a spark running through Harry's fingertips that made him grip her tighter, unwilling to let go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Diagon Alley was packed, practically shoulder to shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They squeezed their way with great effort toward Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes. George and Fred were standing on high stools; George was shouting, \"Tickets here! One at a time!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fred held up red and green shirts, yelling, \"Support the Diagon Alley team—pick red! Knockturn Alley—pick green!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aside from shirts, all kinds of supporter merchandise were being sold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Four Diagon Alley shirts!\" Harry finally squeezed his way to the front and shouted, \"And four tickets!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without even looking, George shoved the shirts and tickets toward him. \"Just go through the door.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry was practically pushed back by the crowd. He managed to find his godfather again—but only for a moment, because as soon as they approached the entrance, he was swept away by people once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entrance was beside Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once they stepped through the bright red door, it felt like entering a completely different world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A massive Quidditch stadium stretched out before them. After just a few steps, the suffocating crowd suddenly had room to breathe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Harry!\" Sirius and Ron came over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Harry's attention was fixed on the sight before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When did Diagon Alley get something like this?\" he asked, eyes wide. The enormous stadium was only slightly smaller than the one used for the World Cup.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It was originally a site for the Ministry's amusement park project. When they heard about the match, they lent it out.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice came from not far away. They turned and saw Mr. Weasley, with Bill and Charlie beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mr. Weasley looked around nervously and whispered, \"Don't tell Molly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had used \"going to work\" as an excuse just to come watch the match.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone regrouped quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Diagon Alley team and the Knockturn Alley team took the field.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Ron saw the players, he clicked his tongue. \"I'm not seeing things, right? That's the owner of Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And that one—that's the owner of the Quidditch Quality shop.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One familiar face after another appeared, leaving them all stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The match began soon enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They expected fierce competition, but instead they watched Florean Fortescue pull a snowball from his pocket and smash it right into an opponent's face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In no time, the Quidditch match had turned into a snowball fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And not just on the field—the stands erupted into snowball battles as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>________\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>o(*￣▽￣*)ブSupport and Read 12 Chapters ahead: Patreon\u002FDragonel\u003C\u002Fp>",1706,"2026-06-06T11:45:53.362Z",1,"novelbin.me","0616dd9a653c8444b2abe6fbde7bbb622d997777fb533633b81d678b91ec7821","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-151","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-449",577,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-john-wick-cover.jpg"]