[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-john-wick":3,"chapter-hogwarts-john-wick-hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-457":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},1646141,2109,"Chapter 457 457: 457: The Wick Family's Christmas","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-457",457,"\u003Cp>Whether Muggles or wizards, there were always those in power and those who chased profit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John was an alchemist, a merchant who traded in magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The alchemical principle he believed in was simple: equivalent exchange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was how he conducted himself as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With ten percent profit, capital would ensure itself was used everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With twenty percent profit, capital would become active.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With fifty percent profit, capital would take risks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With one hundred percent profit, capital would dare to trample over all the laws of the human world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in this incident, the profit John offered was enough to make the pure-bloods shut their mouths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They bore no cost and no loss. The only thing required of them was to stay silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Conscience began to disappear the moment money blinded one's eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John did not care about any of that, even though that money could have allowed his industries to expand considerably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malfoy arrived at the Silverhand Manor, and he had been riding high lately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his relationship with Astoria officially confirmed, the family's business had suddenly begun to flourish again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was just that those pouty lips were still far fuller than usual even now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pfft~! Seeing him, John couldn't help but laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stop laughing,\" Malfoy snapped irritably. \"I've tried every method, and none of them worked.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then I'd suggest you go to Silver Cross Hospital. They have healers who specialize in treating curse-related injuries,\" John said, shamelessly advertising his own hospital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's too expensive,\" Malfoy said with a wary look. \"Just a single examination costs over a hundred Galleons.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This hospital, established less than two years ago, was still very young, but its equipment was in no way inferior to St. Mungo's.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only thing people criticized was the price.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially specialist consultations, which were outrageously expensive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Incidents like this had made the newspapers more than once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's because you don't have medical insurance,\" John spread his hands helplessly. \"Who told you you're not from Knockturn Alley?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Can't you arrange one for me?\" Malfoy asked awkwardly. \"My father wants one too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right, Lucius, that well-known curator, had his Dark Magic Museum located in Diagon Alley out of sheer caution, so he didn't have medical insurance either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every time he went to Silver Cross Hospital for a checkup, it ended up costing Lucius twice as much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There's no helping it. Rules are rules,\" John shrugged. In the first place, that insurance had been created to attract talent from Knockturn Alley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were three ways to qualify. First, having a job in Knockturn Alley. Second, living in Knockturn Alley. Third, being an employee of Silverhand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Malfoy family met none of the three, so they were clearly ineligible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fine,\" Malfoy muttered unhappily, his lips looking ridiculous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malfoy hadn't come over without reason. He had brought John a piece of news.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mum met Bellatrix once,\" Malfoy said. \"Bellatrix is in contact with Voldemort.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What did they talk about?\" John asked, his interest piqued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don't know,\" Malfoy shook his head. \"Bellatrix deliberately kept things hidden. Even Mum only overheard a single word.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a strange look on his face, Malfoy said, \"White weasel.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"White weasel?\" John repeated, finding it oddly unsettling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the information Narcissa had overheard. It seemed to be one of Voldemort's targets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But using \"white weasel\" as a designation… was it a person, or a place?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It seems Voldemort really is continuously trying to draw certain forces to his side.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John fell into thought. Voldemort's whereabouts were unclear. Ever since he had appeared abroad, there had been no further movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike him, Grindelwald was different. John had seen Grindelwald mentioned in the newspapers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was wanted, yet his followers had already risen to thirty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One major incident was the assassination of an official from the German Ministry of Magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although there was no evidence proving he was responsible, the Ministry still pinned it on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a result, Grindelwald was placed on a nationwide wanted list.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he appeared again, it was in another snow-covered country.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, his followers did not seem to have left with him. Only two people were by his side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"His motives are unclear. Truly troublesome,\" John said, glancing over Grindelwald's movements before setting the newspaper down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stabilize the home front first.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His priority was dealing with Voldemort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is the leverage still not enough? Why hasn't he made a move yet?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John calculated Voldemort's chips. Giants alone were clearly not sufficient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The five hidden pure-blood families had been erased by him, and along with them, the plan to split the werewolves had been completely crushed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The path ahead for him is either to seek help abroad, or to continue drawing in dark creatures.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John removed the ring from his finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The emerald-green ring symbolized Silverhand's authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was only after years of operation that John had gained the ability to play this game against everyone else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had no intention of capsizing at this point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether it was Voldemort or himself, only one of them could survive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You'd better grow quickly, Voldemort,\" John thought. He had no desire to scour the world looking for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Draco,\" he suddenly called out to Malfoy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malfoy: \"?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Barty Crouch Jr. is waiting for you in the garden,\" John said with an innocent smile. \"He thinks it's necessary to toughen you up a bit, considering you couldn't even dodge a Wasp Hex.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malfoy's face changed instantly. Again?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was he not even allowed to rest during Christmas?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is to keep you alive, Draco,\" John said lightly. \"Carelessness gets people killed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malfoy curled his lip and muttered, \"I don't even have medical insurance.\" If he got hurt, he'd have to pay for it himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John watched him leave with a miserable expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing within Silverhand Manor, it felt as though this place only truly resembled a home when a banquet was underway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A bit too quiet,\" John murmured as he looked over the empty manor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There wasn't a single thing here that belonged to Christmas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing on the second floor, John rested his chin in his hand and thought for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Going home for the holidays might not be a bad choice.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Come to think of it, he had never gone home for Christmas even once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since that was the case, John decided to make a trip back this year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I remember the old man wanted an owl.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the magical world, keeping in touch with family required relying on owls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John walked over to the fireplace in Silverhand Manor. The flames inside turned blue as he stepped into them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fire swallowed him up, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived at the fireplace of the Constellation Society.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he stepped out, golden letters transformed into little figures that came hopping over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John flicked away the little creature that tried to jump onto his shoulder and walked to one of the doors, opening it and stepping inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he came out again, there was an owl in his hands, one that looked rather sly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A big head, with round amber-colored eyes gleaming brightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It looked like it wasn't very bright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he was about to step back into the fireplace, John frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked to the door and opened it, only to see the old man outside, his expression immediately souring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, John,\" Dumbledore greeted him with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John replied flatly, \"It must be hard on the great wizard Dumbledore, having to stand guard here even during Christmas.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore showed no embarrassment at all. Instead, he blinked and said, \"As a gatekeeper, I feel it's my duty to remain loyal to my post.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heh.\" John gave a completely emotionless chuckle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if he'd believe that. Wasn't it just because he was worried something might happen to his Goblet at Hogwarts?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then your hearing is truly remarkable,\" John said, in a tone that was hard to tell whether it was mockery or ridicule.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned around and closed the door. Just now, he had seen a wand in Dumbledore's hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had probably thought the Constellation Society was under attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even without the Elder Wand, this man was still the most powerful wizard in the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not even a single door could block his prying gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John returned to the fireplace. The gray owl tried to perch on his shoulder again, only to be stopped by him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If Basil finds out, he'll pluck all your feathers.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was Basil's exclusive seat, and Basil held grudges very well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like lifting a chick, John ignored the gray owl's protests and carried her into the fireplace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blue flames swallowed them both.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did Dumbledore leave from outside the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Wick family's basement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The golden flames, burning without firewood, suddenly turned blue as John stepped out of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He opened the basement door and walked upstairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do you think about this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He heard his father, Watson's voice. He was trying to place his Wizard King onto the top of the Christmas tree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\" Mrs. Wick glanced at him, then turned back to calmly brew herself a cup of black tea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watson wasn't annoyed at all. One by one, the protesting wizard chess pieces were placed onto the Christmas tree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among them, the silver knight was still shouting, \"I've rendered great service to this household! I'm a hero!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shut up. All you ever did was catch mice for me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watson placed the silver knight in the middle section of the Christmas tree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking in the view from there, the silver knight immediately changed his tune. \"The scenery here is quite nice.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>HOOT!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a gray owl flew over and tilted her head as she stared at the silver knight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watson was startled by this creature that had come out of nowhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where did this come from?\" Watson said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he turned his head, he saw John walking up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ignoring the silver knight yelping as the gray owl pecked at him, Watson exclaimed in delight, \"John!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the sound, Mrs. Wick's hand trembled, and the red tea spilled onto the tabletop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She turned back and saw John standing there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not bothering to wipe it up, Mrs. Wick ran over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The family of three was reunited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>________\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>o(*￣▽￣*)ブSupport and Read 12 Chapters ahead: Patreon\u002FDragonel\u003C\u002Fp>",1708,"2026-06-06T11:45:53.362Z",1,"novelbin.me","b76cc6bc42fe7d26bf74bafb4d2cc267e9659ac020a1a2019f5092094e1d2891","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-458","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-456",577,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-john-wick-cover.jpg"]