[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-john-wick":3,"chapter-hogwarts-john-wick-hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-499":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},1646183,2109,"Chapter 499 499: 499: A Faint Encounter","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-499",499,"\u003Cp>Time slowed in Fred's eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When a person nears death, that strange sensation seems to push every sense to its limit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fred heard George calling his name. At the same time, the noise of chaos and battle rang in his ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Somewhere, faintly, he thought he heard Mrs. Weasley screaming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sorry, George... Looks like I won't be able to keep running the shop with you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fred's thoughts grew unusually clear. He found himself thinking that maybe he shouldn't have teased his girlfriend, Angelina Johnson, the last time—it had only made her angry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Death always came unbearably slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fred tried to force a smile, as if offering his younger brother one final gift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A shard sliced across Fred's cheek. He could feel the pain magnified countless times, along with the rush of blood flowing through his veins, almost audible like wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fred truly felt that he was going to die.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes had only just gotten on track. He hadn't even managed to buy out Zonko's Joke Shop yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wondered whether George could keep going on his own. He probably could.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the older brother, Fred had always thought George was actually the more mature one—though to outsiders, they both looked like nothing but troublemakers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant, countless thoughts passed through Fred's mind, until at last he resigned himself to death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The explosion surged toward him, his pupils dilating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the next instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The expression of resignation on Fred's face suddenly widened in shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chaotic spatial turbulence collided in front of his eyes, and then a figure appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Purple, black, white, and gold intertwined to form a space around them, cutting everything off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That fatal curse was forcibly stopped outside by this power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fred stared in disbelief, mouth opening as he breathed out two words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"John?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was going on?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wasn't John supposed to be missing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And why did this John look… noticeably younger? (A\u002FN: Do you guys remember? 😺)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fred was filled with confusion, yet from the outside, not even half a second had passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he saw John swallowed up by an explosion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The deadly curse that should have struck Fred was erased into nothingness within the even greater blast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fred was thrown away by another wave of explosion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rolled across the ground more than a dozen times, yet somehow suffered no further injuries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp buzzing filled his ears, the piercing tinnitus humming loudly. The heightened senses from moments ago vanished, leaving behind a dizzying blur.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt someone shaking his shoulder, anxious calls mixed with a harsh cacophony ringing in his ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't know how long passed before Fred finally managed to pull his scattered vision back into focus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A face that looked like the one he saw in the mirror every day was right in front of him, filled with worry and panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fred, Fred!\" George's voice came through. \"Are you alright?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Perfectly fine. Feels like looking in a mirror—though you're missing a bit of an ear.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fred had come to. With a familiar twin joke, he finally let George's tightly wound heart relax.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I can't believe you survived that explosion,\" George said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He collapsed weakly onto the ground and looked to the side. Fred followed his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wall that had been there moments ago was now replaced by a crater more than ten meters across.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Fred found it unbelievable, exclaiming exaggeratedly, \"Looks like I really was protected by John.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Too bad John isn't here, or he might've given you a raise,\" George said, thinking it was just a joke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Fred was utterly convinced of what he'd seen. He raised his hand and gave a salute toward the crater.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To our boss.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After walking the line between life and death, Fred could still smile and say something like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bellatrix cast a vicious curse and then left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't because she'd suddenly grown a conscience, nor because she was running low on magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was because she had spotted someone even more infuriating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Draco Malfoy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Draco, little Dracky poo~ Cissy's precious darling.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bellatrix let out a sickly, twisted laugh. Like a reaper come to claim a soul, she dragged her crooked wand along the wall, carving a white scar into the stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing her voice, Malfoy turned around and immediately snapped, \"You? With a face like that, it's impressive you still have the confidence to keep living in this world.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The effect was outstanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malfoy ducked a streak of green light and swung his wand, firing a burst of red magic in return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Perfect timing. I still haven't settled the score from last time. You walking mummy, hurry up and stop being an eyesore.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malfoy drew her hatred effortlessly, yet his movements never slowed in the slightest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He kept firing spell after spell. Already exceptional in spellwork, Malfoy cast without restraint, flinging magic as if it cost him nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A spell struck Bellatrix—only for an Ironclad Charm to flash over her body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malfoy's expression darkened as he cursed, \"Tck~ Shameless witch, stealing other people's tricks.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bellatrix's silver light hit Malfoy, and an Ironclad Charm flared around him as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two of them exchanged fire like this, neither bothering to dodge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another streak of green light came flying in. Malfoy used a Summoning Charm to yank over a suit of medieval armor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The armor was blasted apart, and Malfoy followed up with a volley spell, sending the shattered pieces hurtling toward Bellatrix.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cedric arrived at that moment as well. Seeing the situation, he used high-speed Transfiguration, turning the flying armor fragments into small snakes that slithered around toward her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Caught off guard by the two of them working together, Bellatrix was bitten by one of the transfigured snakes—only for the snake to collapse lifelessly the instant it struck her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What a powerful curse.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cedric could tell at a glance what state Bellatrix was in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was even more saturated with curses than the mummies he had seen inside the pyramid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Calling her alive was generous. Bellatrix was closer to a cursed corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let's finish her here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cedric and Malfoy exchanged a look and attacked at the same time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were nothing like ordinary students—both had been trained, and both had even crossed wands with Dumbledore before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the two of them working together, Bellatrix was forced steadily backward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Violent tremors shook the area they were in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two of them nearly lost their footing. Across from them, Bellatrix suddenly looked delighted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sense of foreboding surged in their hearts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort had made his move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had waited for a while, using that time to confirm whether Dumbledore had truly been poisoned by him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he saw Hogwarts becoming increasingly precarious under the assault, and Dumbledore still failing to appear, Voldemort knew he had succeeded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With John and Dumbledore both gone, the current Hogwarts posed no threat to him at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort entered the battlefield. Empowered by his powerful Wand, his magic was like that of a god walking among mortals—terrifying beyond measure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slughorn, Professor McGonagall, and Professor Flitwick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three of them joined forces to stop the Dark Lord, yet even so, they were steadily driven back under Voldemort's onslaught.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One man suppressing three.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And not just any three, but three immensely powerful wizards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sixth-tier magic power, completely pinned down by a single person, unable to fight back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even considering that Slughorn was already elderly and not a combat-oriented wizard, it was still a shocking sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort raised his wand and spoke his signature spell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Avada Kedavra.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Green light shot toward the three of them. Slughorn, dragging his cumbersome body, tripped over a stone and narrowly avoided it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The green light struck the castle, and all the magic layered upon it shattered in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing his former teachers, Voldemort showed no mercy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the contrary, his gaze toward Slughorn was icy cold as he spoke with false civility, \"I thought you wouldn't be so foolish, Horace.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To resist like this, and to stand against me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crimson eyes like those of a serpent looked down at Slughorn from above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You turned a blind eye to my invitation, yet chose to come back to this school that has long since rotted away.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I once admired you, followed your example, built my own network because of you. You have disappointed me, Horace.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor McGonagall helped Slughorn to his feet. Facing the once-prized student he had personally taught, Slughorn said angrily, \"I never should have trusted you in the first place, Riddle!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't call me that name!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing that loathed surname, Voldemort flew into a rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his wand and fired the Dark Mark into the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Proclaiming to everyone the fall of Hogwarts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor McGonagall's face went deathly pale as she said angrily, \"Albus is still in the castle, Voldemort.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is he?\" Voldemort sneered. \"Then he should be nearly finished by now. He hides away and refuses to appear—do you really think he can still save you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Certain that Dumbledore had already been poisoned, Voldemort looked upon the devastation of Hogwarts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a place he had once regarded as his home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After graduating, he had applied to become the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, hoping to stay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the headmaster at the time rejected him on the grounds that he was too young.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few years later, after Voldemort believed he had tempered himself and mastered countless spells,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the headmaster had become Dumbledore—yet he was rejected once again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twice rejected by the place he had treated as home, Voldemort's intense attachment to it twisted into a curse, a curse laid upon everyone who took the position he believed should have been his.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, that home was being destroyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn't matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After achieving immortality, Voldemort would rebuild this place into a new school—one that belonged to him alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>________\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>o(*￣▽￣*)ブSupport and Read 12 Chapters ahead: Patreon\u002FDragonel\u003C\u002Fp>",1643,"2026-06-06T11:45:53.362Z",1,"novelbin.me","2365124b908f32d300549f8bc8d0352224dc63b1810342dea53205e29bededcb","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-500","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-498",577,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-john-wick-cover.jpg"]