[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-john-wick":3,"chapter-hogwarts-john-wick-hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-502":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},1646363,2109,"Chapter 502 502: 502: Wotan, the Killer of the Giant King","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-502",502,"\u003Cp>The Constellation summons its lord; the dragons call for their king.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless stars blazed across the sky as firelight struck the firmament.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Golden runes flowed through the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Gurg, the giant, was engulfed in flames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The terrifying inferno melted his golden helmet, molten gold spilling down to cover his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sharp dragon claws tore his body apart, blood spraying outward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Roar—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The golden dragon threw back its head and roared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire magical world trembled in response.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Gurg was dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His golden head rolled across the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The golden dragon turned to face the sky filled with dragons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The once-arrogant fire dragons descended, lowering their heads before their king.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sight left the teachers and students of Hogwarts utterly shaken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grasping the golden head, the dragon flew to the top of a Hogwarts tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The golden dragon opened its jaws and spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>||Kneel, or die!||\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Terrifying dragon pressure poured outward. Seeing their leader slain, the giants panicked and threw down their weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They knelt before the golden dragon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The golden head was tossed down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The golden dragon's scales began to shrink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In moments, it went from eighty feet long to even smaller than the smallest Peruvian Vipertooth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A young man holding a silver sword raised the blade and issued a command to the dragons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dragons, return to your homeland.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dragons, heads lowered, flew toward the gate leading into the mountains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John leapt down from the tower. Just before hitting the ground, his body became as light as a feather.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After landing, he let out a soft laugh. \"It seems you all missed me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The students of Hogwarts stared blankly at John, who had turned from dragon back into human, taking in everything from his entrance to now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John's forceful return had shattered the mightiest giant legion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Professor McGonagall murmured in disbelief, \"A dragon Animagus?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a master of Transfiguration, she had never heard of an Animagus form like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slughorn said with deep relief, \"He's back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the moment he had John take a leave of absence, Slughorn had been consumed by regret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had proven one thing—perhaps he truly wasn't suited to be headmaster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything that had happened over the past year only reaffirmed that belief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I think it's time I gave you a new enemy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John turned to look at the group of wizards and said, \"How about a bunch of experienced Aurors?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He snapped his fingers, and fireplaces all across Hogwarts burst into flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the Headmaster's Office, green fire flared up as Barty Crouch Sr. stepped out of the hearth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He issued his order. \"All Aurors, arrest the criminals who have entered Hogwarts. If necessary, lethal force is authorized.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Aurors moved out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had appeared at Hogwarts for this very moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire castle became an isolated island—no one could leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any wizard who still tried to attack the students was struck down by the Aurors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Barty Crouch Sr., dressed in a crisp trench coat, walked out onto the grounds and called out to steady the crowd. \"Students of Hogwarts, you did very well!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's the Ministry of Magic!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How is that possible?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wasn't Barty Crouch under control?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had thought Barty was firmly under their control, only for the situation to reverse completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some wizards tried to flee, but discovered that all exits were sealed—Apparition was impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aurors, accompanied by Hit Wizards, escorted students back into the castle while systematically clearing out the intruders who had entered Hogwarts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Barty Crouch Sr. came to John's side and said, \"I brought the werewolf capture units.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pure-blood werewolf team led by Zofi moved in to apprehend the bloodthirsty werewolves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, werewolves and the Ministry of Magic stood on the same side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Barty himself joined the arrests. He was a powerful wizard in his own right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the Order of the Phoenix and the Hogwarts professors assisting, the tide turned against Voldemort's followers, who had now lost their numerical advantage, and the reckoning began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John swept his gaze across the battlefield, then froze slightly as he stared at a woman who looked almost exactly like his mother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something tapped his head. He looked up to see his father, Watson, standing right there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where did you disappear to? You had all of us worried sick.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watson had meant to be angry, but after seeing how impressive his son had been just moments ago, he couldn't hide his smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John said helplessly, \"Alright, alright. Next time I'll definitely tell you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching his uncles fight with ruthless ferocity, John felt as though he had somehow ended up in another world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mrs. Wick finished off a dark creature and ran over to pull her son into a tight embrace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The members of the Constellation Society gathered as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"See? I knew he'd be fine,\" Malfoy said smugly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were still fresh wounds on his face from Bellatrix's earlier attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Daphne wanted to step closer, yet hesitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fleur, on the other hand, embraced John openly and without reservation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Percy gave a wry smile. \"Voldemort went inside one of the doors. What do we do now?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John smiled when he heard that. \"Isn't that good news?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He chuckled softly. \"This time, we end it for good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one in the Constellation Society doubted him. Their faces were filled with excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had finally reached this point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plan that began with the failure at the Ministry of Magic was now on the verge of success.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, John poured cold water on their enthusiasm—because he intended to go in alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why?\" Malfoy asked, confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John shot him a glance. \"You're not familiar with what's inside.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But Neville's in there too, isn't he?\" Malfoy protested.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then you can wait until Neville comes out and challenge him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John knew Malfoy's personality all too well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he was about to step through the door, he saw Bellatrix pressing the Weasley twins into a corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment John got a clear look at Bellatrix's condition, his pupils contracted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So you really went that far, Tom.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Woof!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He muttered it to himself, and Tom came running over after hearing him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John said helplessly, \"I wasn't calling you, Tom.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tom tilted her head, using her limited doggy intellect to contemplate life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One black owl and one white owl circled in the sky, their sharp talons easily tearing apart flying dark creatures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Bellatrix's tireless state, John walked over and drew his wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Turning a person into a great demon of the Night Parade of a Hundred Spirits?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recalling the scroll he had once read, a chill entered John's eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn't expected Voldemort to be ruthless enough to do this even to his own followers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though it looked like Bellatrix's life had been extended, in truth she was nothing more than a puppet, her strings firmly held in Voldemort's grasp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The process of becoming part of the Night Parade of a Hundred Spirits was agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Forcing a soul back into a body that had already lost all vitality, using vile magic to grant it the power to move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Redi, anima errans.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John murmured in an ancient tongue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bellatrix, who had still been fighting, suddenly froze. Black smoke then poured out from her body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, no, no!\" Bellatrix felt her soul being torn from her body and let out a shrill scream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A mass of pitch-black soul matter emerged from within her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John stared at it, then drew the Silver Wick Sword with his other hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The burning silver blade flashed, cleaving the dark soul cleanly in two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After enduring a long existence worse than death, Bellatrix's soul was utterly annihilated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her body, now bereft of a soul, began to dissipate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Malfoy watched the dispersing Bellatrix with complicated emotions. After all, she had been his aunt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sirius felt the same. As one of the last remaining members of the Black family bloodline, another had fallen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After dealing with Bellatrix, John walked up to one of the doors, grasped the handle, and pushed it open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A labyrinth appeared before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John stepped inside, and with a creak, the door behind him slowly closed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore watched John depart with a complicated expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, John would face Voldemort using his own strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry chased after the silver light, sensing that it was guiding him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The feeling in his chest grew stronger and stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, he began to see familiar things scattered throughout the maze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A shattered, towering wizard chess piece sent his thoughts back to first year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The maze seemed devoid of living creatures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At every turn, he encountered another familiar object.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sometimes it was an armillary sphere, sometimes a Quick-Quotes Quill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The place felt like a processing ground where an owner had casually tossed in all sorts of items.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything appeared here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry even spotted the rear end of a Blast-Ended Skrewt. They had taken care of those creatures for a while, so he knew it all too well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His footsteps gradually slowed, and he noticed the silver light was slowing as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The narrow walls ahead began to give way to a wider space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry tightened his grip on the badge, guessing that the reason he could see the silver light at all was because it was being guided by the badge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The deeper he went, the more spacious the area became.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After walking for some time more, Harry passed through the maze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He found himself in a wide, familiar place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the final chamber from first year, the last trial protecting the Philosopher's Stone—the platform at the far end holding a mirror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that mirror left a deep impression on Harry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Mirror of Erised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could think any further, an unseen force seized him and dragged him into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A deathly pale, serpentine face appeared right in front of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hurry,\" Voldemort commanded in a cold voice. \"Take out the Holy Grail.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like the final trial of the Philosopher's Stone, Voldemort could see the Holy Grail inside the mirror, yet he was unable to touch it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry looked toward the Mirror of Erised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Harry inside the mirror lifted his head and gave him the finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you dreaming about? You think this is an open-book exam or something?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>~~~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>o(*￣▽￣*)ブSupport and Read 12 Chapters ahead: Patreon\u002FDragonel\u003C\u002Fp>",1713,"2026-06-06T11:46:12.863Z",1,"novelbin.me","eeceae9bd6060c341dd2226269874eabb1c3c50d86e48cf0a3c2fd23bd2ef94b","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-503","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-501",577,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-john-wick-cover.jpg"]