[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-john-wick":3,"chapter-hogwarts-john-wick-hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-508":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},1646369,2109,"Chapter 508 508: 508: Eight O'Clock","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-508",508,"\u003Cp>It was a pure white space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore stood there in a daze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Very quickly, he understood where he was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The place between life and death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore seemed to relax as he looked at this familiar place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After wandering the world in circles, he had returned to the beginning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Godric's Hollow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This had once been his home, and also the place he could never forget.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every important event in Dumbledore's life was tied to this place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two months of his youth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His sister's death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry's parents had also been murdered here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Perhaps I can sit down and rest for a while.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sat on a bench, like an old traveler who, after a long journey, had finally returned home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gazed ahead. As the greatest wizard, his wisdom was equally great.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His thoughts drifted back to his younger self.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The post office over there, the pub, and that little church.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stream in Godric's Hollow carried with it the scent of grass and damp earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was also at that time that he met them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Them?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore suddenly froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A scene surfaced in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was inside the home of the renowned magical historian, Bathilda Bagshot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two figures stood by the wooden doorframe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One was Gellert Grindelwald, Bathilda Bagshot's great-nephew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other… the other was…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore felt as though he had been struck by a powerful Memory Charm. He could not recall who the other person was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as a great wizard, he always had special ways to recover memories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Pensieve at school. And here…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is the place.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked toward the neighboring house. That was Bathilda Bagshot's home, and also the Dumbledore family's neighbor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This world was formed from the fragments that left the deepest impressions on Dumbledore's mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So even if Dumbledore himself did not consciously remember, his subconscious would still dig it out. It was bound to appear here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Into a room that appeared to be a sitting room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It should have been dim, but because of the peculiar nature of this world, everything was washed in pure white light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There stood a bow-front chest of drawers, covered with many photographs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seven or eight of them were placed in the highest and most ornate frames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore stepped closer and picked up one of the frames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In it was a spirited blond boy, lounging lazily within the silver frame and smiling at Dumbledore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boy made his thoughts drift back to that summer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He picked up the next photograph. In this one, the blond boy had someone beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The person next to him had red hair and bright blue eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stood side by side, both smiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was Dumbledore. The young Dumbledore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One photograph after another showed either the blond boy or the young Dumbledore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At last, Dumbledore lifted the final photograph.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had been placed in the highest position. The first thing he saw was blond hair and red hair together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But at the back, a trace of snowy white appeared in the frame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed to be a child who did not wish to be photographed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were not two people in the moving picture, but three.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blond boy shifted his shoulder, as if deliberately trying to reveal the person behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the shoulder moved, Dumbledore stared closely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The frame in his hand began to disappear, and Dumbledore froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then everything around him began to vanish as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realising a possibility, Dumbledore reached out and touched the frame. Those things all began to fade away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brilliant white light flooded his vision, covering the entire world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The white light faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slowly opened his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a room. Purple curtains came into view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Madam Pomfrey's delighted voice sounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're awake, Albus.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tension Madam Pomfrey had been holding finally eased, and she said with rare reproach, \"I thought Potter's potion hadn't worked.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore raised his right hand and pushed himself up, pressing his aching forehead. The blackness had faded from his right hand, though the last two fingers still retained a trace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared blankly at his fingers, his emotions in turmoil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He understood what Harry had done, even if it was something Harry had not wanted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Madam Pomfrey was still chattering away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You slept far too long, Albus,\" she said. \"Hogwarts has ended the term early.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I slept very comfortably,\" Dumbledore said, stretching lazily. \"This old man even feels a bit younger.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Madam Pomfrey's expression did not improve at his deflection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She left to inform the others of the good news.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After she departed, Dumbledore's expression turned complicated as he murmured, \"Is that so?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The third person in that photograph.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the thought, Dumbledore sighed wistfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Memories fade with time. What happened and what did not happen are no longer important.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The aftermath of the Battle of Hogwarts was far from over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John sat inside the Johnny Silverhand specialty shop, holding a newspaper with a shocking headline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Johnny Silverhand Is a Butcher!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the title, John silently set the newspaper down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John glanced up at Heinrich, who was being thoroughly pestered by Kim, and wondered whether he should make Kim quiet down for a while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What should we do?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tommy asked hesitantly, \"You really…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It is true,\" John said with a nod, not denying it. \"It is not exactly a secret.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even with John's admission, Tommy still found it hard to accept.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their own boss had actually gone and wiped out a magic school in Asia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The International Wizarding Press was condemning Johnny Silverhand's atrocities, calling him a butcher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Products from the Silverhand line were also facing an international boycott, with more than a hundred thousand people demanding Johnny Silverhand's arrest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet this coverage stood in stark contrast to John Wick, the hero who killed Voldemort, the true savior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One side received endless curses, the other endless praise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two utterly opposite figures, yet they were the same person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Ministry of Magic wants to award me the Order of Merlin, First Class, in recognition of my contributions.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The International Confederation of Wizards wants to list Johnny Silverhand among the world's top ten Dark Wizards.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John let out a light chuckle and said indifferently, \"These people are quite amusing, are they not?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tommy gave a bitter smile. What was amusing about that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The world's top ten Dark Wizards were figures like Grindelwald and Voldemort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One could say that once you made that list, calling you a Dark Lord would not be wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kill the Dark Lord, only to become one yourself?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The demon slayer becomes the demon?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is it really fine not to respond?\" Tommy sighed. \"The push for werewolf equality is also running into obstacles.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Those pure-bloods are determined to oppose us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It does not matter,\" John said casually, tossing the newspaper aside. \"In the face of absolute power, it is all futile.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am waiting for an opportunity. One chance to crush them completely.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John laced his fingers together beneath his chin and smiled faintly. \"Let them struggle a little longer.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"An opportunity?\" Tommy asked, confused. \"What opportunity?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This opportunity.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John tapped a finger against the newspaper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tommy looked down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"John Wick, Slayer of the Dark Lord, to Be Awarded at Eight Tonight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John stood and walked toward the wardrobe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I should pick something presentable,\" he said with a faint smile. \"After all, a very good show is about to begin, is it not?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tommy found John increasingly difficult to read.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he understood one thing. When John looked like this, it meant he had absolute confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eight o'clock at night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Countless reporters flooded into the Ministry of Magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had all come for John Wick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last time they heard this name was in connection with the Blood Potion, when John received the Order of Merlin, Second Class.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, they had all thought he was a rising star in the wizarding world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the span of a year, that rising star had become a brilliant comet, leaving Hogwarts behind and turning into the most sensational and dazzling figure in the magical world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Together with Neville Longbottom, he had slain the once-invincible Voldemort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While others were still attending classes, he had already become a legend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chocolate Frog Cards would record his story. Just like Johnny Silverhand, one was hailed as a hero, while the other was reviled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the birth of a hero was enough to lift spirits at a time when rumors were spreading about the possible emergence of a third Dark Lord.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eight o'clock arrived quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John stepped into the Ministry of Magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he entered, he was greeted by a barrage of flashing cameras.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Through it all, he remained perfectly composed as Bartemius Crouch Sr. personally presented the award.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since it was not an academic honor, there was naturally no Wizengamot-style academic defense segment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John spotted the Longbottoms, along with Augusta Longbottom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were proud of their son's achievements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neville stood beside John, visibly nervous, dressed in the most flexible outfit Madam Longbottom had specially prepared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bartemius Crouch Sr. pinned the Order of Merlin, First Class, onto John's chest and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, \"What do you intend to do about the magic institute?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John replied just as quietly, \"I will handle it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crouch was half convinced and half doubtful. After all, it was a magical school, on the same level as Hogwarts and Durmstrang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John shook hands with Crouch as the cameras began flashing again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neville stepped forward stiffly and went through a process similar to John's.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As one of the heroes who killed Voldemort, the boy of July as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now the wizarding world was beginning to speculate that perhaps Neville Longbottom was the true Chosen One.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the award ceremony ended, there was the scheduled interview.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neville clearly did not enjoy this kind of occasion, while John answered with calm composure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the very end, someone raised a question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is your view on Johnny Silverhand? Some say he will become the third Dark Lord.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A male reporter in a newsboy cap asked the question.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All eyes turned to John.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What they hoped to hear was John Wick declaring war on the third Dark Lord, or delivering some rousing \"as long as I stand\" speech.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Either one would make explosive news.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Expectant gazes converged on John.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John let out a soft chuckle and met the reporter's eyes, answering calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am Johnny Silverhand.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>click! click! flash! flash!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>____\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Iron Man I, déjà vu?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bro, wtf is happening in the world? Stay safe, guys!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>o(*￣▽￣*)ブSupport and Read 12 Chapters ahead: Patreon\u002FDragonel\u003C\u002Fp>",1766,"2026-06-06T11:46:12.863Z",1,"novelbin.me","e481c0259b3e4442c014d54b06009260877c67338d58118b59deb1f51b6e30f9","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-509","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-507",577,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-john-wick-cover.jpg"]