[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-john-wick":3,"chapter-hogwarts-john-wick-hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-512":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},1646373,2109,"Chapter 512 512: 512: The Blind Man In The Wizarding Village","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-512",512,"\u003Cp>The Silverwick Sword had a magical contract with John.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whenever John needed it, he only had to make a light grasping motion in the air, and the Silverwick Sword would appear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps because of the shock of exile, or perhaps because he was now in a different time, the Silverwick Sword could no longer be summoned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The current John truly had nothing left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not even have a wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After staying at Bathilda's house for a few days, he prepared to gather some materials and craft himself a wand as soon as possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for buying one…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Setting aside whether he even had the money—Ollivander was a very formidable man. Whether it was a wand made by his father or by himself, once someone chose it, he could remember that person's name with absolute clarity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John did not want to alter history, and in this era there was no place like Johnny Silverhand's establishments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he could only do it himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, Godric's Hollow had abundant natural resources.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he first arrived in the woods, he had already smelled the scent of linden wood, which could serve as suitable wand material.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The magical world could not be judged by common sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For example, even with John being blind and heading out alone, Bathilda showed no intention of stopping him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not in the slightest did she seem to think a blind person going out would encounter any obstacles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The way wizards thought was different from Muggles. John had known that for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After leaving the house, he replayed the path he had taken when he first arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Working backward from the steps at Bathilda's front door, he found the route leading to the woods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He set off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked straight into a wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bonk!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tsk… something's not right.\" John rubbed his nose and reached out to feel the courtyard wall he had just bumped into.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had he miscounted his steps?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A breeze drifted past, carrying the scent of morning glories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John recalled Bathilda mentioning that her neighbor had a yard full of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He guessed the wall he had hit belonged to the neighbor's house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he felt along the wall, inching his way forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the 1st floor, at the window that was rarely opened, a girl watched the boy's strange behavior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though John was blind, his senses remained sharp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He noticed someone staring at him and immediately lifted his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Startled like a frightened fawn, the girl quickly ducked behind the window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the gaze disappeared, John simply assumed it was someone's curiosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After he finished feeling his way along the wall and walked past, the girl gathered her courage and peeked out again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All John left behind was his retreating figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the boy's unfocused eyes from earlier stirred a trace of curiosity in the girl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ariana.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her brother's call made the girl quickly shut the window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A red-haired boy, who looked about seventeen or eighteen, walked in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What left the deepest impression about him was those blue eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing his sister hiding there without responding, the boy's eyes carried a weariness far beyond his years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their mother's death had forced this boy, who had just graduated from Hogwarts, to shoulder the responsibility of caring for his younger siblings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His younger brother was stubborn and had not yet returned from Hogwarts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His sister, because of certain circumstances, was unable to attend Hogwarts and remained ill at home, unable to go outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The European trip he had once planned with a friend had also been canceled because of all this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bird meant to soar had chosen to break its own wings and remain behind to care for its family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl looked at the boy, clutching her teddy bear timidly without speaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boy understood his sister's condition and did not force her to answer. He simply smiled gently and reminded her to eat properly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John finally arrived at the woodland where he had first appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The journey had not been smooth. At one point, he stepped into the stream and nearly slipped on a stone and fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The breeze carried the scent of fresh grass, brushing across John's face and through his hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaves rustled in the wind, the soft sound calming the mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John felt his way through the woods and found a linden tree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alchemy heightened sensitivity to scents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After searching the nearby area, he picked up a fallen linden branch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lifting it, John carefully put it away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No small handbag really is inconvenient.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of his little handbag, John missed being able to just toss anything into it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He still wanted to try his luck and see if he could find an oak tree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Collecting some oak sap would improve the quality of the wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he could not venture too deep. He was still unfamiliar with this place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After searching around the outskirts and failing to find any oak, John chose to head back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a blind person, he was still quite conspicuous in a place like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Godric's Hollow was a semi-wizarding settlement. Aside from Bathilda, other witches and wizards lived there as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An elderly resident noticed John and asked if he needed help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John smiled and politely declined, and the man let it go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, the white-haired blind boy seemed to have attracted attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially when John walked into Bathilda Bagshot's house—that lifelong spinster's home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next day, John went out again, gradually familiarizing himself with the village.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the neighbor's window, the girl once again secretly watched the blind boy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clutching her teddy bear, she stared at him as he passed the front of her house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was something very unusual about this blind boy, something that made the girl, who disliked talking to others, pay special attention to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, the blind boy did not walk into a wall, and as time passed, he grew more and more adept.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was almost as if his eyes were not blind at all. If not for the occasional need to touch the wall, no one might have noticed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl's increasing attention toward him also caught her brother's notice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The red-haired boy did not disturb his sister. He simply watched the person passing by the house, wondering when Bathilda next door had gained a new resident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John began crafting his wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He found a bottle of oak sap in Bathilda's house, which she normally used to repair loose book pages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had no objection to lending it to John.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What did surprise her, however, was that a blind boy actually knew how to make a wand himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After stripping the bark from the linden wood, John borrowed some tools and began shaping it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the core, John simply plucked one of his own hairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although he was human, he also possessed traits close to those of a magical creature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So in theory, using his hair as a wand core was not impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, doing so would make the wand far more compatible with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For example, Fleur used the hair of her Veela grandmother, which provided better magical affinity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wandmaking was not something that could be completed in a day or two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During this period, John did not remain idle. He went out almost every day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Relying on his knowledge as an alchemist, he gathered various materials outside that could be used for brewing potions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bathilda did not find his frequent outings strange in the slightest. She did not even show any intention of asking about them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Being this slow to notice things, John felt that her remaining unmarried might actually be a very good choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John also learned a few things about Bathilda, such as the fact that she had never married and had a playboy nephew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John could roughly guess what kind of personality that nephew had—probably similar to Sirius.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Sirius had not spent those years in Azkaban, with his looks, attracting a few women would not have been difficult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aside from that nephew, there was no one in Bathilda's household who caused trouble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That allowed John to breathe a little easier. After all, as an outsider… Naturally, the lower his profile, the better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ideally, before finding a way back, it would be best if no one knew him at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially those with influence—he should stay far away from them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John firmly held to this idea. He would avoid contact with anyone destined to become famous in the future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That would minimize the chances of affecting the future he came from.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If something went wrong and the Voldemort he had painstakingly killed ended up revived...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John suspected that if he went looking for Death again, Death would not be fooled a second time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A week passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John made his way to the woods with practiced ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The residents had grown used to seeing him and no longer found it strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On this day, the wand he had been soaking in oak sap was finally ready to be taken out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The freshly removed wand was still a bit sticky, but after drying in the sun, it was essentially complete. Only a few finishing touches remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John decided to test it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Reparo.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He started with the simplest Repair Charm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cup he had broken yesterday rapidly restored itself under his spell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Orchideous.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A beautiful cluster of orchids appeared at the tip of his wand instead of the white flash of a Blasting Curse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thirteen and three-quarter inches, linden wood, human hair core.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wand was unusually long. John had deliberately designed it so it could serve other purposes when necessary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a wand in hand, John no longer had to fear casting spells.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Using the Supersensory Charm allowed him to maintain a form of \"vision.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tapped the tabletop, and the Supersensory Charm spread outward, the entire house mapping itself into his awareness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was at that moment that someone knocked on Bathilda's door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A boy about John's age appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Golden hair and a wild, handsome face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment she saw him, Bathilda was briefly dazed, as if she were seeing her nephew in his youth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boy addressed Bathilda as great-aunt…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bathilda was quite surprised by her grandnephew's arrival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although he did not explain the reason, Bathilda had already guessed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her grandnephew seemed to have been expelled from school as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That made her think of the other \"expelled student\" currently in the house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was wrong with children these days, all so rebellious at school age?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>_____\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>o(*￣▽￣*)ブSupport and Read 12 Chapters ahead: Patreon\u002FDragonel\u003C\u002Fp>",1756,"2026-06-06T11:46:12.863Z",1,"novelbin.me","e7fb39b0946a4d80e3b0a178d71f9c5b5443bccb0350d982038176143e6a014c","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-513","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-511",577,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-john-wick-cover.jpg"]