[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-john-wick":3,"chapter-hogwarts-john-wick-hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-523":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},1646384,2109,"Chapter 523 523: 523: Hello There, Dementor~","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-523",523,"\u003Cp>The pitch-black sea concealed countless dangers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ocean at night was the most terrifying. Endless darkness loomed like a colossal beast ready to swallow everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the most experienced old sailors would find their nerves eroded by the oppressive atmosphere of the night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A young sailor had made a bet with the crew that he could stay outside all night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the darkness truly fell, he was brimming with confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as the sunlight completely faded, that boundless darkness and solitude seemed ready to devour him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The noise of the ship cutting through the water echoed endlessly in his ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His youthful pride forced him to hold on, refusing to give up. Fear and cold spread over him like a rising tide, climbing from his ankles and creeping over his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only way he could distract himself was by searching the sky for constellations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His dream was to live his life as a captain, and reading the stars was a skill every captain had to master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his head and looked toward Sagittarius.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, the sky was clear that night, with no clouds to hide the stars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scattered starlight shone far more brightly than it ever could in a city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can do this. Don't let them look down on you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young sailor encouraged himself and gradually became absorbed in the starry sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he was recording the route of this voyage, the stars suddenly vanished into darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if the end of the world had arrived, everything lost its vitality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sailor screamed and frantically pounded on the cabin door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The sky—the sky has been swallowed!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young sailor was driven to the brink by the darkness, but the old sailors in the cabin burst into laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They mocked the young sailor's cowardice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how he tried to explain, they only believed he couldn't handle the darkness of the sea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, the darkness in the sky faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More precisely, it passed overhead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a creature like a colossal beast. With bat-like wings beating through the air, its shadow blanketed the sea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Orcas in the ocean called out to their companions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fish burrowed into the sand and mud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lacking intelligence, they possessed senses far keener than those of humans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the creatures of the sea knew that something enormous, carrying the shadow of destruction, was crossing the ocean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wings beat from morning until night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John had transformed into Wotan, the Shadow of Destruction, his massive form flying for an entire day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The location of Azkaban had not changed for hundreds of years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within the endless darkness, he caught sight of the island standing in the void.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fortress upon it had never changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the time of Ekrizdis, to when the Ministry of Magic took control, and later when John intervened, only then did Azkaban begin to undergo some changes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arriving above Azkaban, John's massive body pierced through the clouds as it rapidly shrank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He transformed back into human form and plunged downward through the clouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body crashed straight into the sea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A shark roaming the ocean caught his scent and swam toward him with its jaws wide open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John turned and waved his wand. An invisible blade sliced through the shark's body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shark swam two more meters before its body split cleanly in half.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thick scent of blood spread through the water, driving the nearby predators into a frenzy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then a terrifying draconic aura suddenly spread across a hundred meters, snapping those creatures back to their senses and sending them fleeing for their lives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dragon's tail grew behind John, moving through the water like a fish's tail as he swam swiftly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, since he would eventually take over the reconstruction of Azkaban in the future, he knew the place very well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the very bottom of Azkaban was a sea cave carved out by erosion. Long ago, Ekrizdis had used it as a docking point to lure sailors closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the Ministry of Magic took control, they had no need to interact with sailors and simply abandoned the place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, they traveled by Thestral-drawn carriages and had no use for it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John leapt out of the seawater, the tail behind him flicking away the droplets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tapped the rock wall with his wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A heightened sensing spell activated, feeding the surrounding environment back into his vision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one ever came here. Even the guards of Azkaban didn't know this place existed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many wrecked ships, broken and soaked by the sea for years, lay hidden at the cave's entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the cavern was a staircase leading upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it had long since been sealed shut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John walked over to the stairs and lightly tapped them with his wand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flash of white light passed through, and the sealed entrance began to peel away layer by layer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright then, it's time for the Pokeball—ehm—Dementor Catcher!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John pulled a red-and-white sphere from his homemade pouch and threw it toward the opening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The red-and-white ball struck the wall, bounced upward, and then rolled along the ground. Even when it reached the stairs, it clung to the wall and continued moving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tossed out more than a dozen of them. The Dementor Catchers scattered into various hidden corners of Azkaban.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After finishing all this, John landed on a wooden ship that had run aground against the rocks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The vessel had been there for hundreds of years, and it was clear it had once been a merchant ship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John stepped in from the deck and entered the cabin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything inside was covered with moss and mold. Kicking open a chest, a pile of jewelry and ornaments spilled out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John merely glanced at it. The most valuable things on this merchant ship had been a stack of porcelain and the tea leaves that had long since been ruined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were no corpses or bones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had probably been taken away by Ekrizdis for his experiments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ship's owner could never have imagined that he would escape pirates, only to fall victim to an evil wizard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The power of wizards…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He recalled Gael's words about changing the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizards possessed immense power. They were a group driven by belief and will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It could be said that the limits of a wizard's power were impossible to define.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stronger a wizard became, the more extreme they tended to grow. That was the price of power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gael wanted to change the world. Since he could never kill every Muggle, the only thing he could do was make the world fear wizards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In the future, his followers will carry his ideals and sweep across the entire European continent.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John fell silent. What would he do in that situation?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Only when facing an even stronger enemy could such a thing truly happen.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John shook his head. Idealists would eventually die pursuing their ideals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spent the night in the sea cave beneath Azkaban, and that night became a disaster for the Dementors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the guards of Azkaban, Dementors found their greatest pleasure in draining prisoners of their will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every night, the prison echoed with the desperate wails of inmates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those cries were enough to drive anyone mad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But to the Dementors, it was the most beautiful music.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One Dementor drifted through the prison corridors of Azkaban.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A prisoner had already been drained of all happiness and lay there like an empty shell, motionless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dementor wiped its mouth and moved toward the next cell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, it stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning its head, it looked toward a certain direction. From there came the trace of happiness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had a prisoner escaped?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter. I will deal with it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dementors loved situations like this, because it meant they could simply drain the foolish prisoner dry and give them a deadly kiss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dementor glided toward that place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wherever it passed, frost formed on the ground, a mark of death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Circling around a cell, it followed the scent of emotion with greedy anticipation, entering the darkness untouched by moonlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment. Arrg~~!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fear spread through the Dementor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It fled wildly from the darkness, but black threads wrapped around it, dragging it back bit by bit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the darkness, a red-and-white sphere opened, and countless black threads extended from within, binding the Dementor and slowly pulling it inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The space was small. The Dementor had to be folded in half to fit—if it even had bones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The night was silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dementor's shrill scream was swallowed by the darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the prisoners who had long since lost their happiness did not dare to breathe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One after another, Dementors in Azkaban were seized by black threads emerging from the shadows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like prey encountering their natural predator, the Dementors fled frantically throughout Azkaban.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the result was always the same. They could not escape the black threads' grasp and were eventually stuffed into the red-and-white spheres.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After swallowing thirteen Dementors, the red-and-white balls rolled out of the shadows one by one, heading back the way they had come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clinking sounds echoed eerily through the silent prison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After that night, a rumor about mysterious clinking noises in Azkaban began to spread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But only within Azkaban itself. To outsiders, it sounded more like the ramblings of prisoners who had been drained by Dementors too many times and had gone mad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the sun rose, John reopened the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A neat row of red-and-white spheres appeared there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He picked them up one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John tapped the button in the center of a sphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sphere opened again and spat out a Dementor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dementor thought it had been saved, only to see John's smiling face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hello there, Dementor.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clearly, the Dementor didn't recognize this person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Creee~!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it recognized the black threads that had unraveled it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dementor's body was taken apart, the black curse and the silvery-white soul separated to either side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the ship, John found some containers that could be used to store things and stuffed the Dementor souls inside them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the thirteen pure silver-white souls, John stroked his chin and said, \"Seems like it's not quite enough.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he might as well stay a little longer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When night fell again, another thirteen Dementors were captured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For several days in a row.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time the Dementors realized what was happening, John had already left Azkaban with forty collected Dementor souls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There really are more Dementors in this era.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rode on a battered ghost ship, with a soul lantern he had crafted placed at the bow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though worn and broken, the ship never sank beneath the seawater.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John set the copper snake on the ship's wheel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The magic within it guided his direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He planned to visit the pyramid that supposedly contained the Sands of Time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ghost ship sank beneath the sea, avoiding all detection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>____\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, in the canon, Dumbledore says that there is no way to kill a Dementor, yet he said that there were more Dementors in the past—Big brain time🎃\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>o(*￣▽￣*)ブSupport and Read 12 Chapters ahead: Patreon\u002FDragonel\u003C\u002Fp>",1842,"2026-06-06T11:46:12.863Z",1,"novelbin.me","4c2f33b2695dfec35656a6efdfe10086731cd0e90477345a0d90ba8a1b81a0b3","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-524","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-522",577,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-john-wick-cover.jpg"]