[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-john-wick":3,"chapter-hogwarts-john-wick-hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-545":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},1646406,2109,"Chapter 545 545: 545: Beauxbatons' New Resident","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-545",545,"\u003Cp>On the ocean liner, John stood in the sea breeze, with several diamond necklaces and Galleons he had taken from the Niffler's nest still in his pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After selling the diamond necklaces for cash, John pulled out a dollar bill and handed it to the attendant beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The attendant's smile brightened instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Glancing at Credence's somewhat worn clothes, John suddenly asked, \"What do you think of deep purple?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your clothes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John stroked his chin. \"You don't want your family to pity you when you meet them, do you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You should carry yourself with pride, not beg for their sympathy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Credence was momentarily stunned. John continued on his own, \"Paris is the capital of fashion. I'm sure you'll find something suitable there.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A piece of advice. Don't take clothing suggestions from other wizards too seriously.\" He glanced at a strangely dressed fat man and recognized him as a wizard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wizards of this era were still relatively integrated into society, but in John's time, they had become completely disconnected from Muggles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing that the fat wizard had several people following him, John seemed to think of something. \"I need to find you a place to stay.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said to Credence, \"You need a temporary place, and you'll have to hide your identity.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Credence felt that made sense. Then John abruptly changed the subject. \"What do you think of a circus?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh?\" Credence didn't understand the sudden shift before he saw John walking toward the fat wizard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He watched as John approached and began speaking with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He watched as John had the attendant bring over two glasses of wine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John and the fat wizard chatted pleasantly, and in the end, they clinked glasses as if they had just struck a deal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When John returned, Credence asked nervously, \"What did you say to him?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, nothing much. I just introduced you to the circus as a handyman. Of course, it's paid work.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a smile on his face, John raised his glass toward the fat wizard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fat wizard also lifted his glass with a cheerful grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Credence was left processing John's words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had he just been sold?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah, fresh air.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air in the Pyrenees was crisp, morning mist drifting across the highlands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John had come to look up some information.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hogwarts wasn't very convenient for that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From what he knew, Hogwarts currently had a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor named Dumbledore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn't beat the older Dumbledore, and he couldn't beat this younger one either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This really doesn't feel great,\" John clicked his tongue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he had leveled up normally, dealing with Dumbledore wouldn't have been a problem for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he had skipped more than twenty years, jumping straight into Dumbledore's middle age.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this point, Dumbledore was in his prime. Whether he was stronger than his older self wielding the Elder Wand was still an unknown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To avoid him remembering that I broke his nose, I'd better go somewhere else.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When it came to the three oldest magical schools in Europe, there was no doubt they were Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, and Durmstrang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hogwarts was out of the question, so he would go to Beauxbatons, where he had once studied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for Durmstrang, John wasn't very familiar with it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His only connection there had been using its fireplace after getting lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for Credence, he would be working at the circus for the time being.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After getting off the ship, Credence had been \"happily\" taken away by the fat wizard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John had his own plans for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a transaction. Neither side needed to take responsibility for the other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There might have been a trace of sympathy between fellow Obscurials, but John was making far more use of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beauxbatons followed the same holiday schedule as Hogwarts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When John arrived, it was during the Christmas break.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He conjured the uniform Madame Maxime had once given him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the European-style classical library, John flipped through a book titled The Power of the Patronus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The protagonist of this book was said to be able to summon a Patronus the size of a giant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even during the holidays, quite a few students remained at the school.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For example, right now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hi.\" A girl in Beauxbatons' blue satin uniform walked over and sat down in front of John with an open, confident manner. \"I'm Cedrina Stuart.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hello, Stuart.\" John gave a faint smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And you? I don't think I've seen you before.\" The girl boldly struck up a conversation, blinking her long-lashed eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without changing expression, John replied, \"Yorl Delacour. I usually spend my time reading alone in the Jardin Enchanté.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No wonder.\" Stuart nodded in realization.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had to be said that in this regard, Beauxbatons girls were far more forward than those at Hogwarts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was already the sixth time John had been approached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As dinner time approached, John had a bowl of the fish stew Fleur liked most.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their dining hall was different from Hogwarts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt more like a place steeped in French romantic charm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Golden candlesticks flickered on the tables, and even if oil accidentally stained the pristine white tablecloths, they would clean themselves almost instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For several days in a row, John stayed at Beauxbatons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one even noticed this outsider.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During the day, he stayed in the library. At night, he went to the hidden chamber beneath Beauxbatons' Nicolas Flamel fountain statue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Book of the Dark was set aside as John discreetly flipped through its contents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time, soul, curse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three paths to immortality, the three directions Herpo the Foul had set for himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John focused mainly on time and the soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fingers traced along the pages as he pondered how to establish an anchor point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he truly wanted to return to his own point in time, he needed an anchor to rely on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Relying on temporal flashes alone was far too unstable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Gate of Objects in this era is even more uncertain.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John felt a bit helpless. In the past, whenever he was unsure, he could summon the Gate of Objects. Now, that was no longer an option.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His teacher was still alive, which meant the Gate of Objects had no keeper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such a Gate was more terrifying than ten Voldemorts combined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John had once nearly been torn apart by the Gate of Objects. He had no desire to experience that again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Beauxbatons, John stayed for nearly a month.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During this time, he had almost finished reading every book related to time and the soul in the school.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And gradually, he began to attract attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For example, right now, a boy who had been watching John for quite some time approached him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hello, Yorl Delacour.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John looked up. The boy was about the same age as him, with bright blue eyes and smooth hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was very handsome, the kind girls would whisper about behind his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John said calmly, \"Hi. What is it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course.\" The boy sat down, staring at John. \"My name is Dominique Delacour.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I just want to ask—since when did I have an older brother?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dominique looked confused. After returning from Christmas break, he had inexplicably gained an extra brother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wasn't he the only Delacour in this year? Where had a second one come from?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze swept over John's hair, then his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was he really from the Delacour family?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John felt a bit awkward. He had borrowed someone else's surname, and now the real one had come knocking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He let out a faint sigh, a complicated expression appearing on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's normal that you wouldn't know… after all, I…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…made it up on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps John's hesitation looked too genuine, because Dominique's voice trembled as he said, \"You… you can't be my father's…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't say the words \"illegitimate child,\" but Dominique was already in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His loving parents—could they really have had such a crisis in their relationship?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He needed time to process this. Staggering to his feet, he went off to write a letter to his father.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing him spiral off on his own assumptions, John immediately packed up his things and slipped away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I can't stay here any longer.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grabbing The Book of the Dark, John ran into Stuart, the girl who had approached him before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yorl, let's go—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sorry, I have something urgent.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John hurried past, cutting her off before she could finish inviting him to the Jardin Enchanté.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She smiled and said, \"Then we'll go next time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Dominique received a letter from his father filled with \"fatherly love,\" he went to confront John, only to find that he was already gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only that, Yorl Delacour had seemingly vanished into thin air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dominique was left with an unsolved mystery, and Stuart with an invitation she would never get to voice again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grindelwald's capture in New York shook all of Europe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Picquery did as she said she would, mobilizing the highest level of security to imprison him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the day he was taken into the prison, the entire place echoed with Grindelwald's name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The imprisoned wizards shouted in fanatic fervor, as if they had seen hope for the future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It left the Aurors deeply on edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>____\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>o(*￣▽￣*)ブSupport and Read 12 Chapters ahead: Patreon\u002FDragonel\u003C\u002Fp>",1544,"2026-06-06T11:46:12.863Z",1,"novelbin.me","afe57e803a7ee2ec349ba87f5f4b87932103506bde278d569323c4c2d669eb4b","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-546","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-544",577,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-john-wick-cover.jpg"]