[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hogwarts-john-wick":3,"chapter-hogwarts-john-wick-hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-554":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},1646338,2109,"Chapter 554 554: 554: A Letter To The Future","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-554",554,"\u003Cp>\"But among wizards, only you can match him. I want you to stand against him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Weren't you the one who said your goals were the same?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fine then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You go deal with Grindelwald and let me see whether you truly practice what you preach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Travers stared at Dumbledore, and the Aurors fixed their eyes on him as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the gaze of so many, Dumbledore slowly shook his head. \"I can't.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Travers nearly laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You claim everything you've done is to oppose Grindelwald, yet when asked to face him, you refuse?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then tell me, aren't these forces you've gathered meant for rebellion?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You're so arrogant you won't even prove yourself, yet expect me to believe you humbly?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Travers raised his wand expressionlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A moving photograph appeared, showing a young Dumbledore and a young Grindelwald.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Aurors, including Theseus, were stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the photo, the two gazed at each other. Travers said, \"You and Grindelwald were once as close as brothers.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore looked at the image, his voice carrying hidden regret and memory. \"We were far closer than brothers.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a painful memory, like honey laced with bitterness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the photograph, he thought of his sister, and his heart filled with remorse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But worse still, he missed it. He missed the one time in his life when he had been completely understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Travers ground his teeth. \"Are you willing to stand against him or not?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the final ultimatum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A trace of pain flashed in Dumbledore's eyes as he gave his answer. \"I can't.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Travers was completely disappointed in this wizard. \"Then you've already chosen your side.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a wave of his wand, a metal band appeared around Dumbledore's wrist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a monitoring shackle. From this moment on, every spell Dumbledore cast would be known to the Ministry of Magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, the number of people watching him would double.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Travers left in anger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Theseus was still processing the fact that his former teacher and Grindelwald had once been closer than brothers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was called to a stop by Dumbledore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If Grindelwald gathers people, don't try to interfere,\" Dumbledore said sincerely. \"Don't let Travers send you, if you still trust me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"THESEUS!\" Travers shouted. Did you take silence for stupidity?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I just stepped out, and you're already trying to win over my subordinate? Isn't that going too far?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Theseus's expression was complicated. Can you tell me what kind of relationship could be closer than brothers?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As someone who adored his brother to an obsessive degree, Theseus simply couldn't understand. What in the world could be better than brothers?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leta also arrived at Hogwarts, but she didn't go with the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, she came alone to that corridor filled with memories of her student days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stopped at the entrance to the Great Hall, tilting her head up to look at the floating candles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how much time passed, this place never changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Continuing forward, she arrived at a classroom she had once used.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, she had been ostracized at this school. The girls spoke ill of her, and the teachers grew distrustful because of the rumors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Certain matters related to the Lestrange family had become the very reason others targeted her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Newt had given her some good memories in this place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A little Slytherin snake meeting a warm-hearted Hufflepuff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sitting at an old desk, her thoughts were pulled back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hello, Leta,\" Dumbledore appeared at some point. \"What a pleasant surprise.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leta responded to his presence with clear indifference. \"Because you saw me in a classroom? Was I such a bad student?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore smiled. \"On the contrary, you were my most brilliant student.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I said bad, not stupid.\" Leta stood up, letting out a self-mocking laugh. \"Don't bother trying to come up with an answer. You never liked me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're wrong,\" Dumbledore said, frowning. \"I never thought you were bad.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then you're truly different.\" Leta didn't seem convinced. \"Everyone else thought I was bad. And they were right. I am wicked.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore studied his former student and said, \"I understand. Those rumors about your brother Corvus have caused you a great deal of pain.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, you don't understand.\" Leta remained cold, though her tone carried a hint of mockery toward others' concern. \"Unless your brother died too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aberforth: thanks for that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore paused slightly. \"It was my sister who died.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leta looked at him in surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was hostility between them, yet also a mutual curiosity about each other's past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leta's voice softened a little. \"Did you love her?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At those words, regret and pain appeared in Dumbledore's expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took a deep breath and walked toward Leta.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I regret that I didn't love her enough.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking into her eyes, Dumbledore said, \"It's never too late to let go. Being honest is a kind of release. It can lift a great weight from your heart.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leta did not feel relieved by his words, only guarded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I've spent my life accompanied by regret. Don't let it consume you,\" Dumbledore said patiently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leta said nothing and left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore stared at the old desk, and in the end, remained silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As evening approached, John was handling business at the post office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sir, I need to confirm this once more.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The courier widened his eyes. \"These three letters are to be sent in 1997?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mail to be delivered seventy years later?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The post office had never received such an absurd request.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John placed a gold coin on the counter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The courier said, \"This isn't about money.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A second coin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well, I should remind you, no one has ever done something this crazy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A third coin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, don't push me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fourth coin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fifth coin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I need to discuss this with the post office.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sixth coin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The courier said, \"I'll arrange it for you right away.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John set down a bag, and the courier opened it with trembling hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside were gold and diamonds, so dazzling he could barely keep his eyes open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a solemn expression, the courier declared, \"I'll carve the date onto my body. Even if I die, I'll deliver it!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, his face was filled with a sense of devotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John nodded in satisfaction and gestured for the courier to come closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lowered his voice. \"Remember, you must deliver it. If it's lost, this money will be used to buy your head.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The courier shuddered and gave an awkward smile. \"You're joking, sir.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You think someone who can produce this much money would joke with you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John looked at him with a half-smile, making the courier swallow hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He silently swore to himself that even if his legs were broken, he would deliver the letters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking out a sealed box, the courier carefully placed the three letters inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He set the box on the highest shelf in the post office as a reminder to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John nodded in satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn't worried the courier would forget. He had already placed a spell on the post office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bag of jewels was the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the letters weren't delivered on time, they would all be finished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Call him ruthless if you wanted. He was ensuring there would be no mistakes, and he had provided more than enough incentive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One who breaks their word does not deserve to live.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he walked out of the post office, he saw the black veils drifting through the skies of Paris.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Grindelwald,\" John murmured softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having finished everything, John headed back toward the safe house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he reached the building, he stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking up, he saw Credence and Nagini standing on the rooftop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one facing them was another person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grindelwald.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do you want?\" Credence growled, full of vigilance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do I want from you? Nothing at all.\" Grindelwald sat on the rooftop, not even taking out his wand. \"But what I can give you… is everything I never had.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked at Credence. \"But what do you want, my child?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drawn in by his words, Credence said, \"I want to know who I am.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing that Credence had taken the bait, Grindelwald smiled faintly and pulled a piece of parchment from his pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The parchment floated from his hand toward Credence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"From this, you can find proof of your identity.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come to Père Lachaise Cemetery tonight, and you'll find the truth.\" Grindelwald had no fear that he wouldn't come. He gave a slight bow and Disapparated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Credence remained where he was, holding a map of Père Lachaise Cemetery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn't sure whether he should go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Looks like you've found a lead.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John's voice sounded from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Credence turned back in surprise. \"What should I do?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John walked across the rooftop, glancing casually at the map. \"Follow your heart, Credence.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Will you come with us?\" Credence looked at John with great expectation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No. I came to say goodbye.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John shook his head. \"It's time for me to leave, Credence.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gave a slight nod to the two of them. \"I hope things turn out as you wish. This time, I'll be gone longer.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait, no!\" Credence reached out, calling after him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>John's figure vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>____\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>o(*￣▽￣*)ブSupport and Read 12 Chapters ahead: Patreon\u002FDragonel\u003C\u002Fp>",1532,"2026-06-06T11:46:15.854Z",1,"novelbin.me","78cf29b18c2f3e674eccd462501ed861c2436337b12b84e13731b10f2f380739","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-555","hogwarts-john-wick-chapter-553",577,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhogwarts-john-wick-cover.jpg"]