125: The Establishment of the Constellation Society

125: The Establishment of the Constellation Society

Time passed quickly, and John gazed up at the starry dome he had constructed with immense satisfaction.

The initial Wick's Constellation Society chamber was almost complete. He had to admit, magic made everything easier—if Muggles had to build this, it would've taken at least several months, if not a year.

"Adding magic is key," John muttered to himself as he meticulously carved magical circuits bit by bit.

For the chamber's power source, he embedded thirty-six magical crystals, resembling thirty-six stars twinkling in the night sky.

By his rough estimation, unless Voldemort or Dumbledore showed up, no one could breach the chamber thanks to the power of those thirty-six crystals.

The circuits he was engraving weren't just ordinary spells; they were rooted in ancient magic and runes he had painstakingly researched.

As the ritual was completed, the entire chamber radiated a powerful magical glow.

"Haa~ So damn beautiful.."

Only John was there to witness this breathtaking sight.

One by one, the circuits lit up, and the runes seemed to float like ethereal sprites within the chamber.

The Constellation Society's interior was incredibly lavish—beneath the starry dome was a round table with nine seats.

Mystical violet tapestries and silver artifacts adorned the space, while the dome projected the insignia of each seat.

Floating objects resembling galaxies revolved endlessly within the room.

It was a masterpiece.

John completed the construction of the Star Society's chamber and now needed to find a place to install it.

"I remember the room that used to house the Philosopher's Stone is currently vacant, nice! It'll be perfect for this."

Without wasting any time, John set up the teleportation device formed by the circuits.

The wooden door in front of him quickly transformed. On the surface, it still looked like an ordinary door.

In reality, the room had been split into two spaces—one being the original room, and the other leading to the Constellation Society's chamber.

As for the chamber itself, John placed it within the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets.

Now, John no longer had to enter through the girls' bathroom, which was a win-win for him.

Once the chamber was successfully completed, John summoned the people he had chosen for his society.

To his surprise, Cedric showed up.

"I'm curious too about what kind of society you've created," Cedric said with a smile. He had heard quite a lot about John Wick's exploits.

John's impressive dueling skills had also shown Cedric the strength he possessed.

"John, what do you need from me?" Malfoy asked, unusually without his two usual sidekicks.

In addition to them, Heinrich was there too, lurking like a shadow.

Neville seemed a bit out of place, wondering if he should even be there.

Percy frowned, not quite understanding what John was up to.

Daphne had eventually been invited too. After all, she was one of the top students. If John was first, then the second spot was always a contest between Daphne and Hermione.

Including John, there were seven people in total, and the ragtag group of the Constellation Society had assembled.

John placed his right hand on the badge on his chest, smiling lightly. "Welcome, everyone, to the Constellation Society."

The seven clinked glasses and drank in unison. The Constellation Society was officially established.

In this unassuming corner of Hogwarts, John's own faction was officially born.

It was a pity that Fleur wasn't here; otherwise, the Constellation Society would be complete.

...

The school had various clubs, most of which were created by professors. But John's self-created Constellation Society remained limited to just the seven members.

After joining, Malfoy started walking with even more swagger than usual.

He adopted a gait that practically screamed "I'm better than everyone," and even began to look at Neville more favorably.

John had said that once someone joined the Constellation Society, it didn't matter what their past was or where they came from; the Society was their closest family.

Previously, Malfoy had been a bit resistant to Weasley and Longbottom, but after hearing John's words, he had no further objections.

"Percy is the Head Boy, and don't underestimate Neville—he could easily beat you down if he wanted."

Malfoy didn't believe it, but after nearly getting himself cut in half by Neville swinging a sword at him, he was convinced.

Power is power.

In the past, Malfoy would never have acknowledged either of them, but now he couldn't deny that both of them were stronger than him.

He had thought he would at least be in the top three, or at worst, the top five.

But reality hit him hard—he was at the bottom.

Even Daphne and Neville were stronger than him, not to mention Heinrich and the others.

"Phew, at least I'm seventh,"

Malfoy said with relief, but John glanced at him and scoffed, "What are you thinking? You're ranked eighth."

This left Malfoy dumbfounded. John explained that there was another member in Beauxbatons.

So, Malfoy was officially ranked eighth. If new members joined, who knows where he would land?

"Work hard, kid."

John patted the stunned Malfoy on the shoulder with a meaningful look. What Malfoy didn't know was that John had almost become his godfather.

If Malfoy didn't put in the effort, how could his "father" rest easy?

John had praised him endlessly when he was persuading Lucius back then, but now, if Malfoy couldn't live up to it, wouldn't that be like slapping his own face?

"From now on, your training is doubled. When you can finally beat Neville, you can stop."

Painting grand visions was an essential leadership skill.

John said seriously, "I have great hopes for you."

These words left Malfoy fired up, like he had just taken an energy boost, unaware that almost everyone had heard this same speech.

Except Percy.

John had told Percy that Barty Crouch was looking for an assistant, and Percy was so excited he nearly jumped for joy on the spot.

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