Christmas had passed.
The students had to start returning to school.
Fortunately, John didn't need to attend school.
Ever since acquiring the power of fate, he had been thinking about how to use it.
In the Upside-Down City, he had transferred his prophecy to Johanna, making his own future as uncertain as Schrödinger's Cat along with the city.
The power of fate could be used to write the script of a life. By creating the universe, God had obtained this power and used it to write his own creation myth.
This power was still in its infancy, unable to affect the entire universe.
But as it remained with John, it would grow stronger day by day.
Through John's various actions, it subtly altered the predetermined course of events.
After the gathering at the Leaky Cauldron, John had considered a question.
If he brought the Stars together again, could he prevent an ending like eternal sleep from happening again?
He had specifically sought out Neville to talk.
Neville had no idea what madness his counterpart in a parallel universe had committed.
But when John asked what he would do in the face of John's impending death, he gave his answer.
The Hogwarts Herbology professor said without hesitation, "Anything."
"John, just as you once helped me, I'd do anything to help you," Neville said earnestly. "Not just me. Everyone would do the same."
John felt a headache coming on. It seemed the best way to avoid an ending of eternal sleep was still to become strong enough himself.
For that reason, he had spent some time in the Magic Tower.
The Star Spirits had been caught after all.
The two little creatures sat dejectedly on the archway, blaming each other.
The witch who caught them received everything Tommy Shelby had promised, including