Hogwarts: A Chinese-Style Professor

Chapter 118 The First Step Out of the Outside World

Until the very last moment before the group meeting ended, all members were still diligently practicing problems using the problem-solving guide.

Occasionally, they would secretly check other people's accuracy rates between problems.

It seems that even among team members, there is a competitive mentality.

Looking at their expressions, Li Wei thought that the leaderboard function needed to be added as soon as possible—given the current intelligence of the problem-solving app, it should be able to do it as long as a little mathematical concept was entered into it, right?

For students who lack entertainment options, once he incorporates the concept of ranked ladder matches into the leaderboard, I wonder if Ravenclaw students will just do nothing and spend all their time grinding through problems.
After all the group members left, Li Wei picked up the "main unit" of the treasure book and prepared to go to the library.

Then, at the door, they saw an unexpected person—Filch.

"Professor—I succeeded!" His face beamed with joy, but he quickly became uneasy. "I'm sorry I couldn't tell you the news right away."

"It's nothing. Weren't you sick? I heard about it."

Li Wei waved his hand, inviting him into the office—he could roughly guess what the other man was there for, and coincidentally, he also wanted to see how the alchemical pistol had modified Filch.

As for modifying the manual, he can do that later—he should have enough time to finish it before the library closes.

Thinking of this, Li Wei felt a headache coming on again—if things continued to develop like this, it seemed like there really wouldn't be enough time.

He also planned to compile Filch's experiences into a manuscript and publish it in the Alchemy Monthly, and start participating in some activities in the magical world. He might also attend some external discussion meetings. Would he really have enough time?
Filch walked into Levi's office, looking around nervously and appearing quite reserved.

"sit down."

Li Wei casually invited him to sit down and had Barton bring him a cup of black tea.

Seeing his hands clasped together in a rather tense manner, he took the initiative to speak:
“I’ve heard about it—you’ve been able to successfully cast the Fluorescent Blink spell, haven’t you?”

Congratulations! This means you've truly taken one foot into the path of a wizard. Perhaps one day, you'll be able to use magic normally like other wizards.

"This—this is all thanks to—"

"No need for further thanks."

Li Wei reached out to stop him.

"Don't be completely at ease. Just because you successfully cast Fluorescent Flash doesn't mean you've escaped the limitations of the Squid."

"What's the meaning."

Upon hearing this, Filch's lingering joy vanished considerably, and he asked somewhat nervously.

Levi reached out and beckoned a new alchemical pistol, pointing the handle at Filch and gesturing for him to take it.

"Your body may only be adapted to the Fluorescent Flash spell, and may not perform as well with other spells."

The incantation inscribed inside this pistol is "Clear water like a spring," give it a try.

Filch took the alchemical pistol and nervously pulled the trigger. To his despair, nothing happened—the spell had not worked.

Doesn't this mean he's still a dud? Still a joke?
Filch began to feel desperate.

But when he caught a glimpse of Li Wei out of the corner of his eye, he found that the other man remained very calm, seemingly unsurprised by what was happening before him.

Yes, Professor Li Wei guessed from the beginning that things might turn out this way, so naturally he would have a solution.

Filch's hope was rekindled, and he looked at him expectantly.

"Disappointed—aren't you? You thought you were already a wizard."

Li Wei guessed what he was thinking and gently patted his shoulder. "Don't be too disappointed. Although you haven't completely succeeded yet, you're not far from becoming a true wizard."

“I know what you’re thinking—on the surface, it seems you’ve only spent a lot of effort learning a useless beginner spell and are still completely clueless about other magic.”

And your Squib trait hasn't changed, has it?

Filch nodded blankly.

"But the real change has already happened, you just haven't noticed it."

Levi signaled to Filch to reuse the pistol that contained the glowing spell.

As he pulled the trigger, magic was drawn to him spontaneously, and light reappeared before his eyes.

"You have already learned the first spell, and soon you will learn the second and the third. I guarantee that you will learn faster and faster—once you have learned all nine basic spells, you will definitely be able to become a true wizard."

Li Wei's words immediately roused Filch.

He was no longer confused.

“I understand, Professor Li Wei—I will try my best.”

"Okay, go ahead. Come find me again after you've learned the softening spell recorded on the new pistol. By the way, Filch, you're practically a wizard now, so there are some rules you need to follow."

Don't use magic on students, understand?

"I—I know, I'm the castle's caretaker, don't worry, I remember the school rules perfectly, I won't break them—that would only cause you trouble, wouldn't it?"

“I’m not afraid of trouble, Filch, I just don’t want—I taught you magic, and one day you use it for evil.”

Filch's expression turned extremely serious.

He solemnly guaranteed:

"Professor, rest assured, I would never do such a thing! I only yearn for magic and want to learn it—if one day I use magic to do evil, please just kill me then, I will have no complaints."

"Hmm—no need, I trust you—go ahead."

Levi saw Filch off.

With the matter settled, he sat on the sofa, exhaled softly, and pondered his own words.

If this alchemical pistol can really restore all the Squibs' spellcasting ability, then it would be a significant change.

There aren't many Squibs in the magical world.

The birth of a Squib is "extremely rare," akin to a "genetic mutation," and occurs far less frequently than that of a Muggle-born wizard.

There are only a few hundred Squibs in the entire British magical community.

Compared to people like Filch who insist on living in the wizarding world, many Squibs choose to live in the Muggle world in anonymity to avoid being ostracized. At least there, they won't be considered "defective products."

By promoting the alchemical pistol, these people's situation will change, and wizard families will no longer have to worry about producing duds.

Let's begin our first step in changing the magical world from the outside.
With that in mind, Li Wei picked up a quill pen and began to write at the table.

[Regarding alchemical intervention and treatment of Squirt spellcasting abilities]

(End of this chapter)