Hogwarts: A Chinese-Style Professor

Chapter 127 An Unexpected Sensation

The story about the fourth-grade students became increasingly outrageous, eventually reaching a point where even Vice Principal Professor McGonagall was worried.

She couldn't help but call out to Li Wei on an ordinary afternoon and ask him for the truth—after learning the truth, she was both amused and exasperated.

"So—they were competing to see who could learn the spell first, in order to gain a chance to touch the crown—were those actions really just to cultivate teamwork?"

"Yes—and as far as I know, it has been very effective."

Whether it's the tacit understanding between them or resolving the differences between different colleges
Thinking of this, Li Wei smiled.

Yes—no one's efforts will be in vain.

During this school year, all Hogwarts students have undergone transformative changes—changes that will ultimately benefit them.

In mid-May, Livy's paper, which he sent to the Alchemy Monthly, was published.

It caused a sensation as soon as it was published—the owls that delivered letters to Hogwarts that day almost filled the Owl Shack.

He received inquiries from people in different parts of the wizarding world. These people had different professions and lived in different places, but they were all concerned about one thing—could Squibs really be cured? Could they also treat their family members, regardless of the cost?

He also received some warnings.

I don't know who sent the shouting letter, but the language was quite rude.

"You filthy half-breed, how dare you make such a thing—"

Li Wei destroyed it immediately upon hearing the first sentence.

He had no interest in listening to other people's insults, nor did he heed their possible warnings.

Those who are anxious are only that group of people.

The self-proclaimed noble purebloods seem to believe that Squibs born into their families are not unfortunate beings, but rather magically inferior individuals who should be expelled.

It seems that there are far more Squibs living in the magical world than the statistics suggest.

And just as Levi had predicted, Filch was learning spells at an increasingly rapid pace.

It took him several months to learn the Fluorescent Flash at first, but he learned the Softening Charm in less than half a month.

Then came the next spell—the Cutting Spell—which took only a week to complete.

Then it was five days—three days—one day—until, under Li Wei's guidance, he used the last basic spell in just one hour.

This means that, with the help of nine alchemical tools, Filch has truly and completely mastered the ability to cast spells.

Even Dumbledore paid close attention to this matter—after confirming that Livy had indeed succeeded, a happy smile appeared on his face—not for himself, but for those Squibs who had been forced to leave their families.

At the end of May, the final paper, "Intervention and Treatment of Alchemy's Ability to Cast Spells on Dumbs," was published, officially confirming the effectiveness of this therapy for dumbs.

It caused a global sensation.

Owls once again flooded Owlshaw, and many people even went to Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic to request a personal audience with Master Levy.

Yes, with just this one achievement, Li Wei has already been hailed as the alchemist of the new century—even if he himself doesn't think so.

The British Ministry of Magic belatedly realized that a remarkable figure had emerged within its ranks, and began intensive negotiations with the Wizengamo Council to determine what achievements should be bestowed upon Levi.

"Fudge wants to see me?"

Inside Dumbledore's office, Levi looked at him with some surprise. "You seem to have some issues with him?"

“What do you think? I’m hailed by them as the second despicable Helbo, the most evil dark wizard—so much so that the greatest white wizard personally arrested me.”

Who likes having such a title attached to them?
He was diligently studying dark magic at the base and had never harmed anyone when he was suddenly arrested by Dumbledore who descended from the sky.

Dumbledore was amused by Livy's words.

"If that's the case, I apologize to you on his behalf—Fudge is actually a pretty good person, although he can be a bit timid at times."

Li Wei raised an eyebrow—in his mind, there weren't many good people in the Ministry of Magic.

"It sounds like Fudge is your political mouthpiece?"

"It's not as exaggerated as you say—I just think that the magic world can recover and thrive under his leadership."

In Li Wei's view, Dumbledore's statement was tantamount to an admission that he was supporting Fudge.

However, considering the Minister of Magic's actions, Levi believed he was clearly unreliable—and Dumbledore might not be able to control him.

For example, Hagrid, the gamekeeper—as the Basilisk incident escalated, his wand was temporarily confiscated by the Ministry of Magic, and he was placed under close guard.

Did Dumbledore attempt this, or did he tacitly approve of it happening?

"So, what is it that Fudge wants to see me about? Why do you have to come and deliver it personally?"

"You don't need to be so wary—that's a good thing."

He wanted to see for himself what the new alchemy master was like, and also to clear up any misunderstandings you might have had—the Auror and you had met so many times before, and he was worried that you might have had some friction and left a bad impression on you.

“You’re in high demand now. He’s a little worried that you might lose faith in the Ministry of Magic in the country because of what happened before, and then move to another country.”

Although Livy thought Dumbledore's political sense was poor, coincidentally, Dumbledore also felt that Livy was too oblivious to this matter.

"We may have underestimated this matter—you can't imagine how many old friends have recently reached out to me through connections."

If it weren't for them, I would never have imagined that so many duds roamed the world, many of whom still carried noble bloodlines.

"A noble bloodline? It seems that the problem of abandoned babies in the magical world is much more serious than I thought."

"All I can say is that some families do lack the courage and ability to face the gaze of others."

Dumbledore said something that seemed to be defending someone.

"In any case, the alchemical tool you invented is indeed a great thing, and you are fully worthy of the title of 'master'."

"When do you plan to officially begin mass production of this item?"

"My original plan was to acquire a shop during the summer and then find an agent to help me handle this matter."

But it seems that you, and some others, are already quite impatient.

Dumbledore made no attempt to hide his thoughts—he genuinely hoped that the offspring of some of his friends could receive help as soon as possible.

Many of them had contributed their efforts in the war, and Dumbledore could not ignore their needs.

(End of this chapter)