Hogwarts: A Chinese-Style Professor

Chapter 131 Professor McGonagall's Concession

When Li Wei arrived at Professor McGonagall's office, she was sitting behind her desk, working on documents with her head down, her square glasses gleaming warmly in the sunlight.

"Professor McGonagall, I heard you were looking for me?"

Li Wei sat opposite her, turning his head to look out the window.

It was late May, and the last trace of chill in the air had faded. From Professor McGonagall's office, one could see the Quidditch pitch and the Black Lake, with a few fluffy white clouds drifting slowly overhead.

"You've arrived—Li Wei, there's something I'd like to discuss with you."

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and followed Levi's gaze to the young wizards outside the window—the first-year wizards were under pressure, but the lightest of them were currently laughing excitedly as they flew through Quidditch flying lessons.

After studying with Li Wei for nearly a year, even the slowest student had mastered most of the skills of flying.

At this time, the flight lessons were more like an extracurricular activity for them than a class, so they were very happy and temporarily forgot about their heavy schoolwork and the allure of the crown.

Professor McGonagall wanted to protect that smile—even if it meant sacrificing some of her learning efficiency.

Having thought of this, she made up her mind and said to Li Wei:

"You've heard about what happened in the auditorium, haven't you?"

"You mean the incident where the third-year students almost got into a brawl in the auditorium?"

“That’s right—Li Wei, we can’t let the situation continue to develop like this.”

Professor McGonagall tried her best to make her tone tactful.

"The students are under too much academic pressure. If this continues, they will eventually be ignited and explode by the pressure. There is still a month left in the semester, and I can't even imagine what they will do."

"how do you want to do it."

Instead of offering an explanation, Li Wei directly asked Professor McGonagall for her opinion.

His compliant attitude made Professor McGonagall pause slightly, then she continued:

"I absolutely do not mean to blame you, I just want to ask if you have any good solutions to this situation?"

In fact, Professor McGonagall didn't think there was a solution to this problem—or rather, she believed the only solution was to reduce the students' workload.

Reducing homework and slowing down class intensity—and the biggest source of all this pressure is Li Wei.

Therefore, she had to make things clear with Levi and let him bring it up himself—Professor McGonagall didn't want this to upset Levi at all.

But to everyone's surprise, Li Wei actually offered her a solution.

"Students have indeed been under a lot of pressure lately."

But Li Wei doesn't think it was caused by his homework or the content of his class.

It is because those students saw hope and set expectations for themselves that they became nervous and anxious when the results of a year's hard work were about to be presented.

"How about this? Instead of blocking, let's guide them. How about we give them a channel to express themselves freely?"

"Specifically—how to do it?"

"Today is May 25th, so let's set the date for May 30th and make that day a day of freedom."

"A day of freedom?"

Professor McGonagall sensed something was wrong.

"Yes—they want to fight, right? Fighting in the auditorium alone isn't enough. Let's set a date and have all the students participate so they can have a good fight."

The students from the four houses divided into four factions and began a chaotic free-for-all on that day—except for the prohibition of using direct damaging spells and going to the Forbidden Forest, there were no other restrictions; they fought however they wanted, until they were all fed up with each other.

“This—this is too reckless.” Professor McGonagall’s first instinct was to refuse—in fact, she would have been angry if anyone other than Levi had made this suggestion to her.

"What do you want this place to become, a dueling arena or a battlefield?"
Li Wei, I don't like the bias you're showing now—times have changed, and we shouldn't be using those old, barbaric methods to educate students.

"I'm just proposing a solution—Professor, if you can't accept it, then forget it."

Li Wei waved his hand, not particularly insistent on his position.

Professor McGonagall was unaware of the impending return of the Wizarding World and believed that a new era of peace had begun, which is understandable.

As for resisting the mysterious man, these students' hard work over the past few years is not enough to make a difference; the real challenge lies with him and Dumbledore.

"In addition, what I'm proposing is a short-term solution—as for the problem of students being under too much pressure, starting next semester, I will slow down the pace of classes and reduce their homework and practical intensity."

Li Wei doesn't say he adheres to or doesn't adhere to his teaching methods—he simply follows his current ideas.

Since Professor McGonagall felt it was inappropriate, he decided to revise it according to her suggestion—he didn't have any particular ideals he wanted to implement in these children, so there was no need for him to insist on it.

Ultimately, he was just a professor, while Professor McGonagall was the vice-principal—the school's educational policy was determined by her, and Levi had no intention of usurping the position.

Moreover, the other party's starting point is not entirely wrong—perhaps switching between the two teaching models would be better for the young wizards.

Professor McGonagall's expression softened after hearing Levi's words.

After calming down, she began to realize that she had gone too far—she could see the students' progress and changes, and many times she felt genuinely happy and delighted for the young wizards' progress.

How can we forget Li Wei's outstanding achievements as a professor over the past year just because some bad signs have been discovered?

Thinking of this, she pursed her lips even tighter.

"All right--"

She spoke with difficulty.

"I'll ask Headmaster Dumbledore for his opinion on this day of freedom—if he agrees."

In order not to disappoint Li Wei, she decided to make some concessions—although Professor McGonagall was not too willing at the time.

"However, if I discover any bad signs, I will immediately stop the activity and never mention it again."

"Of course—you're the vice principal, so you're in charge."

Li Wei shrugged, seemingly unconcerned about all of this.

"In that case, I'll go first."

He stood up to take his leave.

Professor McGonagall watched his retreating figure, hesitant to speak.

As for the outcome of her conversation with Dumbledore...
That evening, a new notice appeared in the common room of the four colleges.

A Day of Freedom

It is hereby scheduled for May 30th.

All school staff and professors are given a day off, except for house-elves who are allowed to use magic anywhere in the castle, including the Great Hall, except in the Forbidden Forest.

Whether you want to duel, cause mischief, renovate the castle, or find a quiet place to study, it's all up to you.

The school's motto today is:

Absolute freedom, with no taboos.

(End of this chapter)