Hogwarts: A Chinese-Style Professor

Chapter 159 Are You Listening?
Lupin's breathing gradually became heavy.

He realized something—although this still needed to be verified, it seemed that with Li Wei around, he really didn't need to worry about the impact of his werewolf identity.

So, accepting this administrator job doesn't seem like such an unacceptable thing?
Rather, it was a job that Lupin had always dreamed of—it allowed him to return to his dream fortress and live a life several times more stable than the outside world.

Moreover, as long as he hides himself well, the students and other professors here will not discover his werewolf identity.
He may no longer have to live under the prejudiced gaze of others.

His emotions were so volatile that Professor McGonagall noticed his facial expressions, and she certainly hoped that someone like Lupin could find a good place to go.

So, she smiled and said:
"400 Galleons a year might be a bit low a reward for a wizard of your caliber—"

"—No, I'm very satisfied!"

Lu Ping quickly replied.

"So it's settled then?"

Okay—alright.

Judging from his appearance, it seemed as if someone was forcing him.

But Professor McGonagall understood that Lupin simply still harbored concerns.

Having resolved the issue of the 'new administrator,' Professor McGonagall began to worry about the 'old administrator.'

But that was her original reason for coming to find Li Wei.

Without regard for Lupin's presence, Professor McGonagall directly asked Levi:

“Filch and I made a request—he wanted to receive the same education as this year’s new first-year students, which I felt was clearly not possible.”

But he's an old Hogwarts student, and I can't just refuse him outright or kick him out. What are your thoughts on this?"

Now it was Lupin's turn to quietly observe the others.

He knew Professor McGonagall very well—although they had different tasks in the Order of the Phoenix, her personality and style were very distinct, giving the impression that she would never change no matter how much time passed. Well, that didn't seem to be entirely true.

I always felt that she was much gentler than I was when she spoke to Li Wei—well, it must be my imagination, judging from her expression, wasn't she just as serious?
"Hmm—I understand your thinking. It's definitely not right for him to study with the young wizards."

Levi knew what Professor McGonagall was thinking—this matter was indeed somewhat delicate.

"How about a compromise? Hogwarts' library is open to Filch as well, so he can freely study what he needs and continue living in his original dormitory."

Furthermore, he can ask any professor for help during his free time—I can give him a study list so he can systematically follow his goals and avoid feeling lost.

"Well, that's the only way. We can't let him be so old and still taking correspondence courses with other wizards. It's not only very expensive, but also risky."

Professor McGonagall expressed her gratitude to Levi with some embarrassment—in the end, she had diverted some of Levi's attention to other matters.

Fortunately, the matter has been resolved, and she seemed relieved when she left.

After saying goodbye to Professor McGonagall in the auditorium, Levi led a somewhat uneasy Lupin to his office.

Filch's small dormitory remains his own—as for Lupin, Levi plans to create an extra workspace for him next to his office using the Unseen Stretch Charm, with a separate door so he won't run into his assistants.

If it were the old Li Wei, he would probably have treated Lupin as his temporary assistant and given him a private room in his office.

But now, he's starting to wonder if this will cause inconvenience to his two assistants.

Meanwhile, Lupin himself is an introverted person, and perhaps the three of them won't necessarily click. Opening the door, Joe Willy, Camille, and Barton were standing not far away—they had already received word of Lupin's arrival.

Li Wei stood between them, introduced them to each other, and then led Lu Ping directly into the office.

Whether considering his personality or Lupin's thoughts, he felt that starting work right now would be the quickest thing to do.

When two men are working together, there's no need for unnecessary small talk.

Li Wei pointed to the workbench.

"This is where you will work from now on."

He then pointed to the door on the east wall.

“That’s your room. When you come to or leave the office, you can walk out of the room through the door so you won’t run into anyone.”

After thinking for a moment, he simply opened the door and showed Lu Ping around.

Inside was a bright and tidy house, about 30 square meters in size, furnished with a bed, a bookshelf, a set of desks and chairs, and other utensils.

"The furniture is all brand new. If you need anything else, just tell Barton and he'll take care of it for you."

"Feel free to ask him anything; there's no need to be polite. After all, he's the only one who has easy access to the campus."

"very good already."

Lupin spoke cautiously.

Li Wei didn't care—some things always take time.

He took Lupin back to the workshop and used a blackboard and parchment to explain to Lupin the steps of making the alchemical pistol.

Logically speaking, as long as the principle of magic activation is maintained, there is no need to specifically make it into the shape of a gun.

But since this method had succeeded, and the action of pulling the trigger seemed to have a real guiding significance, Li Wei preserved this form.

Lupin had thought he would be taking on some assistant work right away—but seeing how meticulously Li Wei taught him, most of his unease disappeared.

During the lecture, he couldn't help but observe what Levi had to say—he was truly a reliable person, unlike anyone he had ever met in the magical world.

As for James and Sirius during their student days, they were both impulsive types who would rush into doing whatever came to mind without even making a basic plan.

"First, we need to choose a metal alloy with a high affinity for magic—usually a mixture of mithril and bronze."

Li Wei pointed to several metal ingots gleaming faintly on the workbench.

"It is melted into a liquid state using a constant-temperature flame and poured into this specially made mold. After shaping, it forms a hollow gun body base, which is the foundation for all subsequent processes. Are you listening?"

"Ah—yes—I'm listening!"

Whether it was the scenery of the campus outside the window or not, Lu Ping suddenly felt as if he had returned to his student days, and felt the embarrassment of being called on by the teacher for daydreaming.

　The story is about to enter an original plot with a drastically different art style. About one in four readers will find it hard to accept. If you don't want to risk having your mood ruined, you can skip to chapter 174 and start the third semester plot directly without affecting your understanding of the story.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)