Hogwarts: A Chinese-Style Professor

Chapter 166 The Silent Li Wei

Cairo, Alchemy Research Center.

Inside the Star Hall, President Nebamon sat in the main seat with his eyes slightly closed.

He appeared calm and collected, but in reality, his heart was as restless as the assistant pacing back and forth in front of him.
"Master Dumbledore, it's almost time, hasn't Master Livy arrived yet?"

Dumbledore was somewhat surprised to be seated in the guest of honor's seat.

As far as he knew, Li Wei was not an unpunctual person—in fact, he was an excessively punctual one.

He glanced at the time; there were only three minutes left until the agreed-upon time for the medal conferment.

Even if they were going to hold a checkpoint, it shouldn't be this particular time and place. "Didn't the people you assigned find him?"

Although there were no specially arranged people to greet and wait for guests, the staff in the hall all knew that there was an important award ceremony today, and they would naturally go to guide Li Wei when they saw him.

But now
"Only two of Master Livy's assistants were found—they said that Professor Livy had already left with a guide, this..."

The secretary-general's expression was rather unpleasant. Judging from his appearance, he was clearly worried that Master Li Wei might be ambushed by villains—if that were the case, the Alchemy Association would lose face big time.

"If that's the case, then something must have happened that caused the delay, so there's no need to worry."

Dumbledore remained calm, even sporting a smile that appeared "carefree" to others.

"Master Dumbledore, this is not something to be without worry about."

"Am I late? I'm so sorry."

A somewhat weak voice rang out.

But this person was not Li Wei, but Nick Lemaître, the former president of the Alchemist Guild, who was already retired.

In fact, he wasn't here to receive the medal today—he had originally intended to secretly observe Li Wei from a corner, but then he noticed the commotion in the crowd and came over to check the situation.

"Master Lemaître, you've arrived too!"

The secretary-general was pleasantly surprised but also somewhat frightened. Even the president, Nebamon, couldn't sit still any longer—if Master Liwei didn't show up soon, the situation might get complicated.

"Has Master Li Wei not arrived yet? Perhaps he encountered some difficulties on the way?"

"I'll go find him; maybe something really has gone wrong."

As the final three minutes ticked away, Dumbledore thought for a moment and then stood up.
Although he didn't think anyone could put Li Wei in danger, the fact that the usually punctual person was late meant that he must have been entangled in some kind of trouble.

"Boom."

Just as the group was about to split up to search for Li Wei, a rumbling thunder suddenly came from the distant sky.

"What is that?!"

Amid exclamations of surprise, the once bright and sunny sky completely changed color—stripes of dark clouds spread out amidst rumbling thunder, displaying a force that seemed to swallow the heavens. The sunlight that had illuminated the entire hall was instantly plunged into darkness.

"Clang—Clang—!"

A thunderous roar shook the heavens and the earth, and a flash of blue lightning briefly illuminated the room, revealing the astonished and uncertain expressions on the faces of the alchemists in the hall. Under the blue light, everyone's face looked somewhat eerie.

But everyone present understood that the most bizarre thing was the sudden change in weather. This abrupt change in extreme weather could not be explained by natural meteorology.

"Is someone using a large-scale weather spell? What is their purpose?"

Dumbledore and Nico came outside the hall and looked anxiously through the window at the exaggerated celestial phenomena outside.

He instinctively felt that this was related to Li Wei.

The secretary-general followed behind the group, moving quickly through the crowd—this sudden change in the celestial phenomena was clearly the work of a wizard, and he needed to send someone to find out what had happened. At this crucial juncture of awarding medals, the disappearance of the recipients was absurd enough; they couldn't afford any more major surprises. There were quite a few guests present today.

If it weren't for the half-hour grace period allowed in the agreed-upon awarding time, doubts would likely have already been raised.

Just then, a deafening dragon roar came from afar.

Even though the sound was muffled by the distance of ten thousand meters, every listener was startled.

A dragon's roar?!
Dumbledore's expression turned completely serious.

The sound seemed somewhat like that of an adult Hungarian hornet davidii, but upon closer listening, it also seemed to be different.

Just now, he felt a magical aggregate, more concentrated than he could have imagined, explode.
"boom------"

As the earth trembled, the rumbling of the earth's veins came from afar, accompanied by rolling yellow sand.

And this was merely the first aftershock of that explosion.

Dumbledore and Nico exchanged a glance, their expressions extremely grave!
"Snapped!"

The next moment, the two figures disappeared from the spot at the same time.

In the heart of the sandstorm, where thunder roared.

Li Wei's crimson figure stood proudly alone.

As for the enemy who had been standing in front of him, he had long since disappeared.

However, there was no joy on his face after the victory; instead, his expression was quite complicated.
Li Wei looked around—the desolate Thorn Courtyard had been completely annihilated by the lightning. Inside the collapsed walls and castle, there were remnants of violent energy everywhere. Dark lightning had turned into liquid, flowing on the ground and flashing continuously.

The small world protected by the Curse of Loyalty was completely broken. The massive magical energy stirred up the aura, and black tornadoes formed all around, almost destroying the world and presenting an apocalyptic scene.

Li Wei simply looked down at the two silent figures lying beside him.
His previous statement was not false.

He studied thunder magic for too short a time, less than a month.

He only had time to understand the basic principle of activating the body with electricity and to perfect the magical structure of the palm lightning attack for rapid single-target attacks.

However, the even more advanced large-scale magical Qilin is still just a concept:
By using fire as a casting medium, a large amount of water vapor in the air is evaporated, and the water vapor will spontaneously enter the atmosphere.

The longer the battle with the enemy lasts, the more obvious the changes in the celestial phenomena become. If the enemy is powerful enough to kill a phoenix constructed of fire, this effect will be amplified.

He then combined the principles of weather spells, manipulated lightning, and used shapeshifting to imbue it with spirituality—thus obtaining the Qilin Thunder Magic, a combination of pure magic and the power of natural lightning.

Finally, using lightning as a guide, the Qilin is triggered to attack—once locked on, the Qilin will launch its attack within a fraction of a second, faster than the speed of sound, making it impossible for anyone to dodge.

But this is just a hypothetical scenario.

In reality, Li Wei never conducted any experiments.

This inevitably leads to his insufficient control over this powerful magic—the more powerful the magic, the more precise the control required.

This attempt at creating the Qilin was undoubtedly a failure.

When Li Wei first used it, he was prepared to use his armor to protect himself and to withstand the impact of the magic with his bare body—in his mind, even if he won this time, it would be a Pyrrhic victory.

But at the crucial final moment, it was the two silent ones who regained consciousness who took the initiative to protect him—amidst the roars of the Qilin filling the sky, he heard the plea of ​​the two children.

"Please don't hurt my brother."

(End of this chapter)