Hogwarts: A Chinese-Style Professor

Chapter 207 Unnecessary Sacrifice

The crack led to a dark passageway—Dumbledore and Levi's wands began to glow.

In the damp, asphalt-like light, the two ventured deeper and deeper, turning and twisting through the dark passages—Levy simply couldn't imagine how Dumbledore had discovered this place.
No wonder the other person seems so busy every day, barely managing school affairs—intervening in conflicts in the magical world, participating in events all over the world, and playing the world's biggest 'hide-and-seek' with Voldemort.

This is completely baffling.

Soon after, the two arrived at the end of the passage and stepped onto a large cave.

Dumbledore stood in the center of the cave, wand held high in his hand, slowly circling around as he carefully examined the cave walls and ceiling.

"Yes, this is the place."

Li Wei nodded without saying a word—he had already sensed it.

Every inch of air and every drop of lake water here is permeated with the malice of dark magic—he looked at Dumbledore, whose body was soaking wet—was the other completely immune to it, or was there some other deeper meaning?
“This is just the foyer, the entrance hall,” Dumbledore said after a moment. “We need to get inside. What’s blocking our way now is a trap set by Voldemort, not an obstacle set up by nature.”

Are you looking for a magic node?

Li Wei watched as he stroked the wall with his fingertips, chanting runes, seemingly trying to stimulate the magic within the wall.

“Let me handle this—it’s not my first time here, but the passageways always seem to change.”

"Alright—let's go in from here."

Dumbledore stepped back a few paces from the cave wall and pointed his wand at the rock.

Suddenly, the outline of an archway appeared, radiating a dazzling white light, as if a strong light was shining from behind the crack.

But the outline disappeared again in the next moment, and the rock was as hard and thick as before, with nothing on it.

“We need to pay a price to get through—even if it’s a low-level one.”

Dumbledore pulled a silver dagger from his robes. "Leave it to me."

"and many more--"

Li Wei looked at him, puzzled.

"What price?"

"Blood."

"That's why I said it's too low-level."

Dumbledore's tone was contemptuous, even disappointed, as if Voldemort had failed to meet Dumbledore's expectations.

"I believe you understand that the rationale is to weaken the opponent in order to gain entry."

Voldemort failed to understand once again that there are many things far more terrifying than physical harm.

"He's certainly not a threat, but I don't understand why you're going along with him?"

Dumbledore understood what Livy meant.

But he simply shook up the sleeves of his robe, revealing his forearms.

"Sometimes, some things are unavoidable."

As he spoke, he raised the dagger again.

"Snapped--"

Li Wei waved his hand, and the dagger in Dumbledore's hand was seized by invisible magic, quickly slipping from his grasp and flying out, spinning as it crashed to the ground.

"Headmaster, have you perhaps lost your mind from being soaked in that seawater laced with dark magic?"

Li Wei shook his head.

"A master of black magic laid a well-prepared trap here, and now you're telling me we have to walk right into it, just as he planned?"

"At the very least, you should let me try first."

With that, Li Wei took out his wand and pointed it at the location of the vanished archway.

"Sizzle—" A flash of lightning appeared, followed by a faint popping sound.

Immediately afterwards, the lightning rapidly grew and extended, transforming into a stable and dazzling blue arc of electricity, like a living blue lightning serpent, coiling around the wand and emitting a deep hum.

A subtle new scent filled the air.

As Li Wei continued to refine it, the blue electric arc compressed and condensed inward at a speed visible to the naked eye, gradually deepening from a bright blue to a blazing bright white—and finally, transforming into a breathtaking purple light.

The immense and destructive magic was forcibly confined to a very small area, emitting a piercing, tooth-grinding shriek.

An invisible current of air arose out of nowhere, turning into a gale that made the robes of the two people flutter wildly.

Dumbledore stood aside, quietly admiring the highly concentrated ball of lightning energy, his eyes filled with admiration—to be able to control the raging lightning element to this extent, perhaps only Livy in this world could do it.

In terms of mastery of magic, no one in the world can surpass him—and this is undoubtedly a manifestation of Li Wei's magical path—dissecting everything, starting from the foundation, understanding everything, and mastering everything.

"Om-!"

As Li Wei waved his wand, the purple lightning transformed into a dazzling six-pointed star ring of lightning, slowly rotating and flowing like liquid plasma, embedding itself into the wall.

The rock surface instantly became like water with pebbles thrown in, rippling violently in circles, and a series of deep humming sounds echoed throughout the cave, accompanied by a sudden thunderclap!

"The real location is not here."

Dumbledore offered a reminder.

"I know."

The two waited quietly.

A blinding red light gradually emanated from the stone wall, and runes leaped and flashed across the surface, only to be quickly obliterated by the extreme destructive force.

At a certain moment, the lightning bolt precisely seized that elusive node and quickly formed a miniature thunderbird-shaped mark on it—the lightning mark marker was already marked on it.

Li Wei spoke calmly:
"found it."

He held out his wand to Dumbledore, and the old man obediently reached out and took it.

"Snapped!"

The two of them disappeared instantly.

The next moment, guided by the Lightning Mark Beacon, the two passed through the rock wall and arrived at an unfamiliar place.

Li Wei took a look.

They were standing on the shore of a vast, black lake, its surface so wide and boundless that the opposite shore was nowhere in sight.

The cave they were in was very high; they couldn't see the top of the cave even when they looked up.

In the center of the lake, a hazy, emerald-green light shimmered, reflected in the still water below.

Apart from the green light and the glow from the two wands, the surroundings were completely shrouded in an impenetrable darkness—a darkness far denser and heavier than ordinary darkness, so thick that even the light of magic could not penetrate it.

"is it here?"

"Yes."

Dumbledore's voice sounded somewhat muffled.

Actually, he wouldn't mind bleeding a little.

"Let's move forward."

Their footsteps echoed as they pounded on the narrow rocks by the lake.

As they moved, the surrounding scenery remained unchanged: on one side were rough cave walls, and on the other side was an endless, smooth, mirror-like black lake.

The only thing they could sense was that they were indeed getting closer and closer to that green light.

(End of this chapter)