Hogwarts: A Chinese-Style Professor

Chapter 208 You Have Lost Your Passion for Life
"let me find it."

As the two approached the shore, Dumbledore slowly moved his hand in the air.

A few seconds later, his hand snapped shut, precisely seizing a magical node in the air.

Dumbledore held that hand in mid-air, while raising his wand in his other hand and tapping his fist with the tip of the wand.

Immediately, a thick green copper chain emerged from the depths of the lake—followed by a small boat that appeared on the surface like a ghost.

"This ship must be under a spell; it can only carry one wizard at a time."

Dumbledore said.

"Do you want to sit first or last? Without it, the creatures in the water will attack us."

"So—I still want to ask that question: why do we have to act according to his rules?"

Li Wei approached the riverbank, crouched down, and gazed at the lake—his hand brushed across the surface, and the intense light forcefully broke through the black magic's veil, illuminating vast expanses of the lake.

And so he instantly met the gazes of a large number of dead people.

A few inches above the water lay dead bodies, their eyes wide open, hazy as if filled with spiderwebs, their hair and robes swirling and drifting around them like smoke—all staring at Li Wei, a truly horrifying sight.

"So many corpses? There must be several thousand."

“I think they are nothing to worry about—you know without me reminding you that they are afraid of light and warmth, which is exactly what you excel at.”

"That's interesting—would you mind waiting a bit?"

Li Wei stood up and looked at Dumbledore.

“Li Wei—we can actually get what we want by following the proper procedures—I don’t think we need to create unnecessary complications.”

Dumbledore's words were very tactful, but the meaning was clear—as long as we follow Voldemort's rules, we can easily get a Horcrux; it's better not to take any risks.

“My thoughts are completely different from yours, Dumbledore.”

Li Wei surveyed the area shrouded in dark magic, a look of感慨 (gan3kai3, a complex emotion encompassing both admiration and reflection) on his face—he wasn't as arrogant as Dumbledore, and was far more cautious—even now, he hadn't removed the Bubble Head Curse from his head, and Occlumency was constantly active, ensuring his soul remained unaffected.

Dumbledore's current state seemed quite strange to him—this reckless behavior was nothing like the 'Old Bee'.

A well-prepared magic master can play a role several times, or even ten times, greater than a sudden battle.

Not to mention, this place is essentially a mausoleum set up by a top black magic master, so you can't be too careful.

Dumbledore simply barged in and then blindly took all the traps—something that in games usually only happens when you're invincible or have unparalleled abilities.

Dumbledore is indeed very strong, but the difficulty of this dungeon is commensurate with his level. How can you just mess around like this?

"Something's not right with you."

Li Wei frowned, stared directly at Dumbledore, and unhesitatingly activated Legilimency.

Dumbledore was somewhat stunned, not understanding why Livy had suddenly done this—he hadn't completely let go of his mental defenses, but he still decisively revealed his wandering thoughts to Livy.

A faint yet indelible sense of weariness, carrying a hint of self-exile, flooded Li Wei's mind, accompanied by a calm that felt like surrendering to death.

Li Wei frowned and quickly expelled this disgusting negative energy.

“Headmaster, it seems there is indeed a flaw in your soul—your emotions have been amplified to some extent, can you feel it?” Dumbledore was about to persuade Levi to board the small boat again—upon hearing this, his body stiffened almost imperceptibly.

"What do you mean?"

Dumbledore was unusually stubborn.

Ignoring him, Li Wei returned to the shore, squatted down, and exposed his back to Dumbledore.

"This cave amplifies people's negative emotions—and you, I can't sense even a trace of enthusiasm for life from you."

It's unimaginable, but even though you are one of the most powerful wizards in the world, you are not happy—and this emotion has clearly been exploited by this cave—perhaps it started much earlier?

Voldemort's mastery over the soul was indeed formidable; even you were affected—but ultimately, you gave yourself the opportunity.

There was no sound coming from behind.

Li Wei felt a strong gaze fixed on him from behind.

But he didn't turn around; he simply dipped the tip of his wand into the dark lake.

One second. Two seconds
In the suffocating silence, everything seemed to freeze, except for Livy's wand still stirring magic beneath the water's surface, radiating a chilling aura.

"I just said our ideas are completely different—"

Li Wei didn't turn around and continued with the topic he had just been discussing.

"Faced with this place, you're only thinking about getting the Horcrux as soon as possible—but I'm thinking about much more."

In Eastern traditions, such places are often referred to as secret realms—although the treasure at the end isn't particularly appealing, and may even be useless to us, that doesn't mean the realm itself is without value.

Li Wei's calm voice drew Dumbledore's attention—he was indeed very interested in Li Wei's ideas, not to mention that what followed was undoubtedly a discussion of cutting-edge magic.

Although Dumbledore hasn't done this for many years—there are very few people in the world who can communicate with him on a magical level anymore.

"Whether it's the black water in the first level that's been cursed with black magic, or the protective array in the second level—well, that's how I describe it—or this cave shrouded in a strong aura of black magic."

"Don't you think that in the process of deciphering these things, it's also a dialogue between us and the Voldemort of the past?"

Li Wei's words startled Dumbledore, but he continued speaking.

"In fact, these dark magic spells are completely unguarded against us. We don't need to rush to crack them. Instead, we can learn from their principles. If I could, I would love to move this entire cave back to Hogwarts intact."

Let those arrogant fools see what they'll gradually become under the influence of cutting-edge dark magic—that might be more useful than months of classes.

Dumbledore leaned forward slightly—why did he feel like he had just been scolded as well?

But it must be said that Li Wei's words had already captured his attention—and with the other party's reminder, although he had not yet eliminated the possible interference of this cave on him, at least he could stop thinking about those things for the time being.

Dumbledore stepped over to Livy's side and, mimicking him, slowly crouched down to observe his behavior.

"You've made a fool of yourself—you want to deal with the corpse at the bottom of the water first?"

"Yes, look, they're already taking the bait."

As soon as Li Wei finished speaking, the entire lakebed began to boil violently!

(End of this chapter)