Hogwarts: A Chinese-Style Professor

Chapter 212 You Like Him
After failing to steal the Horcrux using a death row inmate, Li Wei temporarily abandoned his plan to forcibly obtain the Horcrux.

He understood Dumbledore's thoughts.

And there's nothing to be angry about.

Even Li Wei wished there were more people like Dumbledore in the world, and fewer like him or Voldemort.

Since the other party is unwilling, we should think of other ways.

Moreover, this way, he could also use the cave that Voldemort had set up to study dark magic properly—Voldemort was indeed an expert in this area.

By the way, could he bring Snape along too? After all, Snape is one of Dumbledore's spies, and Dumbledore himself told him that he could trust Snape.

That way, even if I take him to the cave, Dumbledore probably won't say anything.
Thinking it over and doing it—after the dueling club event ends tomorrow afternoon, Levi plans to invite Snape to go and take a look.

Late at night, in Li Wei's office.

An older, handsome man and a beautiful young woman sat on either side of the hall.

The person on the left was sitting on the sofa drinking tea and eating snacks, while the person on the right was writing something in a notebook with their head down. The two were clearly separated and neither of them said a word.

And they had been waiting for this for a long time.

Seeing that Li Wei hadn't returned after waiting for a while, Sirius was getting restless. Looking at the girl who had been quietly doing her research in the hall since dinner, he asked:
"Are you waiting for your professor? Do you know exactly when he'll be back?"

Jia Meier looked up from her open notebook, her bright eyes trembling slightly beneath her long eyelashes, a hint of displeasure at being disturbed flashing across them.

But considering that the seemingly unreliable middle-aged man in front of her was the professor's classmate, she still answered:

"It's the professor's right to decide what to do and when to do it. Unless he's not coming back tonight, he doesn't need to notify us."

"So you're just going to wait here? Isn't that a waste of time?"

Sirius continued to ask.

"Aren't you the same?"

Jia Meier didn't even look up; her gaze remained fixed on her laptop.

Sirius was amused by her retort—he wouldn't stoop to the level of a child, especially since the child was Li Wei's student.

However, being teased so bluntly by girls was something he hadn't experienced in a long time—before, apart from Lily saying a few words to him, everyone else would act like a lovesick fool, which annoyed him greatly.

Camille's aloof attitude, however, piqued Sirius's interest.

"Okay, you're right, I've been waiting too—since I'm the one asking for a favor, I should be more patient, shouldn't I?"

He shrugged, his tone relaxed. Although Camille didn't look up, Sirius clearly sensed that her mood had improved.

"Speaking of which, is Professor Li Wei always this elusive—"

Sensing the sharp gaze that Camille suddenly cast at him, Sirius quickly raised his hands to signal her to calm down.

"I mean—he always suddenly goes out and doesn't come back for ages?"

"The professor is very busy."

"What is he busy with? He's not working on teaching-related content—I mean, he's doing a really good job, but I don't see him putting much thought into it?"

"The professor's research areas are very broad."

Camille gave a brief reply, though she was already somewhat impatient—if she weren't waiting here for Levi to return for today's Legilimency training, or if Sirius wasn't talking about anything related to Levi, she would have turned and left. "How wide?"

Here we go again! It's always these thoughtless questions.

Camille's brow furrowed, veins bulging, and she slammed the notebook down on the table, looking intently at Sirius:

"First, I need to correct you on one point—the professor's teaching content is not just good, it's 'perfect'."

Furthermore, the professor hasn't restricted any of your activities. If you're interested in a person or a thing, you should first gain a basic understanding of it yourself, instead of coming here like a freak and bombarding everyone with questions.

"Relax, relax—"

Sirius saw the agitated girl and chuckled as he tried to calm her down.

"Alright, of course I know Li Wei is amazing—I've heard countless compliments about Professor Li Wei from my godson lately—so many that my ears are practically calloused—that's why I'm interested in him."

"Your godson is Harry Potter?"

"Yes—you know him too? After all, you're both outstanding young people, so you have things in common—"

“His judgment is not bad.” Camille interrupted Sirius directly, then gave him a disdainful look up and down. “But his godfather is not so good.”

Jia Meier stood up abruptly, ready to end the conversation—as time went on, the disgust she felt from continuing to talk to such a good-for-nothing with nothing but appearances had surpassed the joy of her daily lessons with the professor.

"Hey--!!!"

Sirius was genuinely angry now—you insulted me, I could let it go because you're young, but you dare to insult me ​​and my godson together? That won't do!

He was about to say something harsh, but then immediately realized that it wouldn't be effective enough—recalling their previous conversation, Sirius suddenly had an idea, his eyes darted around, and he said casually:
"Since Li Wei is so outstanding and so young, there must be many witches who like him, so why is he still single? Should I introduce him to a few potential partners?"

"Ceng—!"

Sirius felt a blur before his eyes, and the next moment, Camille had turned around and appeared in front of him at a speed he could not comprehend.

"What nonsense are you talking about! Do you know how many people the professor has rejected all along?"

He devotes all his time and energy to studying magic and teaching students, so he wouldn't bother with such superficial things!

She spoke quickly and urgently, her cheeks flushing crimson at a visible pace, looking breathtaking—if Harry were here, even though he was much more mature, he would definitely be stunned.

But only Sirius Black saw this scene. He had no interest in appreciating it at all. His smile grew wider and wider, almost reaching his ears.

"is it?"

He slowly took a sip of tea, deliberately drawing out his words:

"Not interested in love? Who knows? As far as I know, this guy was quite charming when he was young, but he always kept to himself, and his expression was always as stiff as a dried-up corpse. Not many witches dared to charge at him."

Who knows if he resisted temptation, or if he simply hasn't faced enough temptations? I know plenty of outstanding girls, all with different styles; I don't believe he could remain completely unmoved.

"Then go ahead and try! It'll just be a waste of your time—but I'm warning you, if you let some boring and shallow woman bother the professor, I'll definitely convince him to kick you out!"

After saying this, Jia Meier was about to leave in a huff when Sirius's deep voice suddenly rang out.

"you like him."

(End of this chapter)