Hogwarts: A Chinese-Style Professor

Chapter 214 Advanced Learning Progress

"Regulus Black, is he your brother?"

Sirius was slightly taken aback upon hearing this—he hadn't expected to hear this name from Li Wei.

His jawline tightened slightly, but a mocking smile appeared on his face:
"He's my younger brother. Where did you hear that from?"

"It's nothing—I want to get to know him a little better first—do you know him?"

"Of course I know—he's been obedient since childhood, smart yet foolish—completely brainwashed by the pure-blood family system, and joined the Death Eaters at the age of sixteen—bowing and obeying have always been his forte, whether at home or outside."

But the Dark Lord is not someone to be trifled with. I suspect that after joining Voldemort, he was quickly abandoned by that madman and died in some hidden corner.

Li Wei neither agreed nor refuted, but threw his wizard's robe onto the hanger and continued to ask:

"Where did you get that locket box from?"

"Didn't I say before? In my old house."

"Specifically? Where exactly, and from whom? Did your grandfather know about this?"

Li Wei asked three questions in a row, which seemed quite abrupt, but his calm tone mitigated the effect—nevertheless, Sirius's brows furrowed.

It wasn't because he felt offended, but because he vaguely sensed something was amiss from Li Wei's attitude and questions—a possibility that made him waver.

Was his brother Regulus not as he knew him?
Sirius left home at sixteen, when his younger brother was only fourteen. If he wasn't as foolish as he thought, then...
"It was in the closet of the old house—its owner was most likely Kreacher, since he was the only one there—as for where he got it, I have no idea."

Sirius's voice sounded muffled.

But he still asked:
"So, what exactly happened? Ever since you got that locket, Dumbledore's and your attitudes have become incomprehensible to me. Is this matter—and related to Regulus?"

Li Wei had already thought about this matter on the way, so he didn't hide it and directly told her about seeing the corpse of Regulus in that strange cave.

"Is that so—" Sirius's tone lightened slightly, but this time there was no mockery, only calmness. "My foolish brother, even in death and as an Infernal, is still loyal to the Dark Lord?"

"No—it's not necessarily like that."

"What do you mean?"

Sirius's face was a little stiff.

Li Wei walked towards Jia Meier's room and knocked on the door—his assistant had been waiting until now, and he couldn't very well stand her up. Besides, it was important to maintain a habit; he shouldn't stop unless there was an irresistible force.

"You should rest first. Come here and wait for me at four o'clock tomorrow afternoon. We'll go to the Black family home together."

"Do we really have to wait until tomorrow? Hey, Li Wei, what exactly did you discover?"

Jia Meier came out of the room and walked with Li Wei toward the room where they trained in Occlumency.

"Don't rush, things need to be done one step at a time, you'll know tomorrow."

Li Wei waved his hand, closed the door, and locked it.

Sirius stared at the closed door, his earlier good mood from teasing Camille completely gone—a slight palpitation lingered in his chest, a feeling that wouldn't go away even after he returned to his room and lay down.
The next day, Levi approached Snape.

In the gloomy basement, in the gloomy room, the door opened a crack, revealing a gloomy face. "What brings you here?"

"I need you to go somewhere to research a magic potion."

"boom!"

Snape slammed the door shut.

It seems he's still angry about what happened with Sirius.

Okay, fine, I won't go then.

Li Wei was turned away but didn't pay much attention and returned to his office.

Before the afternoon group meeting began, he first reviewed the students' current learning progress.

Two weeks into the new school term, each grade has set new goals.

Because it's double the amount of classes, the continuity of the lessons and the students' obedience are increased a hundredfold, making it quite easy to train them—Li Wei guessed that this might be because the publicity had taken root in people's hearts, and there was also the effect of a large number of students and parents' 'word-of-mouth' during the summer vacation.

As for the first-graders who just enrolled this year, they are complete blank slates—and their learning progresses by leaps and bounds—they only need to clear their minds, follow Li Wei's pace, and complete Li Wei's assignments.

The more diligent students, in addition to their homework which takes an average of three hours to complete, spend several hours working through practice problems, and their progress can rival that of a dragon—although almost every student in every grade does this.

Those pure-blooded first-year students who had been trained by their families in advance wished they had a brain that could forget all the magical knowledge they had learned before.

Whether they are the 'mud race' they look down on or mixed-race, they are progressing at a speed that was previously unimaginable to them.

In just half a month—equivalent to a month's course in the previous semester—first-year students have learned fourteen basic spells and have begun to fully promote the process of maximizing the effects of the basic spells.

During this process, Li Wei noticed that different students had completely different learning speeds for different basic spells—a phenomenon that greatly interested him. These students were clearly blank slates, so what exactly affected their learning speed?

While observing this phenomenon during class, we adopted a two-pronged approach, prioritizing each student's mastery of the spells they were good at, and then gradually guiding them to become proficient in other spells.

For the second and third grade semester tasks, Li Wei initially set the goal to maximize the effect of the basic spells, and to further master the progress of three intermediate spells.

They did a decent job—but the first and second graders were catching up so quickly that it put a lot of pressure on every third-year student.

Because they had wasted a year, they didn't have much of an advantage over the younger students, and the first and second-year students hadn't been corrupted by other professors—they absorbed Levi's knowledge much faster than they did, to the point of almost 'blind obedience'.

According to Li Wei's deduction, if they continue at this learning pace as first graders, they will probably be able to complete the entire year's worth of learning in second and third graders by the middle of the semester.
What's even more tragic for third graders is that this cascading pressure comes to an abrupt end in fourth grade—everyone knows that fourth grade is the happiest and most relaxed year for classes.

that's the truth.

Under the premise of "superstitious belief" in Professor Li Wei's teaching results, the fourth-year students showed an amazing dedication to the drama class they had dreamed of last year. Their selfless and even frenzied performance had reached the point that passing students felt "possessed" when they heard the sound.

The Slytherin students stated seriously that this assessment was absolutely not based on jealousy.

Outside of class, a cult of personality surrounding Professor Levi has sprung up within the house—their actions are so subtle that only Snape noticed the phenomenon, but he would never tell Levi or anyone else.

(End of this chapter)