Hogwarts: A Chinese-Style Professor

Chapter 295 Professor Snape smiled?
"Black Magic"

Harry stood in the middle of the crowd, listening to their discussion, unable to erase the shock from his face.

Upon seeing this notice board, he even felt a surge of anger that was almost uncontrollable—his parents had been killed by dark magic, so why would Hogwarts openly teach dark magic?
But now he was able to control his emotions. Harry persuaded himself to calm down and tried to think about the deeper meaning. Professor Levy never did anything meaningless.

Moreover, as his disciple, even though it wasn't stated openly, he shouldn't question his teacher's decision—even if it didn't seem reasonable at first glance.

Listening to the chattering around him, Harry frowned, deep in thought, trying to come to some conclusions.
But soon, a cold snort sounded behind him—the voice was icy and slippery, like a snake brushing against the nerves of the brain, sending chills down one's spine.

"Humph!"

Upon hearing the hum, Harry instinctively turned to the side—a handsome figure carrying a cool-toned perfume, a fresh scent of mistletoe, disinfectant, shampoo, and shower gel wafted into Harry's nostrils.

He snapped out of his reverie and saw Professor Snape walk in front of the students—who, like him, instinctively made way for him.

Although Professor Snape no longer deliberately mocks his students and his attitude has become much gentler, he still intentionally deducts points from the other three houses. However, due to his good looks and expertise in skincare products, he has won over the hearts of almost all the young witches.

As for the boys, their initial fear and disgust towards Snape gradually transformed into a love-hate relationship.

And that's why, even though Snape was standing in front of the bulletin board, the students didn't leave—the bolder ones even stared at him, trying to observe his reaction.

They saw that Professor Snape's lips, which had been tightly pursed, opened slightly involuntarily the moment he saw the contents of the notice board, and his pupils contracted sharply.

The Slytherin students watched this scene with hope—although they greatly respected Professor Levy, their vision and perspective were not as far-sighted and selfless as his.

If possible, they would prefer that dark magic be passed down privately within the family as a form of pure-blood honor, rather than allowing all students to learn it equally—even if the learning conditions are so high.

But in reality, given the current level of achievement of Hogwarts students—even among this year's fifth-year students, there are more than ten students who have reached this goal.

Not to mention the fourth graders and lower grades, who received excellent guidance from Levi’s Education from an early age.

It was entirely predictable that they would meet Professor Levi's requirements in fifth grade.

This made them feel fear and confusion about their future for the first time—even when Li Wei combined the four colleges into one class, they had never had such thoughts.

Are the high-level, top-secret magical knowledge passed down from our ancestors really going to be leaked so easily?

Soon, students noticed Snape's change; Professor Snape was actually trembling all over.

Could it be that he is extremely angry?
The students looked up at his elegant new robe and were then subjected to their second major shock of the day.

Professor Snape was actually laughing!

"Um--?"

Snape sensed the sudden silence around him, snapped out of his elation, and coldly surveyed the students around him—they all had their heads down or were whistling, pretending they hadn't been looking at him.

"snort--!"

Snape snorted and left with a flick of his sleeve.

Even Harry could sense that Snape's snort was completely different from his previous coldness; instead, it was filled with a happy yet suppressed feeling—Snape was very happy.

Why? Because Professor Levi is preparing to teach black magic.
But what does this have to do with him?
Everyone knows that he has always coveted the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. Doesn't the fact that Professor Levi can teach dark magic mean that he has completely secured his position?
Of course, in fact, no one thought that Professor Snape could compete with Professor Levy—they even thought that the position of professor was completely unworthy of Professor Levy—perhaps vice-principal or principal would be more suitable.
But neither Professor McGonagall nor Headmaster Dumbledore wanted to be replaced.

Moreover, what if Professor Levi becomes the principal and stops teaching them? That would be like the fear of the resurrected Mystic for the young wizards.

Of course, the mysterious man had already been completely killed by the savior.

It's as if Professor Levi will never stop teaching them.

At the very least—at the very least, hold on until I graduate!

"Hey! Harry!"

Thanks to the path paved by Snape, Hermione and Ron found Harry.

"Shall we talk somewhere else?" "Of course—I was just thinking of having a chat with you."

Harry nodded solemnly at Hermione's suggestion.

The three left the castle and went to discuss something under a big tree by the Black Lake.

"What do you think?"

Harry asked, but after glancing at Ron, his gaze went straight to Hermione.

"I don't have any thoughts. Anyway, according to the professor's requirements, I probably won't be able to attend his advanced class by the time I'm in fifth grade."

Ron was the first to speak, waving his hand and then putting his hands behind his head, leaning leisurely against the tree.

Harry and Hermione glanced at him together—for some reason, they found Ron's demeanor somewhat irritating. What gave him the right to be so nonchalant?
"I think the professor must have had a deeper meaning in doing this."

Hermione made the first definitive statement.

Harry nodded solemnly, while Ron yawned silently—in the past, he would have said, "That's a no-brainer," but now, what was wrong with letting Hermione start?

She will definitely share more insights later.

Speaking of which, Ron thinks he still has a chance to get an 'O' in the OWL exams if he puts his mind to it, with Charms, Transfiguration, and Defense Against the Dark Arts.

But is it a bit too much to ask people to get an O in History of Magic and Potions?
As Ron listened to Hermione's speculations, he pondered his own unspoken troubles.

"But what's the deeper meaning, Hermione? Dark magic is evil and dangerous magic, everyone knows that—even Dumbledore opposed wizards learning it, let alone the other professors."

“But that’s all we’ve heard, isn’t it?” Hermione responded to Harry’s question, frowning. “In fact, we know nothing about the Dark Magic.”

"So, you think the professor hopes to break through this unknown for us?"

"I'm afraid that's how it is, and learning black magic is something that naturally happens after you've reached a certain stage of your goals."

“Of course?” Harry’s eyes widened, unable to believe Hermione would say that. “That’s Dark Magic.”

Faced with his reaction, Hermione couldn't help but sigh and shake her head, saying:

“Harry, if you think so, then everyone else must think so too—I’m increasingly convinced that it’s necessary for Professor Levy to make us all aware of the Dark Magic.”

"Hermione, do you know anything about dark magic?" Ron interjected.

"I don't know much more than you do."

Hermione shook her head and continued:
"However, through studying the content shared by students and professors in the study guide, I learned a lot of secrets about the history of magic, including some inexplicable anecdotes."

Hermione's face turned an unnatural red when she said this.

"But I can still vaguely confirm one thing from the clues—all great wizards have studied the dark magic in depth—including Dumbledore!"

Ron straightened up immediately, and Harry looked on incredulously.

Hermione simply said calmly:

"This is perfectly normal—do you remember Professor Levi's theory of magic learning?"

Once you've mastered the five stages of spellcasting and become proficient in the beginner, intermediate, and advanced spells in sequence, how do you think we can further improve ourselves?

Harry and Ron hadn't thought that far ahead, and stared blankly at Hermione—yes, how to improve themselves?
Hermione couldn't help but sigh again and said:
"Alchemy, black magic, ancient runes—these are simply ways to find opportunities in other branches of the cosmology."

Black magic is closely related to our existing magic system and involves curses and souls, making it undoubtedly the best choice.

Therefore, I think Professor Li Wei's approach is currently in line with his philosophy—however, whether this behavior is actually good or bad remains to be seen after it begins.

After persuading the two, Hermione's eyes were filled with determination—no matter what Harry and Ron did, she would absolutely not miss this learning opportunity!
(End of this chapter)