Hogwarts: A Chinese-Style Professor

Chapter 3 Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor?

Inside a knowledge society in London, England.

Levi and Dumbledore sat facing each other, both letting go of their wands.

All around them were ruins, ravaged by storms and frost.

The chaotic magic dissipated here, yet the two people at the center of the storm were surprisingly calm.

"Would lemon black tea be alright?"

"Okay—thank you."

Dumbledore thanked the house-elf beside him.

Barton forcefully exhaled two streams of air from his nostrils, placed a cup of lemon black tea in front of Dumbledore, added several large spoonfuls of white sugar, and stirred it along with the ice cubes.

"Oh~~~"

Dumbledore watched him with a smile, not stopping this seemingly reckless act.

Li Wei shook his head calmly and took the initiative to speak.

"Professor, it seems I have your approval? May I ask what the third option is?"

Before the fight, Dumbledore gave Levi three options.

1. If you give up dark magic and never learn or spread it again, Dumbledore will intervene and communicate with the Ministry of Magic to lift the arrest warrant for Levi.

2. He resisted to the end, and was then personally captured by Dumbledore and imprisoned in Azkaban.

Third, we should wait until after the fight and decide based on Li Wei's performance.

Li Wei rejected the first option without hesitation; he would not stagnate on the path of magic.

He naturally didn't want to choose the second option either—although he was confident he could escape from Dumbledore, he wasn't sure he could protect his two assistants.

Moreover, even if he escapes this time, Dumbledore will likely consider him a dangerous target, and his future activities will probably be greatly interfered with.

As for risking his life, he hadn't considered it—fighting Dumbledore was pointless, and risking his life would be even more foolish.

Therefore, only the third option remains.

"Ah."

Dumbledore finally took his attention away from Barton and, under the other's gaze, smiled and drank half a cup of the cloyingly sweet lemon tea in one gulp.

"Drinking something cold occasionally is indeed quite nice, but I'm getting on in years, so I have to take it easy."

Dumbledore appeared relaxed on the surface, but his deep blue eyes held a hidden brilliance.

After their exchange, he realized that the young man before him had reached a crucial level, and was probably only one step away from becoming a legend.

Such a genius remained unknown in the magical world until recently when he came to the attention of the Ministry of Magic?

"Would you mind telling me about your two assistants? And that unique spell you just used—was it called the Three Talents Formation?"

"can."

"His name is Qiao Weili, he is 24 years old. He was rescued after I destroyed an underground auction, and he was also my first disciple. He has great talent."

As Levi introduced him, Joe stepped out from behind him and greeted Dumbledore.

"Master Dumbledore, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Hello—good child

Dumbledore narrowed his eyes, as if he could see the scars hidden under Jowell's clothes. His expression was gentle. He believed that Levi could completely remove these scars, but this boy named Jowell seemed to have his own stubbornness.
"Her name is Jia Meier, she is 18 years old, her parents are unknown, and she is burdened with some kind of mysterious curse. She is currently learning from me in order to find a way to break the curse."

"Can you let me see it?"

Upon hearing the curse, Dumbledore picked up his wand again.

Upon hearing this, Jia Meier hesitated and looked at Li Wei.

"It would be wonderful if Professor Dumbledore could lend a hand."

Li Wei nodded slightly to his disciple.

Upon hearing this, Jia Meier silently stepped forward and rolled up her right sleeve—slightly above her wrist, there was a black crescent moon imprinted on it, which looked very mysterious.

"A professor?"

Dumbledore belatedly realized the uniqueness of Livy's address, and his state of mind unconsciously became more peaceful—the low-key and polite student from many years ago, even after more than a decade of change, seemed to remain exactly the same as before.

At least, he still respected his former teachers. Dumbledore's mind was in turmoil as he raised his hand and waved his wand at Camille.

"Unfortunately, I am also unable to unravel the mystery of this curse."

Dumbledore put away his wand, let out a soft breath, and looked on with curiosity about the curse on Camille.

"However, I can confirm that this curse will not harm her."

"Well, so far, apart from the fact that this curse erases her emotions every month, we haven't found any other negative effects."

"Eliminate emotions?" Dumbledore asked, somewhat puzzled.

“Yes, every month her memories of the past are erased—the memories still exist, but in her senses those things become very distant, and she no longer feels anything.”

“It doesn’t affect anything. Even if my feelings for my teacher are erased every month, I will still sincerely admire him in the new month.”

Camille delivered her declaration expressionlessly and stepped back behind Livy.

Dumbledore sensed something and gave Livy a teasing look.

Li Wei kept his eyes down and didn't react to his teasing at all.

When Dumbledore saw that he didn't respond, he thought of the house the other person used to belong to and belatedly realized that the other person probably didn't like this kind of 'waste of time' small talk.

So, he finally decided to get to the point.

"In any case, you have taught these two students very well. I can feel the stable and powerful magic emanating from them."

"Yes, I did put a lot of effort into them, but I guess it's a kind of mutual learning."

Li Wei accepted Dumbledore's praise without batting an eye, as if it were a matter of course and an inevitable achievement.

"Learning from each other? You mean teachers learn from students?"

Dumbledore was somewhat surprised by Livy's point of view—he had met many outstanding people, but often the more outstanding a person was, the more arrogant they were, and they often found it difficult to accept or admit that they might not be as good as others.

Not to mention, they are not as good as his own disciples.

"There is a sequence to learning, and each profession has its own expertise."

Li Wei suddenly spoke in perfect English, a language that was somewhat unfamiliar to Dumbledore.

"This is an old Chinese saying that means that there are different times when one can understand a principle, and different academic skills have their own areas of expertise."

Therefore, a disciple is not necessarily inferior to a teacher, nor does a teacher need to be superior to a disciple in every aspect.

In fact, my knowledge of curses is mostly theoretical; I don't have much practical experience. I usually discuss them with Jia Meier.

"After all, curses don't find their targets so easily, do they?"

Dumbledore liked the humble answer and made a pointed remark.

"Yes, although we can use white mice instead, the effect is not ideal. I still have a lot to learn on the path of cursing."

“You’re too modest, Li Wei. Even without studying dark magic, you’re already a remarkable magic master.”

Dumbledore took a sip of red tea and turned his gaze to the two students standing quietly behind Li Wei.

Is it fair to say that disciples follow their teachers?
The three of them, master and disciples, were truly cut from the same mold, calm and reserved.

Looking at them, Dumbledore saw the moon reflected on the lake on a winter night, their calm demeanor concealing a profound and unfathomable beauty.

Even he couldn't help but genuinely admire the three of them at this moment.

It would be such a waste if such a talented person went astray—Dumbledore suddenly had a premonition.

Turmoil was imminent, and it was at this very moment that he discovered Li Wei.

In the future, Li Wei may very well become an important part of it!
Thinking of this, Dumbledore put down his tea, his deep blue eyes reflecting Li Wei's tall and straight figure.

"The third path I'm offering you is an invitation."

"As the headmaster of Hogwarts, I would like to invite you to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to serve as the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

You may continue your research on dark magic under my supervision, but you must no longer dabble in the three Unforgivable Curses.

Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?

Li Wei, who was sitting upright, suddenly stiffened.

(End of this chapter)