Hogwarts: A Chinese-Style Professor

Chapter 92 Unexpected Scenery

Hogwarts is very quiet at night.

Li Wei's figure moved swiftly through the night corridor—each step he took created blue ripples on the ground, the powerful recoil propelling his body forward at breakneck speed.

Because he had to rush back to train with Jia Meier later, his movements seemed a little hurried.

The weather was lovely today. Moonlight streamed through the castle's arched windows, creating dim lattices of light with floating dust motes visible within.

"It was a similar scene to the last night outing, but because I had something on my mind, my mood was completely different. Isn't that obvious?"

As Li Wei thought this, he suddenly found the scenery before him boring and just wanted to speed up and finish the rest of the day's work.

Just as he was about to step into the next corner, a noise suddenly came from the corner of the corridor, which was only separated by a wall.

It's nighttime now, who would be talking inside the castle? Aren't they afraid Filch will hear?

Li Wei raised an eyebrow and waved his wand.

Transparent ripples shimmered around him, blending his figure into nature.

As they got closer, the voice became clearer—it was the administrator, Filch's voice.

It seems he caught the little wizard who was out at night.

Li Wei went closer and saw that a student was indeed being held by the arm by Filch and unable to escape.

He's a first-year student, what's his name again? Layton Chiggins?

This is unbelievable! Even first-graders are daring to go out alone at night now?

Or did everyone else escape, and he was the only one who was caught?

Li Wei shook his head, showing little interest in such matters, and simply ignored them.

But just then, he suddenly heard Filch's fierce but cowardly voice coming from behind him.

"I can pretend I didn't see you today, neither informing your professor nor causing your college to lose points, but you have to answer one question for me!"

His shadow, cast by the moonlight on the wall, looked both menacing and eerie.

"Wh-what problem?"

Levi heard Chiggins' voice trembling—no lower-grade student was afraid of Filch.

As the castle's caretaker, he was notorious.

"How do you understand the spell 'Flash of Light'?"

"Wha-what?"

There was a hint of uncertainty in Chiggins' voice.

"Fluorescent Flash! Lumos! Didn't you learn this spell in class?!"

Filch's voice became agitated.

It seems that even he himself felt it was a very embarrassing thing to ask a first-year student for such a simple spell.

Not to mention the other party's hesitation at this moment.

"Oh—of course I've studied it."

Chiggins' voice no longer trembled.

"What's your understanding of the spell's flashing light? It's just a spell used for lighting."

Chiggins' gaze shifted to the kerosene lamp that Filch was holding.

"Just like you use a kerosene lamp, we use fluorescent lights when we feel it's too dark to see clearly. It's that simple."

Filch's gaze shifted to his kerosene lamp, lost in thought.

His voice sounded as if squeezed from deep within his throat, muffled and strained:

"You can go now. Just remember not to get caught by me next time, or I won't be so lenient with you then."

"real?!"

Chiggins looked like he was about to jump up.

Today was his first time going out at night. He only ran away because he couldn't resist his roommate's persuasion. Who would have thought that he would be caught on his first try and then released so easily?

This is something he can brag about for several semesters!
"Why aren't you leaving? Do you want me to take you to see your dean?"

"No"

Chiggins looked Filch up and down, scratched his head, and said, "What I just said was my own idea, but Professors Flitwick and Levi also taught us this spell. Would you like to hear it?"

"No need, I've already audited their classes."

"Go back now, kid. Don't tell anyone about the question I asked you today, or I'll definitely come after you, understand?"

Filch's hard lines softened, and he waved his hand.

According to Li Wei's instructions, what he needs to learn first is to think like a wizard. How to make a spell stronger and better is not what he needs to consider right now.

Of course, he had already tried to audit every professor's class, but it didn't really help him.

What might be most important to Filch is what Chiggins said today.

His gaze fell on the kerosene lamp he was carrying, and then he turned the knob on the lamp head to extinguish it.

Li Wei watched him walk through the darkness, gripping his alchemical pistol tightly, repeatedly trying to pull the trigger.
After Filch's figure disappeared completely around the corner, Levi emerged from the moonlight, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

Just now, he witnessed a strange story—a dark, brooding Squib driven mad by years of jealousy actually managed to forcibly correct his twisted soul for the sake of magic.

No—perhaps that's why everything makes so much sense.
Li Wei let out a soft breath, turned around, and continued on his way.

But all he could think about was the image of Filch stumbling and walking in the dark.

If he had transmigrated into the body of a Squib without the ability to cast spells, instead of a wizard, he would probably have craved magic even more than Filch.
Li Wei began to try to believe.

He gradually felt a strong premonition that someone who was so earnest in his pursuit of magic would surely receive a response.
Within a month, Felch will definitely be able to completely overcome the limitation of the dud.

Thinking of this, Li Wei's previously heavy steps became lighter.

He wasn't happy that Filch had learned magic, nor was he happy about the change in Filch's personality.

Seeing people devoutly pursuing magic made him happy in itself.

Looking further ahead, the night view, which he had previously paid no attention to, now presented a different kind of mystery, exerting a fatal attraction on him.

It seems that even if you're not in a good mood, you'll always encounter interesting things if you keep experiencing them.

Li Wei felt the magic flowing slowly through his body along with his mood, and his body's progress towards becoming legendary surged dramatically at this moment!

When Levi arrived at the top of Ravenclaw Tower, Helena was already there—she was still floating in the same spot where she and Levi had last admired the moon.

Not far behind her, another transparent figure was quietly watching her from the corner of the wall.

Li Wei's arrival broke the tranquility of the place.

"You're the Blood Man Barrow?"

Barrow, covered in blood, turned his head and looked at Li Wei with a rather unfriendly expression.

"Are you a professor at the castle? What do you need me for?"

Helena, who was some distance away, noticed the commotion and quickly floated over—which made the Blood Man Barrow forget about Levi for a moment.

"It's nothing. I just heard about what happened between you and Helena, so I have a proposal to make."

He recounted the punishment inflicted on Barrow the Blood Man.

"Helena, do you agree too? As long as I am punished every day, you will come to see me every day?"

He looked at Helena in disbelief.

"I won't come to see you every day, but only after you've been punished enough times, understand?"

Helena spoke to him in a harsh tone, but to the Blood Man Barrow, it sounded like heavenly music.

His gaze toward Li Wei became more serious.

"I don't think I have a reason to refuse. Whatever the punishment, as long as it can make Helena forgive me, then go ahead and do it."

Li Wei nodded and led the two back to his office, where he began to plan the punishment for Blood Man Barrow.

The thought that he could find the legendary divine artifact crown after completing this task warmed Li Wei's heart somewhat.

Ravenclaw's crown, a legendary treasure that grants wizards wisdom.

It is a divine artifact of paramount importance throughout the entire history of magic.

Aside from the powerful Elder Wand and the Gryffindor sword that could grow, in Levi's mind there was no other object that could compare to it.

And he will soon be able to obtain such a divine artifact.

(End of this chapter)