With extraordinary comprehension, I built a floating city at Hogwarts.

Because every time she appeared in the hallway, little wizards would clamor for her to sing.

Every time, Ai Wu couldn't resist teasing her and wanted to sing a song, which forced Levin to cover her mouth.

Just kidding, do you think you can just sing Carnival Dragon's songs whenever you want?

The moment she opens her mouth, the whole corridor will turn into a party.

As for Sirius Black, the stories about how he broke into the castle have become increasingly bizarre, with Hannah Abbott of Hufflepuff even speculating that Black would turn into a flowering bush.

However, no one guessed that Sirius Black was an illegal Animagus—Professor Remus Lupin did know, but he hadn't told anyone else yet.

The darkest speculation came from Professor Snape, who believed that Black was able to infiltrate Hogwarts because there was a mole within the institution, and that mole was undoubtedly Remus Lupin.

Dumbledore would not suspect the faculty and staff without reason, which made Snape very upset.

He carried this feeling into his Defense Against the Dark Arts class the next day.

When the Ravenclaws discovered that the person who appeared in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom was their Potions professor, Severus Snape, they were all stunned, while the Slytherins were overjoyed.

"Your Professor Lupin is sick and can't teach today, so he invited me to substitute for him." Snape grinned smugly as he said this.

"Professor Lu Ping didn't leave any records about what your class learned—so can anyone tell me what you learned?"

After saying that, he scanned the entire room with a dangerous look.

In this situation, all the young Ravenclaw wizards turned their attention to Levin.

The boy had no choice but to raise his hand. He was usually admired, so now it was time for him to step up.

Professor Snape narrowed his eyes. "Very well, Levin, tell me what's in your empty heads."

“Mr. Snape, we have already learned about Boggarts, Red Hats, Kaba, and Grindylows. Now we are preparing to challenge magical creatures with higher Ministry of Magic ratings,” Levin replied calmly.

All things considered, Professor Lupin is the only Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who has actually taught him anything since he entered Hogwarts.

But Snape clearly didn't think so.

"It seems you are easily satisfied. Lupin has hardly placed any high demands on you—I believe first-year students should be capable of handling Red Hat and Grindelwald. Today we will discuss—"

The young wizards watched curiously as he flipped through his textbooks, turning all the way to the last chapter.

“A werewolf,” Snape finally said.

“Now, everyone turn to page 394.” He glanced at the utterly shocked class. “All of you! Now!”

Although no one understood why Professor Snape did this, many guessed that it must be due to a personal feud between Professor Snape and Professor Lupin.

Faced with the menacing Professor Snape, the young wizards had no choice but to obey.

"Can anyone tell me how to distinguish between a werewolf and a real wolf?"

No one made a sound in the class after that.

The students sat taking notes on werewolves from their textbooks, while Snape paced back and forth between the desks, checking their work completed during Professor Lupin's classes.

The bell finally rang, but Professor Snape didn't let them leave.

“Each of you will write a paper and hand it to me on methods for identifying and killing werewolves. This topic should be written on two sheets of parchment and due Monday morning. Someone needs to take charge of this class.”

After the dreary Defense Against the Dark Arts class, came an even more dreary Halloween Eve.

On this day in the past, Hogwarts would have been brightly decorated and filled with a joyful atmosphere, but Black's invasion and the Dementors' mischief had dampened everyone's spirits.

This semester's Halloween party was the most boring one yet, with no Christmas decorations, no performances, and just Dumbledore's dry safety speech.

Only the delicious food on the table could soothe the young wizards' hearts.

When Levin returned to the lounge, he found the entire space filled with an uneasy atmosphere.

Black's invasion and the rampant Dementors were already deeply unsettling.

At this critical juncture, Professor Lupin, who represents "self-protection" and "fighting danger," actually took leave.

This was undoubtedly adding insult to injury for the young wizards.

“Professor Lupin banished the Dementors on the train, and I was hoping to ask him about the Patronus Charm,” Kevin said worriedly. “Why would he take leave under these circumstances?”

“I dare say Professor Snape would never teach us this,” Steve agreed. “He’s just looking to pick a fight with Professor Lupin.”

"But Professor Lupin wasn't the only one who drove away the Dementors on the train," Zhang Qiu couldn't help but point out.

"Levin was also involved, as were our seniors Ciri and Penelope. You can ask them for advice."

“That’s right!” Steve’s eyes lit up as he recalled his experience in the second half of last semester.

He looked at the boy beside him: "Levin, we're all counting on you!"

730 "What do you want to say?" Levin asked, puzzled.

“Look, the Dementors have now infiltrated the campus, ready to attack innocent people like us at any moment while they are hunting Black. Kevin and I are victims.”

Steve spoke loudly, attracting the attention of many young wizards in the common room, who all looked over and shared his sentiments.

Steve looked at Levin with pleading eyes. "I think that with everyone threatened by Dementors and our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor unable to help, it's essential that we find another way to learn the Patronus Charm. And you, Levin, are the best teacher. Could you teach us?"

“Steve is right,” Kevin added from the side. “Think about it, everyone. Think about the last few months of last semester. We all attended Levin’s Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Although he was our classmate, he was just as good as the professors when he taught.”

“Yes, yes!” the eaglets agreed wholeheartedly.

"Levin, teach us!"

"Please, please, help us!"

"We'd like to attend your classes like we did last semester!"

The young wizards, thinking of the Dementors hanging high above the academy, began to plead.

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Chapter 196 The Hands-Off Manager

Levin nodded after a moment's thought about the young wizards' request.

We've already covered Defense Against the Dark Arts last semester, what's one or two more lessons needed?

Beyond that, and more importantly, Black and the Dementors are the current sources of anxiety for the young wizards at Hogwarts.

Anyone who can resolve this anxiety for them will gain considerable goodwill and favor.

Study groups established under these circumstances are likely to develop into small cliques.

For example, the small circle Voldemort formed at school when he was still Riddle later developed into the Death Eaters.

The Dumbledore's Army that Harry will eventually establish also shows a tendency to become the Little Order of the Phoenix.

Of course, his current conditions are much better than those of Dumbledore's army in the future.

At least there's no need to hide or worry about the venue.

“Since you all want to learn the Patronus Charm, I’ll go ask Professor Flitwick for an empty classroom to practice the spell,” Levin said.

His words sparked a roar of cheers from the eaglets, nearly lifting the roof off the lounge.

Just do it.

The next morning, Levin found Professor Flitwick.

After hearing Levin's purpose, Professor Flitwick naturally supported him.

As the headmaster of Ravenclaw, he was delighted to see his students so motivated.

“I will ask Dumbledore to grant you a study group. Until then, the Charms classroom can be open to you during your free time.”

Although Professor Flitwick was not the principal, he still had the right to arrange his own classrooms.

“On behalf of my classmates, I thank you, Professor,” Levin said, then extended an invitation, “If you have time, you are welcome to come and provide guidance to our study group anytime.”

“Of course, of course, I will go.” Professor Flitwick agreed kindly, he couldn’t be more pleased with this student.

At lunchtime that day, when Levin sat down, he noticed that all the young Ravenclaw wizards around him were staring intently at him.

"What did Professor Flitwick say, Levin?" Steve asked eagerly.

When he asked this question, the entire Ravenclaw table was completely silent.

Not only the third-year Ravenclaw students, but many upperclassmen and lowerclassmen were eagerly awaiting Levin's answer. They all wanted to join the group that was going to start learning the Patronus Charm.

When Ravenclaw nodded, the crows cheered even louder, startling the other houses who peeked out to find out what had happened to Ravenclaw.

After lunch, Levin found Penelope and Cerira.

Both of them were in seventh grade, and they usually spent time together.

“Ciri, and Penelope, my study group needs your help,” Levin said bluntly.

“Of course, please feel free to give your orders.” Ciri always agreed with him.

Penelope looked at him reproachfully: "Why do you call me 'Senior Penelope'? That's too formal. It's hard for me to help you if you're like this."

Faced with his senior's teasing, Levin could only smile wryly: "Okay, Penelope... you are our student council president, with rich organizational experience. I need your help to manage the training camp participants."

“It is my honor to participate in establishing the most popular [Guardian Angel Spell] study group.” Penelope did not continue to decline.

“And you, Ciri,” Levin said, looking at the witch, “I hope you can serve as a teaching assistant for demonstrations in class.”

Ciri nodded and accepted the job.

"Great!" Seeing that they had all agreed, Levin clapped his hands happily. "In that case, some important work can be arranged."

"Currently, our group is missing a teaching aid for practicing spells. Perhaps after everyone has learned the Patronus Charm, I can personally capture a Dementor to practice with. But that's an advanced teaching aid."

“As an introductory teaching tool, I need a Boggart. I remember Professor Lupin’s Boggart hasn’t been destroyed yet, so I need someone to go to him and borrow it.”

"So, we already have work to do right after taking office?"

Penelope was left speechless, both amused and exasperated by Levin's antics. "So, you were just waiting for this, weren't you?"

Shireira, however, did not complain much. She simply looked at her female companion and asked, "Should you go or should I go?"

"I'd better go."

Seeing how stubborn her best friend was, Penelope had no choice but to agree, "I'm the student council president, and I deal with professors more often, so he'll probably agree more easily if I go."

She felt completely controlled by Levin and Cerira.

Cai Wen's hands-off (incompetent) managerial style is beginning to emerge.