Hogwarts: A Chinese-Style Professor

Chapter 69 Where am I, Professor Li Wei?

After eating until they were half full, the students finally had the energy to start discussing other things.

Inside the Great Hall, hushed discussions arose—but just before they escalated, Headmaster Dumbledore stood up.

He simply raised his hand slightly, and the entire auditorium fell silent instantly, all eyes fixed on him.

"We all owe a debt of gratitude to two people for being able to stand here safely today."

They successfully averted this crisis, preventing a potential disaster.

He paused, his gaze falling on Harry at the Gryffindor table.

"Harry Potter. With his keen insight, he discovered the hidden secrets and with extraordinary courage, he ventured into dangerous situations, once again demonstrating the qualities that Gryffindor should have!"

Without his collaboration with Professor Li Wei, this matter would never have been resolved so quickly.

For this, I'm awarding Gryffindor two hundred points!

As Dumbledore finished speaking, a deafening commotion erupted.

The Gryffindor students celebrated wildly, while the Ravenclaw students calmly calculated their scores—there was still one semester left, and at least four more exams to catch up.

The Slytherin students had gloomy eyes, pinning their hopes on their headmaster—Snape, who was sitting on the classroom seat, his backside feeling like it was being pricked by a needle, twisting and turning uncomfortably.

He had already learned the truth from Potter—it really was that kid who killed the Basilisk.

He really didn't understand why that kid Li Wei would do something so pointless.
Just to experience what it feels like to be petrified? When did that idiot become such a 'romantic' person?

How many excuses would he need to find to deduct 200 points?
Dumbledore raised a hand, and the Great Hall gradually quieted down again.

This time, his tone became much heavier.

"The second piece of news is also related to this."

Our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Professor Levi, was unfortunately petrified in this incident and will be temporarily unable to continue his duties as Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher until the mandrake matures.

"Therefore, I had to find a temporary replacement to take charge of the remaining courses for the semester."

Upon hearing this news, the crowd immediately stirred.

Dumbledore didn't rush to speak, choosing instead to give them some time to process what was happening.

The students' reactions appeared complex and fragmented.

The underachievers were overjoyed, delighted that they could slack off in the second half of the semester—Professor Dumbledore had made it very clear that it was only a temporary replacement, and they had nothing to worry about.

It would be good to take a break first, and then wait for Professor Li Wei to come back so they can work hard again.
The students who wanted to study hard showed shock and frustration on their faces.

The expressions of the older students were even more unpredictable; at this moment, even the most innocent Hufflepuff had an expression reminiscent of Snape.
They are under the most pressure during exams.

They might not have known before, but now that they know how much an excellent Defense Against the Dark Arts professor can affect their courses, how could they possibly take this news lightly?

If the new professor is incompetent, it would be a devastating blow to students whose dreams have been rekindled.

The cheering students noticed the reactions of others, and silently lowered their heads, ceasing their noise.

The atmosphere in the auditorium suddenly became somewhat cold.

Dumbledore watched all this with a smile—this very phenomenon proved that Livy was an excellent professor.

In just three months, he had won over the hearts of these students, even though he hadn't put in much effort before.

Considering Harry's previous performance against the Basilisk, Dumbledore had to reluctantly admit that Livy was far more skilled than him at educating students.

Professor McGonagall had clearly noticed this as well; her lips were pressed tightly together, and she felt sorry for Levi's petrification.

Seeing that the students had quieted down again, Dumbledore nodded and continued:
"In such a pressing situation, it is fortunate to have found an excellent replacement, and I am very grateful and lucky for his arrival. Starting next week, you will welcome a remarkable Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Professor Gilderoy Lockhart, a holder of the Order of Merlin, Level 3, an honorary member of the League Against the Dark Arts, and an internationally renowned author of several best-selling books."

"ah!!!"

Suddenly, the little witch's scream rang out in the hall.

The students became noisy again, and Hermione blushed when she heard the news.

Hermione, what's wrong?

"No—it's nothing, I'm just too shocked."

Before she met Professor Levi, Lockhart was always the person she admired most!

He is a powerful wizard who wrote many books based on his own experiences, including "Walking with Trolls," "Sailing with Vampires," and "Dancing with Werewolves"!
With him temporarily replacing Professor Li Wei, it's not a disgrace.

Clearly, Hermione is not alone in thinking this way.

Although they felt a little apologetic, many students simply put Levi out of their minds for the time being—although the homework-obsessed professor was very capable, he was still a step behind Professor Lockhart.

It's not that you're not good enough, it's just that Professor Lockhart is too dazzling, that's all.

Get some rest, then come back.

"Lockhart—it's him—are you kidding me?"

In the crowd, seventh-grader Paz Sisso suddenly stood up, his expression one of astonishment.

"Pas, what's wrong? Why do you look like that?"

"Yes, isn't this a good thing? Professor Lockhart may not be as good as Professor Levi, but he is still a powerful figure who has personally fought against countless dark creatures and written books about them. Perhaps having him teach us for a short period of time can bring us a different perspective?"

"What do you know?"

Paz felt anxious looking at his classmates who genuinely admired Lockhart.

Without Professor Levi, Hogwarts might as well have suspended classes; the Ministry of Magic might even consider postponing the exams.

This current development is undoubtedly the worst possible outcome.

He looked around and saw that some other well-informed people had the same expression as him.

He completely ignored the mixed-race group around him and gathered together those who reacted in the same way.

Professor Lockhart is outwardly very successful, and his resume far surpasses that of Professor Levi.

But in reality, the reputation of this person that he heard from his parents was not very good.

Letting someone like that teach him is tantamount to murdering his last crucial six months.

"Where is Professor Li Wei? Why was Professor Li Wei petrified by the monster in the secret room? With his strength, it's impossible for such a thing to happen. There must be something fishy going on here."

"So, Lockhart really has a problem? My father was rather vague at the time, only telling me not to be swayed by the superficial honors some people have."

“My parents told me outright that this guy was a good-for-nothing and that we absolutely couldn’t let him ruin my future studies—it’s just a mature mandrake, right? I’ll write to my family right now, and I don’t believe we can’t get one!”

Several senior students gathered together to exchange information, and the more they talked, the more their brows furrowed.

They need to prepare in advance.

The time they spent learning from Professor Levy was undoubtedly their most valuable gain from all their years at Hogwarts, and they would not allow anyone to hinder this process.

Every remaining day is precious; they must wake Professor Levi up as soon as possible and get rid of that nonsensical Lockhart!

(End of this chapter)