Hogwarts: A Chinese-Style Professor

Chapter 126 Are they learning the magic of love?
In fact, it wasn't just the students who were interested; many of the Hogwarts professors were also tempted.

Many people approached Li Wei, hoping to exchange some magical materials or props for a chance to experience the crown.

Li Wei agreed to everything as long as the attitude was good.

To be honest, the sensation caused by the crown was somewhat beyond his expectations.

However, rather than letting some people keep their thoughts to themselves, it might be better to let them experience it and understand that the crown is not as magical as they think.

Professor Flitwick gave him a magical amulet that could briefly enhance a wizard's concentration when activated.

Professor Sprout, who taught herbal medicine, provided him with a batch of homemade herbal medleys and a bag of refreshing tea made from lemon leaves and red sage leaves.

Professor Sybil Trelawney of the divination class talked to him in a cryptic manner for a long time, and finally, under Levi's gaze, he sheepishly produced a scarecrow that looked somewhat like him, saying that this thing could ward off one curse for him.

Although the gifts they gave were insignificant to Levi, being able to interact with professors he wasn't usually familiar with using the crown was still quite good for him.

He didn't really value the crown to begin with.

For him, this was like traveling; he spent a lot of money to visit tourist attractions, but the value of the trip didn't lie in the attractions themselves.

Professor McGonagall didn't give a gift; she only subtly mentioned that as the vice-principal, she needed to check the item for any potential safety hazards. Li Wei then directly asked her to use the crown's effect.

Levi always finds the expression on Professor McGonagall's face at that time amusing.

However, these phenomena did serve as a reminder to Li Wei.

If even the professors at Hogwarts are interested, wizards outside the turban would surely be even more excited if they knew of its existence.

However, although Hogwarts Castle seems to be open to anyone in the original books, its security measures are actually very comprehensive. Even if those people are tempted, they simply cannot get in—and if someone did manage to get in, things would be quite interesting.

As news of the crown spread, something extremely unusual happened within Hogwarts Castle.

Fourth-year students, regardless of gender or college, all act in a "love triangle" arrangement, with three people acting together.

Whether in class, after class, eating, doing homework, or under the spell of learning—no matter where you are, you can see students behaving intimately.

And without anyone reminding them, anyone could tell at a glance, "Oh—it's those fourth graders again."

They were either arm in arm or holding hands, always frowning as they carefully and attentively sensed something.

Even in the hallway, someone would occasionally shout, "Wait, I get it!"

Then you'll see two other students who are with him, excitedly taking his hand.

Even though—they were once sworn enemies, Gryffindor and Slytherin.

"Hey! Did you hear? A crazy love virus is spreading among the fourth graders—don't go near them or you'll get infected."

Listening to the surrounding discussion and looking at his brother, who even held hands with two male Slytherins while eating, Ron asked with a pained expression:
"So—are you two really dating? Like they say—a love triangle?"

“Not at all—” George said indifferently, using his free right hand to fork up a piece of beef and put it in his mouth.

"—Even though I've explained it to many people, they still spread rumors based on their own assumptions—"

"—A bunch of fools. They could never catch up with our spiritual level. Talking to them is a waste of precious time."

“I agree—those guys are definitely much dumber than you guys.”

George, echoing his two companions, quickly devoured the food on the table. Ron stared wide-eyed as the two Slytherin students followed his brother George in conversation, just like his twin brother Fred used to.
"Damn it—what happened to you guys—dude, didn't you say you would never turn into Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw?"

"Times have changed—Ron—you wouldn't understand."

Ron could hardly believe what he was seeing.

Not to mention him, even Hermione, who was focused on her studies, couldn't help but look up at him, then immediately lowered her head again.

Harry glanced at the three of them and asked:
"So what's the truth? Why did you do this?"

"In order to learn a spell as quickly as possible."

George replied to Harry, quickly finished the last piece of beef, and looked at the two people beside him—they put down their forks at almost the same time.

"I said—how about we practice some spells to help with digestion, you two?"

“I agree—George, the fact that you're saying this shows that you are indeed becoming better.”

"This means our chances of success have increased significantly."

The three of them stood up from the bench hand in hand, and even though they stumbled a little while walking, they insisted on not letting go, walking out sideways like a centipede that was connected together.

Ron even noticed that the two Slytherin students walking behind him were cooperating with Fred's movements so that he wouldn't trip over the hand he was being led out.

"Merlin's beard—what happened during the time I was unaware of?"

"Stop gloating, Ron."

Harry watched them leave, his brow furrowed slightly—although the three men's behavior seemed somewhat comical, the sense of oppression they exuded was something George had never given him before.

"Perhaps the professor is implementing a new teaching method with them—do you remember their drama classes from before—the one unique to fourth graders?"

"Oh—of course I remember. Everyone was so envious back then, and they even complained that the professor was unfair."

Ron grumbled, then quickly realized what he meant.

"You mean their unusual behavior is related to the new curriculum?"

"Of course—didn't your brother say they're learning a new spell?"

“Generally speaking, I don’t end up good after I believe what they say—but this time I think you’re right.”

Ron watched his brother George's departing figure, his gaze involuntarily sweeping across the auditorium—he wanted to see if his other brother, Fred, was doing the same.

He soon spotted Fred getting up in a hurry—two Slytherins were also sticking to him, and the three of them were in a similar state of sync.

"But—what kind of spell do they need to learn to do this? Love magic? Three men?"

"I don't know—but I believe we'll see sooner or later."

Harry touched the wand at his waist, then jumped up and walked out.

Hey—where are you going?

"A duel—someone has made eye contact with me."

(End of this chapter)