Hogwarts: A Chinese-Style Professor

Chapter 169 Just because of a dud?

In the exquisite courtyard, twenty-four children were scattered on the grass, their eyes blankly chasing butterflies fluttering among the trees.

In the center of the courtyard, Nott, who had narrowly escaped death, had afternoon tea with her twin sisters, still shaken by the experience.

"I really owe you all this time—I owe you a favor."

Despite his reluctance, Nott couldn't bring himself to say anything harsh, given the terrible state the two were in.

Of course, his own situation wasn't much better, and it was similar to the other two.

The two girls merely transferred their life and magic to him through magical conversion, preventing his death but not completely curing him.

But once he is freed from the pursuit of the Thunder, their unique magical life qualities will allow them to slowly heal their remaining injuries under the influence of magic.

"Don't mention it. We are all God's children, sharing the same blood and magic. It's essential for us to help each other."

Vera Caro, the older sister, gently blew on the scalding hot black tea, her movements still appearing elegant even though her skin was nearly chapped.

"Don't mention it! We've healed your injuries this time, so my sister and I won't have to worry about regaining our strength for years. You owe us a huge favor!"

Nott's sister, Yuri Caro, clenched her fist in a warning gesture—a look of guilt flashed in Nott's eyes as he looked at the chapped skin on her hands.

The sacrifice they made to turn the two women, who were once like goddesses, into their current ugly state was immense, and he himself couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache, as if a rare masterpiece had been destroyed.

But Yuri clearly didn't care about that and immediately urged:
"So what exactly happened? Tell us quickly! If they're ganging up on you, we'll stand up for you!"

Upon hearing this, Nott looked embarrassed, but still told them everything that had happened at the manor.

They all knew about Livy's invention and had already reached a conclusion—such alchemical tools would affect the legitimacy of purebloods and must be kept under their control or eliminated.

The original plan was to have the clan leaders take action, but they turned out to be so incompetent. No, that's always been their style; they just ran into a tough opponent this time.

"That Professor Li Wei has actually reached the legendary realm? Unbelievable! According to the information, he's only 32 years old, right? What method did he use?"

Vera's eyes showed a thoughtful expression—the other party had reached the legendary realm at such a young age; he might possess both talent and perseverance, but he must also have an extremely strong lineage.
She had a rebellious thought in her heart that she didn't voice.

For a wizard who is not from a pure-blood family to reach such a height in his youth solely through his own accumulation—his inherited knowledge is clearly superior to that of the Seven Saints. But where did this inherited knowledge come from?

Could it be some extraordinary encounter?
"Is the legendary wizard really that powerful? Even sixteen Obscurians couldn't defeat him? Isn't that the glory of pureblood destined to be tainted?"

Yuri propped her chin up with one hand, picked up a tomato-shaped piece of cake, stuffed it into her mouth, and chewed it with a vicious expression.

"Unfortunately, this matter does seem to have become unavoidable."

Vera put down her teacup and looked at Nott again.

"Since Li Wei is so powerful, what are your plans?"

Nott's eyes revealed resentment, and he said unhappily:

“You don’t need to ask me specifically. I understand what you’re thinking—it was wrong of me to expose the existence of the Seven Saints. I shouldn’t have acted impulsively. Do whatever you want to do next.”

Vera nodded and continued:

“I will pass on a message to the other descendants of the saints: minimize unnecessary activities until we have successfully realized the ideals of our ancestors—with this place of refuge, he cannot find us. You should stay here with us for the time being, and then we will find an opportunity to make peace with him.”

Alchemy Guild.

After a somewhat lengthy speech by the association president, Li Wei was officially appointed as the honorary chairman of the Alchemy Association in front of a host of guests.

He bent down, and Nico personally placed a purple ribbon medal around his neck. The medal had a triangle with a circle in the center and a small figure holding a wand around the edge.

The magic camera flashed, smoothly capturing the scene, which became the headline of the Daily Prophet the next day.

After the awarding of medals, there was a banquet for free exchange. Li Wei, as the main guest, was forced to perform for a while—the parents and relatives of the dud kept coming up to him, tearfully recounting how great his invention was.

But in reality, most of them were just using this as an excuse to get to know Li Wei.

Li Wei quickly grew tired of all of this.

He had to admit that at that moment he missed the tranquility of Hogwarts.

Half an hour later, he made an excuse to leave the room. At Dumbledore's signal, he left the hall and went to another room where Nico was already waiting.

"This is a very tricky matter."

Dumbledore was the first to utter a pointless statement.

But Li Wei understood what he meant.

If the Seven Saints are hiding behind the purebloods, then these people are not easy to deal with—the magical world is, in effect, controlled by pureblood families.

Whether it's the Ministry of Magic, Hogwarts, or the Alchemy Guild, although the population of the Twenty-Eight Holy Races is decreasing, many pure-bloods have already chosen to marry outside the family, ensuring the continuation of their bloodline and allowing their pure-blood children to inherit the family business.

If this matter were to be investigated, the entire wizarding world would be thrown into turmoil—even Dumbledore couldn't do that.

This will cause widespread panic, and with the help of those with ulterior motives, the situation will become completely chaotic.

“I tried to steal the thoughts of several purebloods, and they had no concept of the Seven Sacred Descendants—perhaps this secret is only passed down among the pureblood patriarchs.”

Dumbledore looked somewhat worried—the unknown enemy is always the most terrifying.

Nico added:
"As far as I know, this organization called the Seven Saints has never appeared in the magical world—they are indeed quite cautious."

He looked at Li Wei with admiration and approval in his eyes.

"If it weren't for Professor Li Wei's research, which made the purebloods feel that their status was threatened, this organization would probably never have come to the fore and would have remained hidden in the background."

"Thank you for your recognition—"

Li Wei nodded slightly, but his thoughts were elsewhere—assuming that the Seven Saints' Descendants organization had been passed down through many generations and remained hidden behind the scenes, then what they were plotting must be quite significant.

Why did these people come out of hiding just because he changed the living environment of the Squibs?
"It seems that you don't have a clear enough understanding of your research focus."

Nico noticed Levi's confusion and explained with a light laugh.

(End of this chapter)