Hogwarts: A Chinese-Style Professor

Chapter 233 That guy is really amazing

The chat group trend quickly spread to the professors.

After careful consideration, Professor McGonagall, urged by Flitwick, finally approached Levi—she hoped to popularize the problem-solving guide among professors as well.

Li Wei had no objections—after all, the Sub-Book was easy to make and the materials weren't expensive—nevertheless, Professor McGonagall, on behalf of the school, purchased it from Li Wei for ten Galleons each, ensuring that each professor had a copy.

Professor Flitwick immediately created the "Charms Studies Office (Extended Version)" upon receiving the documents, announcing a fixed time each day for online Q&A sessions and extending some excellent classroom discussions into the group.

Many professors followed suit after hearing about this.

Snape abhorred this, believing it distracted students from the cauldrons they should be focusing on, and forbade its use in Potions class.

However, in private, potion-making recipes began to be distributed and passed around in Slytherin's small group—because 'damn Levy' didn't have an anonymity function, Snape had to ask Malfoy to help him pass them on a second time.

Their actions also served as a reminder to Li Wei.

However, he didn't have any particular groups he wanted to create or join. He just created a study group and a small group for himself and his two assistants.

At this moment, he thought of the 25 disciples he had previously recruited. Because of Dumbledore's request, Livy had already disbanded them. If he could give each of them a book and solve the communication problem, perhaps they could still have a chance to be together in the future.

However, by the time that day comes, the practice guide might already be widely used throughout the British magical community.
why not?
Li Wei thought for a while—hmm, there must be a lot of troublesome things to do inside, just thinking about it gives me a headache.

However, he didn't need to do these things himself.

With that in mind, he wrote three letters and sent them out—one to the Alchemist Guild headquarters, one to Dumbledore, and one to the Ministry of Magic.

As for him—he didn't care about anything else, he only solved the problem of 'signal base stations'.

Solving this problem is easy; simply transmit the magical effects of the Magic Book 'host' through the expander and transferor, allowing the signal to propagate through magic.

It might be difficult in a physical sense, but with magic, all you need are two or three appropriate spells—let others worry about these things.

Li Wei wrote down the principles and casually saved them—he could simply wait for the Alchemy Guild or the Ministry of Magic officials to come to him and then hand them over.

If even this small matter cannot be handled well, then the development of the magical world should wait a while longer—according to Levi's vision, to completely change the magical world, it will take at least the efforts of a generation of elite young people.

If you convert it, that's roughly seven generations of seventh-grade students—once the first batch of students takes over the central ecosystem of the magic world, the other students will become the lifeblood, continuously injecting power into this decaying magic world.

All he had to do was make every drop of blood stronger and more thoughtful.

Li Wei wasn't afraid that anyone might go astray—students he had educated for seven years could not possibly go astray.

If there really is a Slytherin brat who is inherently evil like Voldemort, then Levi will either have to decide whether he committed any serious crimes during his time at school and then eliminate him directly, or he will have to wait until he graduates before eliminating him himself.

With him and Dumbledore around, the wizarding world won't collapse.

"Ugh."

Thinking of this, Li Wei couldn't help but sigh—a few thoughts would pop into his head and a whole host of things to do would appear.

The leisurely days of teaching and researching magic seemed to be coming to a complete end—Levy was beginning to understand what Dumbledore meant when he said that his greatest ideal was simply to be a teacher.

On the last Monday of September, Sirius returned. He went back to Levy's office—his room—as if nothing had happened, and went out early and returned late every day like a street urchin, keeping Harry company in his animal form and occasionally exchanging a few words with Camille.

Joe and Levi were somewhat surprised by this, but they didn't care—nor did they have the right to.

Moreover, when the curse is refreshed in October, Camille's attitude towards Sirius will likely plummet to zero.

Even if Sirius Black really did win Camille's heart with sweet words, it would be completely useless.

Although they were completely wrong about the facts—Camille was only talking to Sirius because of her already public secret.

In the shade by the Black Lake, Sirius and Harry leaned against a large tree, chatting leisurely—one of Harry's few moments of relaxation each day.

He would quickly browse the information in the manual during the breaks between spell training sessions, gleaning useful information and relaxing himself in the process.

Sirius leaned lazily against the tree, turning his head to watch Harry open one group after another, quickly scrolling through messages, replying occasionally, a hint of pride unconsciously appearing on his face—he was a big shot now.

On the virtual network, people don't have as many scruples when they speak. If 'Duel King' appears in any group, someone will immediately jump out and respond enthusiastically to him.

What makes Harry even happier and more excited is that now very few people discuss his identity as the 'savior'.

That's it.

He never liked that identity.

"Was this manual designed by Li Wei?"

Sirius looked at the various names flashing by, a look of surprise on his face—achieving cross-distance communication was no easy feat.

Even if the Ministry of Magic wanted to accomplish this, it would have to transmit the message through the magical water mirror, and the process would be quite troublesome and not as efficient as the book.

Did Li Wei create something like this just for students to have fun and exchange information?

Sirius Black's mind flashed back to Levi's deadpan face, and he couldn't help but marvel at the fact that even now Levi was sharing Ravenclaw's tiara as a prize for his students.

I never realized during our student days that he was such a cold-faced but warm-hearted person.

"Yes, Professor Li Wei is truly amazing! I simply cannot comprehend how he accomplished all of this."

"When I'm in fifth grade, I'm definitely going to sign up for an alchemy class to learn all this."

Harry responded to Sirius without turning his head, continuing to browse the messages.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew up, scattering large amounts of grass seeds and leaves.

Amid the exclamations of the little witches, Sirius Black watched the green leaves soar into the sky, a faint, almost imperceptible smile playing on his lips.

"Yeah, that guy is really something."

(End of this chapter)