Hogwarts: A Chinese-Style Professor

Chapter 240 Longing is the emotion furthest from understanding

"George, what do you think we should do about this?"

After finishing the first day of training, Fred looked at George with a serious expression, but due to fatigue, his serious expression was not quite convincing.

"Didn't Professor Joeville say that we can't tell anyone? We have to let the students find out for themselves."

George responded just as seriously.

"So we shouldn't make that money? Malfoy is quite generous; it would be a shame to miss out."

Fred was somewhat reluctant to leave.

"Who says we can't make money anymore? We can just try a different approach!"

"--you mean?"

Fred met George's smirking gaze and became curious.

"He just needs to know what time Harry gets up, and we'll just tell him the truth. It won't affect anything else."

If he asks us what Harry is doing—”

"—That's a different price!"

Fred said excitedly.

“That’s right. I guess this kid won’t be willing to continue paying. He’s always looked down on our family—that’s fine too. He won’t be able to trigger Professor Jowell’s secret lectures anytime soon!”

"Another price? You won't get a single penny from me from now on!"

Malfoy replied to the Weasley brothers in the book with a gloomy expression.

"Potter! You, Potter! You get up at five every morning?"

Malfoy sneered, feeling that he had uncovered Potter's secret, and immediately made a decision.

Starting tomorrow, he will get up at four o'clock every morning. If he goes to bed at ten o'clock every night, he can get six hours of sleep a day. With the addition of the calming medicine, he will have more than enough sleep.
He was much richer than those poor bastards, and when it came to squeezing out rest time, no one could beat him!
As for the Weasley brothers? They're no longer of any use.

Malfoy immediately forgot about the two of them.

He was very busy during this period. Professor Li Wei assigned him a lot of extra homework and checked his progress every week. Although he was not completely overwhelmed, he really didn't have any extra energy.

Otherwise, he could figure this out himself.

"Harry, are you alright? I think you should talk to Professor Levy about this."

Inside the dining hall, Hermione watched Harry with worry during the last remaining time they had to talk.

“Yeah, you look really busy. Even Hermione, who signed up for five elective courses, isn’t as busy as you.”

Ron murmured to himself, his tone tinged with resentment and carefree disdain—Harry has been so popular lately, appealing to everyone, young and old, and he was both envious and somewhat gloating.

"I really can't take it anymore—but how can I tell the professor?"

Harry felt helpless.

"I'm sorry, Professor, your behavior that day caused a misunderstanding and trouble for me. Could you please tell the students in the chat group that your guardian angel that day was you? Forget it, I'm too shameless to ask the professor to prove such a trivial thing to me."

“This is not boring at all, and that’s important, Harry.”

Hermione looked at him intently.

"This excessive attention and challenge makes it difficult for you to concentrate."

We're in third grade now, and the material is getting more and more complex and difficult. I think you need some time to think about it.

“I think you’re right, but I really can’t bring myself to ask Professor Li Wei for that. I’d rather fight the dragon to the death.”

"Sigh—Harry, sometimes I really don't understand you."

Hermione sighed deeply.

Harry felt a little gratified by her concern for him—he had indeed been very tired lately, and he couldn't talk to Cho Chang; no one understood him.

“Professor Ming has already taught you his special spells, and you two have had several private experiences together. I thought you two were already quite close.” Harry murmured, unable to speak.

But Hermione suddenly realized something and became subtly excited.

"How about this, I'll go and talk to him for you? I'll find an opportunity this week to ask about the Patronus, and then steer the conversation to this topic, so the professor can help you clarify things—I think he'll definitely be willing."

I think you respect him too much, which makes you not understand him enough.

He wouldn't mind doing something that could solve the problem with a single sentence.

Taking this opportunity, I can also have a few more words with Professor Li Wei, thus helping my friend and achieving my goal at the same time, killing two birds with one stone.

Hermione's eyes were shining.

But Harry's words extinguished the light in her eyes again.

"No—thank you, Hermione, but I think I should handle this myself."

"I—I won't run away!"

After finishing his meal, Ha stood up resolutely, his eyes filled with determination.

Hermione is right. He and Professor Levi have been through so much together, and he is also friends and classmates with his father and godfather. Their relationship should be even closer!
Harry walked out of the dining hall and bravely headed towards Levy's office!

I hope everything goes well.

Hermione watched Harry's departing figure and sighed.

"While this is good, I still have to say—you still have the nerve to worry about other people?"

Looking at Hermione's haggard face, Ron pretended to be nonchalant and said casually:
“Using a time converter to attend classes, it’s really something that you ‘academic geniuses’ could come up with. I was shocked when I heard about it from Percy.”

“This is the only way to get all 12 ‘O’s.” Hermione paused, then continued, “It’s a rare achievement, and I don’t want to give up easily as long as there’s still a chance to complete it.”

"But you're already very tired, aren't you?"

Ron's expression turned serious.

"You just advised Harry to give himself some space to think. Do you have any now?"

“I’ve been thinking, Ron, I’m not like Harry, I have my own path to follow.”

"What kind of path is this, the path that drives you crazy? You know, even Percy, who completed this plan, doesn't recommend anyone do it again—it's too exhausting and too crazy. He says he doesn't have the confidence to pull it off if he had to do it again."

And that was the situation in the past—now Professors Levi and Flitwick are teaching the same class, meaning you'll have four more classes a week, which will overwhelm you.”

"Stop it, Ron."

Hermione stopped him, paused, took a deep breath to compose herself, and then continued.

“I appreciate your concern, but—I have my own pursuits and ideas, Ron. I understand the difficulties you mentioned.”

But before I want to give up, I hope you won't keep discouraging me, okay?

"I'm concerned about you!"

Ron raised his voice, and his face flushed red.

“I know—I appreciate that, but that’s enough.”

Hermione stood up and sighed again:

"I'm going to the library now, goodbye."

Ron was right about one thing: Hermione had indeed been very busy and tired lately, but what troubled her even more was the immense pressure brought about by her increasingly fading ideals.

She desperately wanted to follow the same path as Professor Li Wei, but the harder she tried, the more she felt there was an insurmountable barrier between them.

It cannot be crossed.

(End of this chapter)