Hogwarts: A Chinese-Style Professor

Chapter 241 Harry's Heart is Bitter

Sirius is eating in Levi's office in human form—to keep him company, Levi and the other two are having dinner with him.

It was Joey's idea, and Camille didn't refuse, so Levi went along with them.

Anyway, the period of getting used to campus life is over. Now, both the professors and students at the school are very enthusiastic about him. It's more likely that he will cause a commotion if he goes to the auditorium.

Once or twice is fine, but if it happens too often, it inevitably makes people feel like there's no space left.

It's nice to occasionally have a meal and chat in a quiet environment like this—or rather, Li Wei has realized that he has indeed been communicating less with his two assistants lately.

Qiao Weili gets up the earliest and goes to bed the earliest every day, so he doesn't have many opportunities to see them on weekdays.

Li Wei also has to get up early for class, his days are packed with classes, and he is also responsible for one or two nights of confinement a week. Recently, the trend of dueling has become popular again, and even the upperclassmen have joined in for some reason, which has caused Professor McGonagall to complain to Li Wei a few times.

Well, I think it's because of the combined classes. Although the workload for fifth graders has increased, the pace of the class has accelerated, which has indirectly reduced the workload.

Perhaps we should put more pressure on them.

The group ate quietly, exchanging a few words every now and then, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Barton opened the door, and Harry stood in the doorway, looking somewhat awkward—he hadn't expected everyone to be here today.

He glanced at Professor Li Wei first, then secretly glanced at Jia Meier—very quickly, using only his peripheral vision.

Hmm. Senior Jia Meier is still so beautiful.

"Hey—! Harry, what brings you here?"

Harry was startled when his godfather's voice suddenly rang out—oh right, Sirius Black was here too.

Thinking about this gave Harry more confidence.

"Have you eaten yet? Come, sit down and eat with us."

Sirius Black enthusiastically pulled Harry over to offer him a chair, but Harry quickly waved his hand and said:
"No—no need, I've already eaten!"

Sirius stopped what he was doing and looked at his godson with a puzzled expression.

Why does Harry seem like a completely different person?
His gaze swept quickly around the room, first ruling out Li Wei, then skipping over Qiao Weili, and finally landing on Jia Meier.

Oh—Sirius understood instantly.

This girl is indeed beautiful and has an outstanding temperament; there's nothing wrong with her. Sirius would be overjoyed if Harry could win her over.

But this was no easy girl to win over—not only was she infatuated with Livy, but she was also cursed.
Sirius's expression remained unchanged, but he had made up his mind to persuade his godson later.

Harry took the stool from Sirius Black and sat a little distance from the table, his hands neatly placed on his lap.

"You must have run into some trouble here, Harry?"

Jowell put down his knife first, wiping his mouth with a handkerchief as he asked softly.

Everyone looked at Harry.

Under the scrutinizing gazes, Harry felt his body temperature rising. He suddenly changed his mind and asked instead:
“I feel like I’m just a little bit away from learning the Guardian Charm, but I just can’t seem to break through that last little bit, so I’d like to ask for your guidance privately.”

He couldn't bring himself to ask Li Wei for help in public.

So he changed his approach—if he could just learn the Patronus Charm completely and show that his Patronus was a stag in public, wouldn't that resolve the misunderstanding?
What specific problem did you encounter?

Levi finished his meal, taking the last sip of watermelon juice. Harry, hearing him speak, straightened up and replied earnestly:

"I think my guardian spirit is already taking shape—both the brightness of the light it emits and its transparent, ball-shaped form should indicate this?"

Harry looked uneasily at Levi and Jowell—he saw Jowell nod—which reassured him.

To his delight, Joe Verri immediately picked up the conversation and continued:

“Professor, Harry is indeed just one step away—I think he just needs a trigger, but I don’t know what it is.”

Harry, show it to the teacher.

"Yes!"

Harry immediately stood up, quickly clearing his mind of all distractions, took a deep breath, and said firmly:
"Expecto Patronum!"

A steady, continuous light emanated from his body, transforming into a hazy, lumpy creature that enveloped Harry, though it was slow to fully materialize—in a lenient sense, this was already a successful Patronus Charm, only the Patronus had not yet fully formed due to its belief.

Li Wei observed for a while and already had an answer in mind, but he couldn't say it directly. After thinking for a moment, he asked:
"Harry, what do you think is the core of the Patronus Charm?"

When Sirius heard this question, he turned his back to the others and winked at Harry.

Harry didn't understand, but he had been studying very hard lately.

"Is it a happy emotion? Use the happiest memories as a source of strength to fight against the despair brought by the Dementors."

"This is just a method to activate the Guardian Spell, but to fully form the Guardian Spell, something else is needed."

"Belief, it is belief."

To prove he hadn't been slacking off in his studies, Harry quickly replied.

"That's right. So, what kinds of beliefs are there?"

"This"

Hare paused.

It's not that he didn't know the answer to the question, it's just that there are many answers, and he didn't know which one to give at the moment. Well, perhaps that's a kind of ignorance too.

"Don't rush to answer me if you can't—I believe you can find the answer yourself."

Once you've confirmed what your beliefs are, your guardian spirit will naturally take shape—if that still doesn't work, Jowellie, you can use a Boggart to create a Dementor to give him a boost.

"Okay, teacher."

Qiao Weili slowly agreed, feeling a little ashamed—although the professor had indeed become much gentler recently, when it came to learning methods, he was still as ruthless and efficient as ever.
"Harry, are there a lot of fights between students lately?"

Harry was just about to leave when he heard Levi ask a question, and his heart skipped a beat.
The increased phenomenon of duels is all because of that misunderstanding you caused the other day. Everyone is now challenging me to duels. Isn't that a serious trend?

Harry was suffering inside, but he didn't say anything.

“Yes, Professor,” Harry said, forcing a smile. “It’s quite serious—the older students used to not spend much time dueling, but now they’ve joined in, so everyone’s been mobilized.”

"Hmm—it seems that having a dueling club alone is not enough. We should give you students who love dueling a new venue."

Li Wei nodded and, after making his decision, handed over his designed proposal to Professor McGonagall.

(End of this chapter)