Hogwarts: A Chinese-Style Professor

Chapter 257 Admiration for Magic
On Thursday afternoon, Malfoy went to Levy's office.

Two months have passed since Li Wei assigned him extra study tasks.

To be able to do this in the midst of an overwhelming campus life is quite an achievement, I must say.

However, today is not the day they agreed to meet.

"You're here early. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"of course."

Malfoy stood at the doorway, dressed in a black overcoat, already looking somewhat like a young man.

These two months were transformative for him.

From initial exhaustion to gradually adapting to the high-intensity learning tasks, a heart eager to prove itself also became calm and resilient amidst the tedious and heavy learning workload.

But Malfoy did not forget his goal—to defeat Potter, that was his only goal, everything else was secondary.

"I've already finished this month's learning assignments ahead of schedule—Professor, could you conduct the assessment now?"

Why are you in such a hurry?

"The Duel Tower officially opens tomorrow—and I'm going to become number one in the third year!" Malfoy's voice was filled with unwavering determination. "Gaining your approval is the first step to dominating the rankings!"

"Come with me."

Li Wei raised his eyebrows, not rushing to dampen the enthusiasm, and led Malfoy into the training room.

The room contained three Quakes and two rather rudimentary-looking alchemical golems.

"Your attention span has always been a major weakness, which is why you lost to Harry in the previous Quidditch match."

Upon hearing Li Wei's words, Malfoy's face showed a look of resentment.

"This month's test is to defeat these two alchemical golems that are only equipped with fourteen basic spells, while being interfered with by three Quakes."

"If I do that, I hope I can take on even more difficult challenges in the future."

“Of course, Draco, if you can do it.”

With a gentle tap of his wand, Levi's three Quakes instantly rose from their still state and launched themselves at high speed into the room.

At the same time, the two standing alchemical golems, their eyes emitting a red and a blue light, stood up simultaneously.

Malfoy took a deep breath and raised his wand toward the two alchemical golems.

"A beautiful Disarming Charm, Harry!"

On the clearing by the Black Lake, Sirius looked at his wand that had been knocked away and couldn't help but yell at his godson who had done it.

"Harry, you're stronger than anyone else! Even back in my school days, you were definitely the best duelist at Hogwarts, I guarantee it!"

"Thank you for your encouragement, but I feel I still have a long way to go, Sirius."

Harry pursed his lips, revealing a shy smile, his eyes showing no smugness, only a calm as still water.

"Please!" Sirius exclaimed, spreading his arms wide at Harry. "If this is far from good enough, then what exactly constitutes excellent?"

Faced with Sirius's question, several figures flashed through Harry's mind.

Percy—Gemma Farley—Cedric—and even the Weasley brothers.
Each of them could easily defeat him—Harry had never fought them at full strength.

But if it's Cedric, he does lose more often than he wins in training.

As for the older students, even those who aren't the best, Harry is still no match for them.

Therefore, he believed that Sirius's information was inaccurate—which was understandable.

Harry looked at the smug Sirius, pursed his lips, and didn't say the hurtful thing—being invincible just during your school days isn't enough.

To be able to win all the way under Professor Li Wei's tutelage, that's the real mark of a player.

"Hmm—I think we should at least be like Professor Li Wei's two teaching assistants."

Harry didn't mention any of the Hogwarts students, but specifically chose two of Levi's students.

“Teaching assistant—oh, you mean Jowell and Camille?” Sirius recalled for a moment, “It must be very difficult to catch up with their level—after all, they are Livy’s last disciples.”

Actually, me too.
Harry kept those words to himself. It wasn't that he intended to deliberately hide them from Sirius, but Professor Levy had said that they weren't currently allowed to act under his student's name.
In other words, in Professor Li Wei's eyes, he and Cedric still did not meet the standards.

This is quite normal. After all, the professor himself goes without saying, but even his teaching assistant, Jowellie, who has been responsible for teaching him and Cedric, is incredibly powerful.

Every so often, Harry and Cedric would get a chance to team up against Jowellie.

But the whole process was extremely frustrating.

Jowell would teach them in coordination with their attacks, trying to use spells that the two of them could understand. But even so, the power that simple spells displayed in the hands of the opponent was unimaginable.

Joe Willie even said that, given their current level, they are not yet ready to imitate him.

Despite their reluctance, Cedric and he had to admit it.

For example, they cannot combine three basic spells into a powerful spell that far surpasses the power of an intermediate spell.

For example, they couldn't use a spell with many obstacles to achieve nine different effects.

"Harry—Harry—"

Sirius's voice grew closer, and Harry snapped back to reality.

"Oh—oh! I'm here."

"Are you tired? You're so distracted. Take a break."

Sirius Black sat down with his arm around Harry's shoulder, facing the frozen Black Lake, and joked with a smile:
"What were you thinking about just now? Were you thinking about Camille? That little girl is just like a rose—no way, were you really thinking about her?"

Sirius Black, seeing Harry's change in expression, suddenly widened his eyes and said.

"No—no! Absolutely not!"

Harry waved his hands repeatedly, his face turning red.

Sirius, seeing his expression, couldn't help but sigh, patted his shoulder, and said earnestly:

"If you like Camille, I advise you to give up. This girl is not someone you can pursue."

Harry was taken aback. "Why—why?"

Little Sirius couldn't help but ponder—was it more serious to reveal that Camille liked Levi, or to reveal the curse on Camille?

After thinking about it, he said:
“Jia Meier is cursed. Every month her emotions are reset to zero—not amnesia, but numbness to all past memories, making her unable to feel emotions.”

So even if you go through all the trouble of becoming friends with her, she will become a stranger to you the following month.

Currently, it seems that the curse has only failed on Li Wei, but as for the others—”

Sirius shrugged.

"Such a thing actually happened?"

Harry stared wide-eyed and let out a long breath.

"Yes, so you should look for other targets."

Sirius picked up a rock and threw it at the ice in the distance.

"I...I never intended to pursue her."

Harry also picked up a stone, stood up, and threw it.

He didn't look at Sirius, but instead glanced past the Black Lake toward the Duel Tower.

"I just feel that whether it's Professor Levi, or Assistant Professors Jowell and Camille, I can find the qualities of a powerful wizard in them."

Powerful, inclusive, and elegant. Looking at them, I can't help but want to get closer and follow in their footsteps.

This has nothing to do with liking, but rather with an admiration for magic.

Harry turned to look at Sirius, his eyes once again filled with determination.

"So, in this first season of the Duel Cup, I want to keep up with them and become the number one in the third year!"

(End of this chapter)