Hogwarts: A Chinese-Style Professor

Chapter 261 Chain Explosion
Years later, whenever Hogwarts was mentioned, Seamus Finnigan would always recall that afternoon standing outside the Defense Against the Dark Arts office.

As Seamus Finnigan stood outside the Defense Against the Dark Arts office, he felt that the back of his shirt, beneath his robes, must be soaked with sweat.

It was almost December, and the lake was frozen over, but Simo felt that his body temperature alone could melt everything.

This wasn't a hallucination; Simo felt as if something inside him was burning.

He couldn't wait to go to the Duel Tower and wreak havoc, to vent his urges—today was sure to be his best day.

Perhaps, even a fifth-grader would be confident of victory. It was only after the Duel Tower was established that Seamus gradually began to realize just how exceptional his talent was.
At first, his goal was just to be in the top 10 of the third grade.

When he came to his senses, he was already first in his third year—while his friends Neville and Dean Thomas were crying tears of joy for him, Seamus was thinking about other things.
This is only temporary.

Harry and Hermione are so powerful, I should be in the same league as Ron, how could I possibly be ranked first?
I estimate that in a few days, he'll fall to where he truly belongs, like a clown.
Simo waited for almost a month, but instead of seeing his ranking drop, he was granted an audience with Professor Levi—at this moment, that's exactly what Simo was thinking.

Simo was nervous, but not timid.

At this moment, he is not only the first in the third grade, but his ranking has even surpassed all the fourth graders. He is also the only one who entered the top 50 of the overall rankings at the age of a third grader.

This is quite remarkable—not something Simo himself claimed, but something others told him.

The top 50 on the individual leaderboard are dominated by older students; even in fifth grade, only Cedric made it in.

As a result, Seamus's popularity has even surpassed Harry's recently.

Because of his title as the top student in the third grade, he was liked by students in the lower grades and his own grade.

There's never a shortage of fans of champions.

"Cough-cough!"

Simo cleared his throat awkwardly and mustered his courage to knock on the office door.

"Boom boom boom——"

Oh no! I typed too fast! Doesn't that seem rude and impolite?
Simo's heart pounded.

But the door opened on its own the next moment.

"Come in."

Simo shrank his neck and almost inclined in with his hands and feet moving together—he felt a bit like Ron at that moment.

However, there was nothing he could do. It was his first time in Professor Li Wei's office, and he hadn't even joined the dueling club. His relationship with the professor was limited to occasional classroom interactions.

No wonder Harry said he always felt nervous when facing Professor Levi; Seamus now understands.

"Finnigan, you've come."

Li Wei looked up from his desk and smiled as he sized up the young man in front of him.

He was of average height for a third grader, but at this moment, with his shoulders hunched, he looked a bit thin, and his sandy brown hair was slightly sticking out.

His face was round, still bearing the childishness that a boy his age hadn't completely lost, but a few faint, light-colored marks on his nose and cheeks gave him a touch of fierceness.

However, this seemingly fierce little boy's face was filled with unease.

"Professor, you wanted to see me?"

Seamus gripped the hem of his clothes with some unease—had he become too reliant on the Explosion Charm lately, and was the professor going to correct this mistake?

"Yes—everyone's been talking about you lately, the undisputed number one in the third year of the Duel Tower."

Li Wei straightened up, slowly walked to Ximo's side, and patted him on the shoulder.

“I think as the creator of the Duel Tower, your Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, or one of the founders of the Duel Club, I should take good care of you.” Seamus’s body trembled violently, whether from excitement or fear, it was hard to tell.

"Professor—I won all my games normally."

Simo sounded a little guilty.

Because he knew what a proper duel was like—everyone's duels tended to be about countering each other's moves, trying to make the most of a few intermediate spells and break each other's spells.

Therefore, their battles can last a long time; a closely fought battle could last up to half an hour.

Simo initially tried to abide by this unspoken or spontaneously formed understanding, but in the heat of battle, the spells would often uncontrollably turn into explosions.

In the end, Simo gave up struggling and began to enjoy it all.

As a result, his points skyrocketed.

However, deep down, he felt that his victory was unfair. If it were a serious game of counter-attacks and exchanges, he wouldn't be a match for the fourth-year students.

Let alone fourth graders, Harry, Hermione, and Malfoy—he couldn't beat any of those three trailing behind him.

Seamus had witnessed Harry's exaggerated disarming spell.

"Of course I know you won normally, why are you panicking?"

Seeing Simo's obvious nervousness, Li Wei shook his head and chuckled:

"Do you think I'm here to confront you and demand an explanation?"

"Uh—isn't it?"

Simo's eyes widened.

"No—I called you here. Let me think—consider it a reward for you."

"A reward? But the season isn't over yet."

Simo looked at Li Wei with a puzzled expression.

Li Wei was amused by his innocent look and couldn't help but shake his head, saying:

"Since you're neither in the dueling club nor in my study group, you don't actually have many opportunities to be taught by me."

"No—Professor, you teach very well! I can't even keep up with what you teach in class, let alone the precious manual!"

Simo's personality was as fiery as his spells; before Levi could finish speaking, he excitedly interrupted him.

After he finished speaking, he realized that he shouldn't have interrupted the professor, and immediately stood at attention again.

"You can't learn all of these already? Then I'm going to teach you a new spell. Do you want to learn it?"

Li Wei asked jokingly.

But to his surprise, his invitation, which any student would immediately agree to, was met with a rebuff from Simo.

He actually hesitated.
"Professor, whatever I learn ends up being an explosive curse. Teaching me might be a waste of your time, and besides, I learn things quite slowly."

Simo carefully considered his words.

Li Wei was amused by his attitude and suddenly realized that he was talking too much nonsense now, and was not as concise as before.

"I'll teach you the Thunder Explosion Chain Spell. Once you learn it, you won't need to use a spell to trigger an explosion anymore. Do you want to learn?"

Simo's eyes lit up immediately!
Explosions? That's something he's good at!
(End of this chapter)