Hogwarts: A Chinese-Style Professor

Chapter 273 Christmas Gift
Christmas is here.

Hogwarts awoke from his dream to find the ground covered in several feet of snow.

The students' consistently high enthusiasm finally cooled down for a while on this special holiday.

Before dawn, when all around was pitch black and silent, Li Wei had already woken up early from his sleep.

He used magic to keep the room temperature constant at twenty-four degrees, so looking at the heavy snow outside the window, he didn't feel cold at all, but only felt very peaceful inside.

Since the start of the school year in September, he has been implementing one thing after another, gradually coming into the view of everyone in the magic world.

Gradually, he could occasionally feel a stirring of fate—like a green seed hidden in the soil, quietly sprouting.

It seems something is stirring, and a howling wind is on its way—a golden age, carrying a momentum as vast as mountains and seas, is about to arrive.

With this feeling of excitement, Li Wei walked to the wardrobe and began to choose clothes.

The morning celebrations were confined to the individual college lounges, while the afternoon was for mixed activities—he was supposed to wear his college's color today.

Li Wei thought for a while and felt that his body was languid at the moment. Even his magic seemed to be heated in warm water, making his whole body relax and not wanting to restrain himself too much.

After thinking for a moment, he moved his index finger—a cream-colored linen shirt spontaneously slipped onto his body, and a thin green scarf crossed to form a loop around his neck.

Li Wei spread his arms, slipped the neatly pressed green robe into his hands, and then sat on the bed—he still chose black riding trousers, and then long leather boots.

After glancing at himself in the mirror, Li Weimai went outside—only to bump into a large group of people.

He was stunned for a moment—when did he become someone who always had someone waiting for him?

The next moment, he calmly spoke:
"Merry Christmas."

Merry Christmas! X5
Barton, two assistants, Sirius Black who appeared out of nowhere, and even Lupin—the five of them had already gathered in the office lobby early in the morning—Levy even wondered if they had been sleeping.

"You're up too late, Li Wei. Aren't you the castle's head butler today?"

Sirius, wearing a red wool cloak, greeted Levi loudly early in the morning.

"If I'm not mistaken, it's only four o'clock now, right?"

Li Wei casually replied that he was too lazy to look at Sirius.

Today is the first day of the Winter Celebration. He is in charge of overseeing things in the center, checking and coordinating the venue arrangements for each professor with Professor McGonagall. He certainly has a lot to do.

That's why he had to get up so early—because he had to deal with the mountain of gifts piled up in his office first.

Li Wei estimated that opening the gifts, returning the gifts, and replying to the letters would take him at least two hours—and that was just an optimistic estimate.

Judging from the pile of gifts in front of him, it seems that all the teachers and students at Hogwarts sent him gifts.

As for the gifts from 'friends' outside, aside from the disciples scattered around the world, Levi simply handed over the letters and gifts from others to Barton to handle himself.

"The celebration begins, Professor."

With a gentle smile on his face, Qiao Weili spoke to Li Wei, his voice like a spring breeze melting ice and snow, carrying a clear and cheerful spirit.

Li Wei nodded to him, somewhat surprised—how could his disciple, with such a composed personality, be interested in his student's celebration?

Although he could certainly participate.

"If you have some free time this afternoon, Professor, could you show us around?"

Camille looked expectantly at Levi—Joely stood beside her, both looking over.

"Of course—but this is the first time the professors have organized this kind of event, and with a group of students who have been holding back for a long time, I estimate there will be a lot of trouble today, and there probably won't be much free time."

“We will help, Professor.”

"I'm laughing," Joe said.

Jia Meier's lips curled into a slight smile as she began to compete with the mountain of gifts.

She wanted to finish unwrapping the gifts quickly before moving on to the next thing, until everything was done and she could stroll leisurely around the campus with the professor. It seemed the professor had built an ice palace in the snow outside the castle that afternoon; if she were with Li Wei, she would love to see it. Li Wei sat on a single sofa with a wooden table in front of him—every time he waved his hand, a gift box would fly to the table and open itself.

If there's a letter inside, it will fly into his hand in the next second.

Dumbledore gave him a silver pocket watch with the Hogwarts crest engraved on the inside of the case, but the hands were stationary.

"Give time your friend—it will remind you when to return while you're on an adventure; in short, be cautious."

Li Wei read the words on the note, shook his head, and casually burned it.

When I traveled through time to help Old Deng last time, he must have noticed, otherwise he wouldn't have shown such a high degree of cooperation.

"Helping you and then trying to educate you—you evil Dumbledore, you deserve to be tortured by Professor McGonagall."

Levi continued to unwrap the next gift—which happened to be Professor McGonagall's.

A small, transmuted silver griffin brooch, the griffin on the brooch has sharp, lifelike eyes.

The postscript was also very simple: "Thank you for making the heart of this castle beat so strongly."

Levi could almost picture Professor McGonagall saying those words—a warm smile playing on his lips as he carefully pinned the griffin brooch to his coat.

Next, Flitwick gave him a magic book—The Art of Duel: From Basics to Legends.

There was no message, but the intention was obvious.

He hoped to ignite Li Wei's fighting spirit—perhaps he wanted to find an opportunity to duel with Li Wei.

Who was it that was set on fire?

Li Wei shook his head and tossed the magic book behind him—it sprouted wings and flew spontaneously to the center of the large desk.

Snape gave Levi a whole set of unfamiliar potions—with a note explaining the effects of each potion.

They're all skincare products.

Levi felt he didn't need these things for the time being and originally wanted to give them to Camille, but Snape had obviously given her a set as well—Levi had no choice but to keep the potion safe.

Professor Sprout sent over a pot of "Resonance Star Orchid".

This magical plant will bloom with star-shaped flowers in a healthy and happy magical environment, and make a sound like wind chimes when the wind blows.

Li Wei quickly unwrapped all the professors' gifts—and then the students'.

Simo gave him a crystal the size of a walnut with a burning flame inside.

Malfoy gave him a small obsidian bottle suspended by a thin silver chain, engraved with the Slytherin serpent pattern, containing a few drops of a shimmering liquid—a condensation specially used to maintain wands and delicate instruments.

Cedric gave her a notebook with a leather cover.

It contains Cedric's study records for the past year, like a diary, but far more detailed than a diary.

Or rather, he added a second annotation to the diary, incorporating his current thoughts into it.

Li Wei rested one hand on the side of his neck, flipping through the pages with great interest.

Sirius's shouts and Lu Ping'an's soothing voices echoed around him from time to time, but Li Wei was focused on reading, turning the pages one by one through his disciple's year-end summary.

After reading it all, he couldn't help but nod, his smile widening once again.

A gust of wind suddenly blew up outside the window, carrying fine snowflakes that pelted against the glass.

Amidst the crackling of the fireplace, Li Wei remained focused, quietly and steadily unwrapping each gift, a smile gradually spreading across his face.

He had never felt this clearly before.

The seeds planted last September are already sprouting and growing vigorously in this soil beneath the snow.

(End of this chapter)