Hogwarts: A Chinese-Style Professor

Chapter 275 The Common Principles of Fate

"Wow--!"

When Trelawney saw Levi's face suddenly appear before her, she shuddered violently, as if she had just woken up from a deep dream.

"Professor Li Wei, what are you doing here all of a sudden!"

The eyes that had just become empty in front of Li Wei instantly returned to their usual appearance—looking bulging out like those of a hyperthyroid patient, somewhat unfocused.

The next moment, Trelawney's face hardened with suspicion. She hurriedly adjusted her glasses, which had slipped down to the tip of her nose, and cleared her throat as she continued:

"I've prepared the divination materials carefully, so don't try to make things difficult for me!"

Why would I make things difficult for you?

Levi stared at Trelawney, who seemed like a completely different person, and pondered with a blank expression.

What a coincidence! I just told my two disciples what to do if they encountered incomprehensible magical phenomena, and now we've encountered one.

Trelawney looked like she was possessed, but—he didn't even realize it?

“You—you must think I’m a useless professor—and Professor McGonagall trusts you so much.”

Trelawney remained wary of Levi, and stopped mid-sentence.

"What did you mean by the turmoil you mentioned in your prophecy?" Levi gave up on arguing with her about this pointless question and continued to press on the previous prophecy, his voice steady but carrying an undeniable force. "What specifically did you mean? What will happen in the magical world?"

Trelawney blinked blankly, a genuine look of confusion behind her thick glasses.

“Unrest? Opposition?” she repeated, her voice high-pitched.

"Professor Li Wei, I don't quite understand. Oh! You mean the afternoon event might be so popular that it's causing a little crowding?"

I promise I'll maintain order! I understand the crystal ball's brilliance can sometimes be overwhelming, but chaos? Oh no, not at all, under my guidance.
"The safety measures are fine, but isn't this blue smoke designed to amplify emotions? Don't use this kind of trick on students."

Li Wei rose from the prayer mat, his tone returning to its usual indifference, speaking in a businesslike manner.

"understood--"

Trelawney muttered to herself as she put away the bottle with the cigarette burning in the corner.

Li Wei nodded slightly, then turned and left the smoke-filled room without lingering.

After leaving the room, the two assistants who had followed him silently became unusually anxious.

"professor!"

Seeing their anxious expressions, Li Wei's calm face revealed a slight smile.

"what happened?"

“I feel like something’s not right here.” Jia Meier rarely showed emotion.

She had never been exposed to divination before, because Li Wei did not believe in it, and none of his disciples were engaged in this research direction, otherwise he would not have chosen her.

So when Camille saw Trelawney's 'miraculous' divination abilities, she panicked, especially after witnessing a scene that sent chills down her spine.
"Just now, I think I saw a transparent, ethereal soul behind her, an old woman whose face I couldn't see."

Li Wei stopped in his tracks, and Qiao Weili also looked at Jia Meier.

"The person who just performed a divination for you was definitely not her, it was someone else!"

Li Wei nodded, then looked at Qiao Weili and said:
"And you, what have you discovered?"

"Hmm—I didn't see the soul that Camille mentioned, but I did feel very uncomfortable when she was making her prophecy. Her emotions were completely empty at that time, like an empty shell."

Even with Occlumency surgery, it would be impossible to achieve this.

It seems that both disciples have gained something from their experiences.

Li Wei's expression turned somewhat strange.

Did Jia Meier see the spirit behind her because of the special nature of the curse on her?
Jowell perceives things from the perspective of emotions and memories—which has indeed been his main research focus for the past year.

On the contrary, he, as the main attacker, noticed very little about the opponent's abnormalities, relying mostly on the legendary wizard's intuition.
"Professor, have you found the answer?"

Both assistants were looking intently at Li Wei.

Following their usual thought process, when faced with something incomprehensible like this, the professor would always listen to their opinions first, and then reveal the truth so that they could learn and summarize.

However, this time, their hopes were clearly dashed.

"No—I'm sorry to disappoint you, I can definitely sense that something is wrong with her."

Li Wei took another step and continued:
"But I didn't notice anything about her condition or the prophecy itself, and I noticed even less than you did."

“Professor—what should we do?” Camille didn’t expect Levi to say that.

Concern leads to confusion; she was now completely flustered.

Qiao Weili pursed his lips and suddenly felt that he should focus more on divination in the future.

"Don't panic—even if the turmoil she mentioned really does come, so what?"

Li Wei shook his head, looked out the window at the snow-covered castle, and thought about the time; Professor McGonagall should be picking up the students' parents soon.

"professor--"

"I can't help but say that," Jia Meier said with concern.

Although she didn't finish her sentence, everyone present shared the same thought process and naturally understood what she meant.

What just happened was so mysterious that even if it's fake or nonsense, they shouldn't just ignore it. Instead, they should try to verify it and disprove it.

If this is true, since the turmoil was instigated by Li Wei's tools, then he himself will inevitably be at the center of the storm.
"I will write to Dumbledore to inquire about this matter—don't worry, the Ministry of Magic's communications infrastructure is still being tested, and it will probably be more than a year before the Bible connects to the entire wizarding world."

The inhabitants of the magical world will take time to accept its existence—therefore, the prophecy will not come true in the short term.

Hearing Li Wei say this, the sense of urgency in their hearts temporarily subsided.

Meanwhile, Li Wei continued speaking to them:

"Although I still don't advocate divination, since it happened to me, the three of us might as well do some research on it."

But all of this has one crucial premise: don't panic.

Do you know the story of Oedipus?

The two assistants exchanged a glance and shook their heads.

Li Wei then calmly began to tell the story:
"A prince named Oedipus was prophesied to kill his father and marry his mother."

Upon hearing this prophecy, in order to avoid making such a mistake, he resolutely left his country.

But what he didn't expect was that his biological parents were actually someone else—

Li Wei paused here, and his two assistants felt a chill run down their spines, as if they had already guessed the terrible outcome.

"Yes, after leaving his country and arriving in a neighboring country, he inadvertently killed his biological father, whom he had never met, and married his biological mother."

Li Wei said that he originally wanted to tell this story to reassure his two assistants and encourage them to view the prophecy with rational thinking.

But only Jovel showed a thoughtful expression, while Camille became even more flustered.

She rushed to Li Wei in two strides, her hands clenched in worry as she looked at him, her face deathly pale.

"But Professor—doesn't this story further illustrate the capriciousness and inevitability of fate?"

"I see, there's another way to understand it?"

Li Wei chuckled softly.

"Professor—this is a very serious matter!"

Jia Meier noticed Li Wei's nonchalant attitude and stared at him with unusual dissatisfaction, her eyes slightly reddening, as if she were about to cry.

Li Wei was stunned when he saw her like this. The branches outside the window, which were weighed down by snow, bent to their limit at this moment—they suddenly bounced back from the bottom, shaking off all the snow on them.

Li Wei was suddenly awakened by the sound of falling snow, and he didn't know how much time had passed.

Seeing that his two assistants were still staring intently at him, he suddenly felt an impulse rising in his chest—driven by this warm feeling, Li Wei reached out for the first time and touched Jia Meier's head.

"Do not worry."

His voice was gentler than ever before, yet carried an unyielding calm that left no room for argument.

"Only those who do not know how to wield power will helplessly call disaster their fate when it strikes."

Mere turmoil cannot sway me, or rather—this is the destiny I myself have set in motion.

Jia Meier stared blankly at Li Wei's hand pressing on her head, while Qiao Weili's usually calm eyes shone with an unprecedented light.

　Yes, there is actually no such thing as fate.

　　Only those who stumble because of ignorance and fear

　　Only then will they fall into that turbid current called fate.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)