Hogwarts: A Chinese-Style Professor

Chapter 282 Horace Slughorn
"Horace Slughorn?"

Li Wei recalled and pondered for a while, gradually sketching out the image of an old seal in his mind—a round bald head, a walrus-like beard, a big, protruding belly, and tireless persuasion.

Ever since he got eight 'O's in fifth grade, this guy has been enthusiastically inviting me to join his slug club.

Even though she rejected him time and time again, he persisted. Not to mention, at the time he was Levi's Potions professor and knew most of the top students at Hogwarts. His status and network of connections were quite strong, making him rather difficult to deal with.

What Li Wei hated most at the time was the gaze from irrelevant people around him—it only distracted him and interrupted his flow state.

This caused some unpleasantness between him and some students—fortunately, Li Wei later used his superb magic to reasonably persuade them.

Even after Li Wei graduated, the professor seemed to still be trying to find out his whereabouts through various sources. Although it didn't cause him any trouble, it left a deep impression on Li Wei.

“I remember him—we met once, about ten years ago.”

"You saw him. Ten years ago?"

Dumbledore was somewhat surprised.

“Yes—we were both reclusive wizards back then, and he seemed to be looking for a new hiding place. He ended up choosing the same Muggle house as me—I used a little trick to scare him away.”

“He’s definitely getting more and more timid—I thought that meeting a professor you hadn’t seen in a long time in a foreign place would make you want to have a chat with him?”

Dumbledore asked curiously.

“No—he was too much trouble—back then, I just wanted to stay away from people who would cause me trouble.” Li Wei waved his hand, adding with a hint of disdain, “In fact, I still am.”

Did you secretly hurl a few insults at me?

Dumbledore's expression turned somewhat strange, and he quickly realized the crux of the matter—although Livy was extremely reserved during his student days, he probably couldn't escape Slughorn's amazing sense of talent.

It seems that he must have gotten annoyed by being invited repeatedly.

"It seems like you'd have a much higher chance of persuading him."

Dumbledore couldn't help but let out a soft sigh of relief—he had thought this matter would be handled in a very 'brutal' way. Being able to avoid Livy's intervention made him feel much more at ease.

"Specifically, what do you want to persuade him to do?"

"You know—about the number of souls."

Because his two assistants were present, Dumbledore spoke rather cryptically.

"I understand—when do we leave?"

“I’ve located him, but I haven’t alerted him—we’ll make our move after tonight’s Christmas dinner, shall we?”

Although it meant staying up late, Li Wei had no objections and stood up, saying:
"In that case, let's discuss other matters after the banquet."

Dumbledore nodded, watching Livy leave with his two assistants, feeling a little relieved.
"Fox, don't you know when it started, even I've become dependent on him?"

In the quiet principal's office, the powerful yet lonely old man whispered to his companion beside him.

As they emerged from Dumbledore's office, the two assistants wore slightly tense expressions.

After Dumbledore personally verified the value of the divination, they began to be somewhat wary of the future.

Meanwhile, the professor also seemed to be doing something else with Dumbledore—something they were unaware of. This was even more shocking to them.
Because they understand Li Wei's habits—as long as the problem is within his control, he will directly use it as an educational example, leading the two of them to experience and solve it together, and then reviewing and reflecting on it afterwards to stimulate their thinking.

But not this time.

This means that what he and Dumbledore were about to do was, to some extent, beyond his control.

However, things that are out of control often mean danger, which is why the professor didn't tell them the truth.

Throughout the journey, Camille opened and closed her mouth repeatedly, seemingly wanting to speak but then stopping herself. Noticing her unease, George spoke first, asking:
"Professor, are you in some kind of trouble?"

No—why do you ask?

"If there's no trouble, you usually tell us what happened."

Li Wei paused, stunned, and stared in surprise at his two assistants.

Camille's face was filled with worry, while Jowell's expression was very resolute, as if he had made a certain decision.
So they were such sensitive and delicate people?
Li Wei forced a soft laugh, half touched and half amused, and said:
"I see. I understand now."

After thinking for a while, he said frankly:
"This matter does indeed involve some risk—but what needs to be done now is not dangerous in itself."

Knowing that this was a bit convoluted, he continued:

"The reason I didn't tell you is twofold: firstly, this matter is highly confidential, and secondly, it is indeed a bit dangerous for you."

But you don't need to worry—remember what I said? Neither this so-called turmoil nor this matter poses a threat to me.”

Livy disdained lying.

Therefore, his two trusted assistants were immediately reassured.

Seeing them visibly relax, Li Wei couldn't help but smile gently—lately, he had been feeling happy more and more frequently.

A significant source of happiness for him is having these two disciples by his side; they are both the fruits of his academic education and an extension of his intellectual journey.
Even if one day I really die.

As long as his two disciples are still alive, perhaps his death is not considered death.
Li Wei shook his head slightly, banishing the unrealistic and cowardly thoughts from his mind!
Living is the only thing that matters.

There is nothing more beautiful than life, and nothing more hopeful than life.

And he will live on, bringing more hope to these most beautiful and hopeful individuals in the world.
"It's 2:30 in the afternoon, the students' activities have probably started by now—would you still like to go for a walk?"

The two assistants exchanged a glance—in fact, they had already thoroughly enjoyed themselves that day.

The only thought was that Li Wei was leaving tonight to attend to an important matter, and might not be able to participate in the celebrations for the next few days.
“Then—I’d like to experience Professor Flitwick’s Duel Maze again.”

"It is Jia Meier who spoke."

"Okay, let's go together—if we go now, we should be able to join the students in a chaotic battle."

"That would be a rather unfair victory."

Joey curled the corner of his nose, but a smile appeared on his face as he caught up with the two as they quickened their pace.

(End of this chapter)