Hogwarts: A Chinese-Style Professor

Chapter 288 The Disagreement Regarding Voldemort
“Yes.” Li Wei simply replied to Dumbledore’s question. “However, I have never fought him, so this matter still needs your assessment.”

You hold him off on the front lines, while I, disguised as an invisible warrior, ambush him from a corner—with the two of us working together, do you think there's anything unexpected about this?"

"A sneak attack?"

Dumbledore's eyes widened instinctively.

"I—I—" He paused for a moment, which was rare for him. "I think that even without doing that, we can kill him safely by working together—I'm sure of that."

"Are you sure? A sneak attack is always safer." Li Wei frowned slightly, as if he was somewhat averse to the straightforward approach.

“Of course—” Dumbledore’s speech quickened slightly, “If I can’t even guarantee that, then I’m not only insulting your strength, but also myself.”

Moreover, he also possesses the Elder Wand, one of the Three Deadly Holy Relics, although Dumbledore has resolved never to use its power again.

But if everything could end... Dumbledore, whose air of decline had largely dissipated, paused for a moment, then continued:

"But that makes no sense—or rather, it only complicates things."

Li Wei's expression remained unchanged, signaling Dumbledore to continue.

Sighing silently to himself, Dumbledore said solemnly:
"With the two of us working together, I'm confident we can kill Tom—but it's pointless to kill him without destroying all the Horcruxes."

Li Wei remained silent, only looking at Dumbledore—he had no choice but to continue explaining:

"Think about it—even if Tom were resurrected and knew nothing about anything, we would kill him in time."

"Wouldn't that solve the problem?" Li Wei spread his hands.

"No—his henchmen have not been eliminated, his soul has not been completely destroyed, and he will return sooner or later."

By then, he will have learned from his experience and lessons, put away his arrogance and conceit, and become more patient, as well as more dangerous and cunning.
At that point, we won't be facing an enemy in the open, but a terrifying hunter who has always been lurking in the shadows.

Li Wei shook his head, completely disagreeing with this approach—in his view, Dumbledore always seemed somewhat weak in dealing with Voldemort.

Perhaps he was held back by too many emotions?

His life was filled with a great deal of 'love' and 'hate', and the talent that burst forth from his soul allowed him to clearly feel and understand all of this.

Love and hate intertwined, shaping him into an incredibly powerful wizard, but at the same time, also becoming a cage that bound him.
It seems that Hogwarts has far more than one problematic professor.

Li Wei put the matter aside for the time being and asked:
"So what exactly is the mysterious person's current state?"
Without a physical body, could he possibly survive resiliently on his soul alone?

"No—I guess he's probably in a terrible state right now—but two years ago, he successfully consumed a large amount of unicorn blood, which can greatly extend a wizard's lifespan."

So I guess, despite his current dire situation, it won't prevent him from continuing to live a miserable life.

"The year before last?" Li Wei thought of that time when he didn't exist and stopped asking.

This secretly relieved Dumbledore—he was really afraid that Levi would ask him why, with him in charge of Hogwarts, Quirrell would be helping Voldemort hunt unicorns.
Because I'm not sure—I want to give Quirrell one last chance to redeem himself—Dumbledore knows, needless to say, how Levi will view him.

He began to realize he was wrong—but it’s hard for a person to be honest about their mistakes—Dumbledore thought he wouldn’t have this problem.

But now he has encountered it.

Because he genuinely didn't want to acknowledge Li Wei's approach—"To be honest, the problem you're pointing out isn't a problem at all."

"What are your thoughts?" Dumbledore's scalp began to tingle slightly—he roughly guessed what Levy was about to say.

"If Voldemort were to rise from the dead and die again—would his soul be even more fragile?" Dumbledore hesitated for a moment, then answered cautiously:

"Theoretically yes—but very few people forge soul weapons, and there isn't a single record of it, so the specifics are unknown."

Li Wei understood Dumbledore's meaning and continued:

"Since his soul is so fragile that he needs to use unicorn blood to prolong his life—I don't think death is something he can easily bear."

“I agree,” Dumbledore nodded.

"So—even if we can't find all the Horcruxes, we can still achieve our goal by killing him again and again."

"Time—" Dumbledore was about to retort when Li Wei's calm voice rang out before he could.

"How long would it take Voldemort to resurrect? He's been dead for thirteen years since he died at Harry's hands—Harry is thirteen years old now."

Even in the worst-case scenario—every time we kill him, he needs more than a decade to recover.

I believe that the magical world will develop at a rate that will far exceed the speed at which he grows.

Furthermore, with each of his defeats, how many Death Eaters will follow him? Ultimately, we should kill all the Death Eaters who have committed heinous crimes now, rather than leaving them to rot in Azkaban.”

“Hmm—” Dumbledore pondered, deliberately ignoring the second half of Li Wei’s sentence, and replied, “I must admit, your statement is quite convincing.”

But my question remains—once he realizes he's highly likely to fail, he'll definitely become even more cunning and ruthless.”

"What, does that mean we should give up on trying criminals just because they might act extremely when they're driven to the brink?"

“You’re too clear-headed, Li Wei—I have no intention of arguing with you about this.”

Dumbledore knew they would never reach a conclusion on this issue and would be unable to convince each other, so he turned to another question.

"If Tom is determined to hide, even we will have a hard time finding him, and things will become even more complicated."

Therefore, I believe we only have one chance—to destroy all the Horcruxes, kill him instantly, and give him no second chance.

“Of course, if everything goes smoothly, I support your approach.” Li Wei nodded, saying nonchalantly, “But if this approach comes at a huge cost, I think it’s completely not worth it. Voldemort doesn’t deserve it.”

Dumbledore opened his mouth, thought for a long time, and then said with difficulty:

“Li Wei, you can’t underestimate him—you didn’t experience the era in which he spread fear—do you understand the fear of wizards?”
Every day I wake up, every day I fall asleep, every time I return—the fear that my closest loved ones could be taken away.

This fear is ingrained in the soul; no one wants to experience it again.

Looking at Li Wei's expressionless face, Dumbledore regretted saying those words, even though he had thought it over carefully.

Just as he was trying to make amends, Li Wei spoke again, still without any discernible emotion—but Dumbledore knew that Li Wei was angry.

He just knows.

"In that case, I will dispel their fear."

Li Wei stared directly at Dumbledore, a rare glint of determination flashing in his eyes.

"Since I'm going to do this anyway, let's move the plan forward."

(End of this chapter)