Hogwarts: A Chinese-Style Professor

Chapter 81 Are you under a lot of pressure?

Inside the Great Hall, Levi, having put down his knife and fork, began demonstrating for Snape.

He raised one index finger from his left hand, and the fingertip began to glow.

"This is what I've realized this time."

Snape stared intently for a while, and Camille and Jowell did the same, all three of them instinctively moving closer to Levi.

"It doesn't seem special; it's just about controlling magic. It won't achieve the same effect as what you had this morning."

Snape was the first to step back from his forward lean, while his two assistants continued to watch intently.

"That might indeed be the case for you."

Levi didn't care about Snape's disdain—he could more or less guess what the other was thinking.

For wizards in the native world, their approach is basically "dreams come true." Their understanding of the world relies on boundless imagination and abundant emotions, but rarely on theoretical aspects.

The correct incantation, the correct casting action, and the right will—achieving all three simultaneously is already the highest level.

The only remaining factors that differentiate a wizard's strength are talent and emotional power.

Li Wei also bent one of his right index fingers, and a stable light source appeared on it once again.

Snape glanced around and noticed a change in the expressions of his two assistants—even though it was the same light source, they were looking at it more intently, as if there was something different about it.

This gave him more patience, and he leaned forward again to examine the light source in Li Wei's hand.

I couldn't figure out what was going on.

He gradually became impatient again.

"Can't you just explain things clearly? Are you treating me like one of those trolls, teaching me?"

"You're already in your fifties or sixties, don't you have even a little bit of patience?"

Urged on by him, Li Wei slowly merged the two light sources together, their fingertips touching.

As the two weak beams of light merged, a fierce, intense light burst forth between Li Wei's two fingers, like a high-wattage light bulb.

Snape's eyes widened in surprise.

It wouldn't be difficult for him to emit light of that intensity; even a Hogwarts student could do it with a little effort.

But Snape couldn't do it as easily as Levi.
In his eyes, Li Wei had only used an extremely small amount of magic to achieve such a significant effect. He couldn't understand how Li Wei had done it.

At the opportune moment, Jovel waved his wand, and a thin veil fell around them—he wanted to reduce the light source in this way—and quite a few students and professors were already looking in their direction.

But he was immediately surprised to find that his spell had no effect on the light that Livy had created.

"Okay."

Snape seemed to notice his concerns and, after only two seconds, told Levi to stop.

Li Wei released his grip, and the intense light returned to two ordinary light sources.

This time, Snape no longer underestimated them.

He had realized that Levi and his two assistants had a completely different understanding of magic than he did.

His attitude became cautious, and his fingers inadvertently touched his chin as if to caress it—noticing that all three were watching him, he slowly lowered his hand.

How can I achieve what you have?

"You can't do it."

Before the veins on Snape's forehead bulged, Levi continued.

"My understanding of magic has been different from yours since I started learning it. If you want to achieve the same understanding as me, you not only have to start from scratch, but you also have to temporarily discard your preconceived notions."

This is almost impossible to do.

"However, you also have your own path to follow."

"My own path? Do you know it better than I do?"

Snape looked at Levi with surprise.

"Because my perspective is higher than yours—or perhaps, both Dumbledore and you have realized your own problems, but you just can't do it."

"I'd like to hear it. What is it that you all know but I can't do?" Snape was even more indignant.

Li Wei extinguished the light from the glowing index fingers of both hands and said:

"You've shut yourself off too much, Snape. I'll say it again, are you under a lot of pressure?"

Your approach to learning magic is different from mine; you always shut yourself off, which doesn't help you experience magic at all.

I imagine you haven't had a promotion in a long time!

In a way, Snape was somewhat like him before, both of them closing themselves off from the start, except that Levi chose to do so from the beginning, which led to a mental inertia.

Snape, on the other hand, was born after Lily's death?

Li Wei suddenly realized something—Snape, as a double agent between Vander and Dumbledore, would have to use Occlumency to control his thoughts and fabricate memories at all times in the future.

It's impossible to make it easy.

Hmm—looks like this guy's going to get angry again.

Levi looked up at Snape, expecting to see a furious face, but instead met a pair of deep eyes.

Don't assume—you know me very well.

Although Snape was looking at Levi, his peripheral vision was entirely focused on his two assistants.

He then stood up and hurriedly left.

His two assistants watched him leave, completely bewildered.

Li Wei suddenly felt someone watching him. He looked away and saw Dumbledore sitting in the main seat, smiling at him.

In the afternoon, Li Wei went to the headmaster's office and sat face to face with Dumbledore.

There were pastries and cakes on the table, as well as pumpkin juice (Dumbledore said it was very popular lately).
“It seems you’ve truly embarked on that path—much faster than I imagined.”

"Maybe I'm a genius."

Li Wei smiled, looking very relaxed, and even in the mood to joke.

Dumbledore genuinely sensed the change in Livy and smiled—he always felt pleased by outstanding up-and-coming talents, especially when they were on the right track.

"So what are your plans next?"

Dumbledore's sharp eyes were hidden behind his glasses.

"--leave?"

He gazed calmly at Li Wei.

It was he who half-forced Li Wei to come here to teach.

Although Levi always devoted himself to teaching, and even performed better than anyone expected, he was, after all, a Slytherin.

He has achieved his goal.

If he wanted to leave, Dumbledore couldn't stop him, nor did he want to—although that would mean he would have to find a new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

"What—are you already so eager to get rid of me, Principal?"

"I suppose so. After all, during the two months I was in a coma, you couldn't wait to find a new professor to replace me—was his name Lockhart again?"

"I thought we had already agreed on this beforehand."

Dumbledore remained unfazed by Levy's provocation, instead smiling and saying:

"It seems that I don't need to worry about the selection of professors for the time being."

"Who knows?"

Li Wei waved his hand and put a piece of cheesecake in his mouth.

"With four months left in the semester, the mysterious man's curse still lurks."

Now even I'm curious—in what form will this curse manifest itself?

(End of this chapter)