Good Student, Good Student, Dumb Student

Seeing that no one spoke, Li Wei spoke again:

"For the next month, you all have the opportunity to change your minds. If anyone feels too much pressure, you can find me privately, and I will completely understand."

"I think this is a very good learning opportunity. I believe that learning from Professor is a precious thing for us."

Cedric from the fourth year spoke up proactively.

He felt that Li Wei's approach made him very comfortable, and he should also show corresponding respect and sincerity.

"Professor, with your strength, why be so humble with us? I will unconditionally agree with whatever you say."

Pas from the seventh year leaned back on his chair casually, tossing a pastry into his mouth. He turned his gaze to the surrounding students, his eyes subtly carrying a threatening intent.

He had already learned about Li Wei's strength from the sixth-years and understood that he had seized a great opportunity this time. He would not allow anyone to cause trouble.

Hermione sat in the middle of the seven, her face flushed, feeling somewhat excited—were these seven people the most outstanding students from each of the seven years?

So, was she the most outstanding second-year in the Professor's eyes?

She immediately felt pride, ambition, and timidity, forming a statistical distribution map in her eyes.

"Very good, I'm glad we've reached a consensus. Then, time is precious, let's start now."

"We'll start with the first years, and then proceed in order to the seventh years. During the entire Q&A process, anyone with an idea can raise their hand to express it.

I hope that after a while, all the questions from the lower years can be internally resolved by the upper years, and I will only need to answer the questions from the upper years."

What he said was very matter-of-fact, but to the ears of the upper-years, it carried a different meaning.

"Of course, I did get 6 'O's in my O.W.L. exams, so I can't possibly not be able to answer the questions from the lower years."

Pas's tone carried a hint of disdain. Hermione immediately felt a competitive spirit rise within her. She subconsciously looked at the handsome Cedric beside her.

He still had a smile on his face, seemingly unconcerned.

'He must be from Hufflepuff.'

Hermione thought to herself.

Monday, Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

The moment of reckoning had finally arrived amidst the students' unease.

"Good morning, everyone."

Li Wei walked into the classroom, looking as listless as ever.

However, this time, Cedric was the first to respond.

"Good morning, Professor."

Li Wei nodded at him and quickly handed out the students' assignments.

"This is your assignment from last week. I'll briefly go over the key points and any mistakes, and then we'll move on to practical training."

Li Wei waved his wand, and the wall facing the students quickly transformed into a huge white whiteboard.

An auto-transcribing quill floated beside him, flitting up and down as he dictated.

"First, the key points of spellcasting. You all wrote well, and I assume you've memorized the feeling during the copying process. I hope you can integrate it during combat later.

The area with more significant issues lies in the understanding of the Immobilus spell."

A sprawling blackboard quickly appeared 'on the wall.' With Cedric's reminder, most students quickly took notes while listening—some chose to use the magical quill for automatic transcription, focusing intently on the lecture, while others opted for handwriting, and some didn't take notes at all.

Li Wei noticed these behaviors but didn't intervene.

He wouldn't force everyone to think in the same way, whether for better or worse.

Five minutes passed, and the review of the assignment's knowledge points was completed. The auto-transcribing quill slowly settled on the podium desk.

"Now, I'll call on three people to recite last week's assignment."

Li Wei's gaze swept across the crowd and casually pointed at a green-haired student.

"You."

"Cough, cough!"

The green-haired boy wiped his nose, showing no fear on his face, and fluently recited the information on the ten dark creatures.

"Well done, Ravenclaw gets one point."

Next, Li Wei called on Cedric.

As expected, he also completed it perfectly.

"Excellent, Hufflepuff gets one point."

Li Wei then called on the last boy—although he stumbled a bit, he still managed to recite it.

He nodded in encouragement, gaining a deeper understanding of the conduct of the students from the two houses.

Without needing to guess, he knew that students from Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff would be better at executing his ideas.

The former naturally loved knowledge, while the latter were honest and diligent. Although it might be a bit challenging to keep up with his plan, they would obediently follow.

As for Slytherin and Gryffindor. Their performance in the third year was actually alright. Although there were occasional issues with incomplete recitations or missing information, they managed to get through it.

Li Wei let them go after reminding them to review it in their free time after class.

When it came time to teach the second-year students that afternoon, the atmosphere was a bit subtle.

"Alright, that's all for the homework."

The auto-scribing quill slowly stopped on the podium.

'Don't pick me! Don't pick me! Don't pick me! Don't pick me! Don't pick me!'

A crowd of students cautiously sized up Li Wei, praying fervently in their hearts.

"Is it time to do the problems next? Professor."

Ron, from the audience, took the initiative to ask before Li Wei could proceed.

Li Wei glanced at him with a half-smile—for some reason, even though the look held no particular meaning, Ron felt a pang of guilt and instinctively wanted to shrink his neck.

But fortunately, he managed to hold back with all his might.

So the professor didn't notice his abnormality.

"Since you all want to do problems so badly, let's do problems first. I'll give you three minutes."

Li Wei waved his wand, and the pre-prepared test papers were distributed.

'Well done! Little Ronnie!'

The Gryffindor slackers cheered for Ron in their hearts, and Harry even broke into a cold sweat for him.

"Ron! You're so brave!"

He quietly gave Ron a fist bump of encouragement.

Hermione, sitting in the front row, couldn't help but frown—if it had been her first year, she would have definitely raised her hand to remind Li Wei.

But now, she decided to mention it later, if Li Wei didn't remember.

Three minutes later, Li Wei collected the test papers. The students obediently got up from their seats, preparing to line up as they had in the previous class to face the dark creatures they were to encounter this time.

Suddenly, they heard Li Wei say:

"Wait, I haven't checked the recitation homework yet, have I?"

"Nooooooo!!!!!!!"

A wail rose from the student body.

'Can't I still get away with it? Can't I hide it!

Ron pounded the ground with his hands, feeling sorry for himself.

Li Wei then picked him first.

"Ron, you've got a lot of spirit. You go first and recite."

Whether it was an illusion or not, for a moment, Hermione thought she saw the professor smile.