Stage Play Teaching

Two weeks had passed since Li Wei sent the letter to Dumbledore.

After that, aside from Hermione and Ron sporting new glasses frames on their noses, nothing else seemed to have changed.

As the damp, cold air permeated the grass and seeped into the castle, October arrived.

Although Headmaster Dumbledore had previously subtly suggested that students avoid acting alone recently, especially near the damp lavatories, citing "preventing colds" and other reasons.

A sudden cold had still broken out among the staff and students, leaving Head Nurse Madam Pomfrey in a frantic state.

Fortunately, after Li Wei posted a notice stating, "Even if you catch a cold and miss the monthly exam, you will have a make-up exam next Sunday," a large portion of the older students who had caught colds recovered.

As for the rest, Li Wei didn't care.

While he had some ideas about the progress of the Chamber of Secrets incident, he wasn't anxious.

After a month on the job, he had gradually adapted to his teaching duties and gained a thorough understanding of each student's personality and talent.

Everything was becoming increasingly smooth.

At this point, he decided to officially implement the 'Magical Stage Play' teaching model for the fourth years.

"Magical Stage Play? Professor, are you asking us to act in a play? What about the lessons?"

In the classroom, Cedric was the first to raise an objection.

Li Wei looked at the student he was most satisfied with over the past month, nodded, and knew the other person was actually trying to cover for him.

"Among the seven years, you are my favorite year."

After teaching for a month and 'battling' a group of unfortunate children over homework, Li Wei had learned to tell white lies to some extent.

Looking at the students chuckling foolishly, he continued:

"I've decided to pay more attention to you, to combine education with entertainment, and let you learn magic in happiness. This is a benefit only you fourth years will have."

"Learn magic in happiness?"

"That's right. Starting today, our learning tasks will be reduced to one progress point per week."

Li Wei waved his wand, and twelve character scripts were distributed into the hands of twelve students.

Cedric, though somewhat worried that this change might affect their studies, still opened it out of curiosity.

[Wizard Continent: I Am a Legend]

This is a world of magic. In this world, everyone can learn magic. According to different levels of magical power, there are ten realms:

Witcher, Wizard, Great Wizard, Witch Spirit, Witch King, Witch Emperor, Witch Sect, Witch Venerable, Witch Saint, Witch Emperor.

In the magical world, the strong are numerous.

As a young man about to step into it, can you reach the end and become the ultimate legend?

[Your Character - Masai Jostone]

You are a member of the mixed-blood Jostone Family.

To seize the Garon Mine, your family frequently clashes with the Pasley Family from the surrounding counties.

When you were three years old, your father was killed by a powerful wizard from the Pasley Family using Dark Arts. Your mother grieved day and night and soon passed away.

The tragedy of your childhood filled your heart with hatred, and the loss of both parents left you without support within the family.

What's worse, you are a Squib, unable to even cast spells, and are often bullied by other members of your clan.]

Cedric frowned. His strong empathy allowed him to quickly put himself in the shoes of this pitiful character.

Speaking of which, Mr. Filch, the caretaker at Hogwarts, was also a Squib. He often suffered because of it, which was why he was so strict with the students at the school.

Cedric flipped to the next page.

[Act I - Abandoned Library]

As a Squib, you were once again mocked by your peers and driven out of the practice grounds today.

"Those without the ability to cast spells are not fit to practice with us!"

"Why? We're all from the same clan. I'm not bothering you here, so why won't you let me practice?"

"Why? Because my spells are more powerful than yours! What, you Squib, don't you agree?"

You, who 'spoke rudely,' were severely taught a lesson and were later punished by having to clean the abandoned library.

While cleaning, you discovered a long-dusty wand, waiting for your summons!

Li Wei's script was written in great detail. Cedric hadn't encountered this kind of reading material much before and was quickly engrossed.

Unfortunately, just as he finished reading Act I and wanted to continue, Li Wei's voice rang out.

"Everyone, stop after reading Act I."

"..."

Although he really wanted to know the subsequent plot development, Cedric obediently stopped.

However, he turned his head and found that a few students, disregarding the advice, were trying to turn to the next page of the script.

But they soon discovered that all the pages after Act I were stuck together and couldn't be opened at all.

It seemed they couldn't see the second act of the plot without Li Wei's consent.

"Alright, everyone has their roles. From now on, you need to act according to the logic of your characters in the script. Do you understand? It's like performing in a play."

"It sounds interesting, but... Professor, will this really help us learn magic?"

A Ravenclaw student adjusted the glasses on their nose and asked calmly.

"Of course. You already have a solid theoretical foundation, and your bodies have memorized all the key points for spellcasting. Now, it's time for testing and application."

Li Wei answered her question while waving his wand.

To the shocked gazes of all the little wizards, all the desks and chairs spontaneously floated up, quickly rising into the sky and disappearing. The classroom they saw began to stretch infinitely—expanding. Dozens of magical training dummies emerged from the ground. The ground beneath their feet was covered by a rainbow glow, transforming into yellow earth.

"Alright, we'll discuss the specific effects after we try it once.

If your performance doesn't satisfy me, I will decisively terminate this course and consider letting students from other years try it."

The display Li Wei showed was astonishing, decisively and efficiently deterring all the students.

Upon hearing that their performance determined the continuation of the course, the playful smiles on their faces instantly vanished.

This was their fourth-year exclusive privilege! They had just gotten it and hadn't even bragged to other students yet, so how could they lose it like this?

Besides, who would want to attend those boring theory classes every day when they could learn while playing? Well, the practical sessions after theory class weren't bad, though.

In an instant, everyone's motivation was ignited.

Cedric nervously stepped onto the training grounds—it was his first time acting in a play, and he was somewhat tense.

Moreover, the Professor had temporarily confiscated his wand.

Facing Cedric was a pure-blood student with a rather strange expression. According to the script, he was Rien Jostone, the annoying fellow who had kicked Cedric out of the training grounds.

"Cedric—"

As soon as he spoke, Cedric gently shook his head at him. The other students, who were also trying to get into character, whispered reminders.

"No, it's Masai Jostone."

"Oh—right, Masai! You useless Squib, you don't even have talent for spellcasting, yet you have the nerve to hang around the training grounds every day?"

The pure-blood student quickly got into character—in fact, he felt this role suited his thoughts quite well.

What a waste of time for a Squib to learn magic, wasn't it?