"I'm so disappointed in you. How many times have I explained this question? And you still got it wrong!"
During Defense Against the Dark Arts, Li Wei held a pristine white exam paper and went over the questions. The young wizards below the podium all wore expressions of utter despair.
They simply could not understand it. How could Li Wei, a thirteen-year-old wizard, teach like some old professor who had been at it for more than twenty years?
Thirteen years old, twenty-five years of teaching experience—no, was that even scientific? Was it magic?
His teaching routines came one after another, delivered even more smoothly than Professor Snape's and Professor McGonagall's!
"You lot in the back, why are you looking down?
Look at the blackboard. Don't look down. And don't let me find out you're playing the Game Console under your desks, or don't blame me when I confiscate it!"
Professor Levi Keynes, the culprit behind it all, swept his gaze across the room. Every young wizard beneath the podium immediately sat up straight.
They knew that although Li Wei was young, this professor never joked around!
The Weasley Twins' Game Console had been confiscated by Li Wei more than once!
Rumor had it that Filch, the castle caretaker, was no longer at the top of the Weasley Twins' hate list!
As for who held first place, all they could say was: those who understood, understood. Those who did not need not ask. The interests involved were simply too great! Going anonymous!
"I'm not criticizing you. I'm doing this for your own future!"
Li Wei's expression changed, becoming earnestly persuasive.
"Tell me, final exams are almost here, and some of you still can't figure out such basic knowledge points."
"Are you learning magic for me? Are you learning it for your