"How did my life end up this miserable…" The relaxed expression on Kasenhis's face instantly turned awkward. He didn't even bother using his legs—he directly Ender-teleported to the center of the explosion, George's Infusion Altar.
The altar was now a complete mess, the ground covered in ominous purple slime.
But that wasn't the important part. The important part was George, who had been blasted against the wall, and Fred, who was both dumbfounded and involuntarily applauding. "I can only say, George, you really went all out. You didn't hold back at all."
"Actually, I didn't do it on purpose! I followed exactly what the professor taught—this altar just exploded on its own!" George tried to get up, only to be pressed back down by Kasenhis.
Then Kasenhis quickly used a dispenser and glass panels to set up a healing potion shower, forcibly stuffed George inside, and pulled the lever, making him soak in healing potions for a solid half hour.
That half hour should be enough for his internal and external injuries to recover almost completely.
Meanwhile, Kasenhis looked at the piles of purple slime on the altar and immediately felt like dying inside.
But this was caused by his own student—what else could he do?
Of course, forgive him…
"Professor, what the heck is this stuff?" Fred, now free to move, walked over and asked with a pained expression as he looked at the dense patches of warp-infused slime on the ground.
"This is something you must learn to deal with as Infusion Artificers. If an infusion fails, this kind of purple slime appears. Its proper name is… Flux," Kasenhis said bitterly.
"Then, Professor? Do you know how?"
George asked from inside the "shower."
"Ahem… well… if I don't know, I'll just learn." Kasenhis said as he scanned the leaking Flux with a monocle, while surrounding the entire Infusion Altar with Netherite blocks.
"You two come along. I'll figure out how to deal with this stuff…" As he spoke, Kasenhis flipped the lever on the dispenser above George's head, then brought the two of them back to the small sofa in the office area.
After making them sit down quietly, Kasenhis took out the Thaumonomicon and suddenly said with a hint of melancholy, "Good thing you two are always together. Otherwise, when I'm gone someday, I wouldn't even know who to pass this book on to."
The Weasley twins immediately laughed it off upon hearing such a heavy topic. "Professor, Nicolas Flamel managed to create the Philosopher's Stone and live for over six hundred years. You dying? That doesn't sound very likely."
Kasenhis raised an eyebrow. "Why wouldn't I die? Though it might not be because of lifespan. Maybe rules… time… being killed… or maybe I'll just get tired of living in this world and go myself. Doesn't Dumbledore always say that death is the next great adventure?"
"But that's all in the future. The important thing now is that you two are inseparable brothers. Otherwise, if you were just strangers or ordinary friends, I wouldn't be able to pass this on properly. Giving it to either of you wouldn't feel right, and I might end up taking it to the grave." Kasenhis smiled as he tapped the Thaumonomicon in his hand.
Then, as he tapped it, he suddenly realized something…
The Thaumonomicon… in the beginning, wasn't it crafted from a normal Minecraft book combined with Salis Mundus?
The difference was that Salis Mundus had far greater energy, enough to transform a single book into a Thaumonomicon on its own.
But if it was done through wand transformation…
Thinking of this, he placed two bookshelves on the ground. "Use your wands to transform these bookshelves."
The Weasley twins were both a bit confused, but they naturally pulled out their wands and pointed them at the bookshelves, beginning the transformation.
Very quickly, just like when the Infusion Altar had transformed before, the bookshelves slowly melted, began to glow, and finally condensed into two small, ornate books.
Thaumonomicons!
Just as expected!
Kasenhis gave himself a strong mental pat on the back.
Meanwhile, George and Fred picked up the Thaumonomicons floating above the ground, opened them in sync, took one look, and immediately wore identical "what the hell" expressions.
"Professor, this is a book?"
"…What?"
"Obviously, yes." Kasenhis walked over, casually stood behind one of them to take a look, confirmed that it was no different from his own Thaumonomicon, and replied offhandedly before letting them figure things out on their own.
Meanwhile, Kasenhis returned to the sofa and once again buried his head in the Thaumonomicon.
He had spent who knew how long researching the arcane. The things he had modified with the Infusion Altar alone could fill Dumbledore's office to the brim, and even then, he had never produced a single trace of Flux.
And yet today, after letting the Weasley twins try it once, Flux had appeared just like that…
But before his finger could continue sliding across the starry pages in search of a method to clear Flux, the twins appeared in front of him, volunteering eagerly.
"What is it?" Kasenhis asked.
"Professor, compared to you, we seem to be much better at producing this Flux contamination. So why don't you leave the first cleanup to us?" the Weasley twins said in unison.
Kasenhis glanced at the relatively small area of contamination not far away. Even if it couldn't be cleared quickly, at worst he could just lay down a layer of Netherite blocks as a raised floor, or set up a beacon…
"No problem. I'll leave this cleanup to you. If you need anything—any crafting materials—you can just look for them in the office," he said calmly.
"Professor!"
"We won't let you down!"
The Weasley twins spoke one after the other, their voices firm.
"Mm-hm. Aren't you going to get some sleep first? Honestly, this Flux isn't that serious—the amount is pretty small," Kasenhis tried to persuade them.
"No, Professor."
"This is our responsibility!" the twins declared resolutely, like two knights.
Kasenhis raised an eyebrow. "You really do have energy, being young… I can't keep up. I'm going to sleep."
With that, he slowly stood up and headed upstairs.
Halfway there, he suddenly stopped. "Oh, right. Do you need me to ask for leave for you tomorrow?"
"Yes!"
Two crisp replies came from the twins at once.
"Mm-hm…" Kasenhis nodded and leisurely returned to his bedroom.
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