"How could my fate be so tragic?" Kayson, who was originally sitting on the sofa, instantly looked a little awkward. Immediately after, he didn't even use his legs, directly using Ender Teleportation to the center of the explosion, George's infusion altar.
At this moment, the infusion altar was a mess, with ominous purple slime all over the floor.
But none of that mattered. What mattered was George, who had been blown against the wall by the explosion, and Fred, who was both bewildered and involuntarily applauding: "I can only say, George, you tried too hard. You didn't even salt it, seriously."
"Actually, I didn't do it on purpose. It's like Professor taught, this infusion altar just exploded by itself." George was about to get up from the floor when Kayson pressed him back down.
He then quickly made a healing potion shower room with dispensers and glass panes, forcibly pushed George inside, pulled the lever, and made him shower in the healing potion for half an hour.
And that half an hour should be enough for him to recover from most of his internal and external injuries, inside and out.
On the other side, Kayson looked at the clumps of purple slime on the infusion altar and instantly felt like he could die.
However, this was a mess made by his good students, so what could he do?
Of course, he chose to forgive him...
"Professor, what the hell is this thing?" Fred, now free, walked over and asked with a pained expression, looking at the dense curse wave slime on the ground.
"This is something you, as Infusion Mages, must learn to clear. If you fail when using the infusion altar, this purple slime will appear. Its scientific name is Curse Wave," Kayson said bitterly.
"Then Professor? Can you do it?"
George, who was in the "shower room," asked.
"Cough cough... Uh... I don't know how to learn." Kayson scanned the leaked curse wave with his monocle while using nether alloy blocks to completely enclose the entire infusion altar.
"Both of you follow me. I'll research how to clean this thing…" Kayson said, turning off the lever of the dispenser above George's head, and led the two back to the small sofa in the office area.
After making them sit quietly on the small sofa, Kayson took out the magic manual and suddenly said with a touch of melancholy, "Fortunately, you two are inseparable. Otherwise, after I'm gone, I wouldn't know who to pass this book on to."
Upon hearing such a heavy topic, the Weasley Twins quickly laughed it off: "Professor, Nicolas Flamel can create the Philosopher's Stone and live for over six hundred years. You will die? It doesn't seem very likely."
Kayson raised an eyebrow: "Why wouldn't I die? But it might not be because of lifespan. Perhaps it's because of rules… time… being killed by someone… or maybe I've just gotten tired of living in this world and left on my own. Didn't Dumbledore always say that death is the next great adventure?"
"But those are future matters. It's a good thing that you two are inseparable brothers right now. Otherwise, if you two were strangers or just ordinary friends, you really wouldn't be able to inherit this thing. It wouldn't be good for me to give it to either of you, and I might have to take it to my grave." Kayson smiled and patted the magic manual in his hand. Then, as he patted it, he suddenly realized something…
The magic manual… Initially, wasn't it also made by combining a vanilla MC book with World Salt?
The difference was that World Salt had a lot of energy and could transform a single book into a magic manual.
But if it was a staff transformation…
Thinking of this, he placed two bookshelves on the ground: "Transform this bookshelf with your staffs."
Although the Weasley Twins were a bit confused, they naturally took out their staffs and pointed them at the bookshelves in front of them, beginning the transformation.
Soon, the bookshelves, just like when the infusion altar transformed, slowly melted, slowly glowed, and finally condensed into a small, ornate book.
A magic manual!
As expected!
Kayson gave himself a big mental cheer!
Meanwhile, George and Fred picked up the magic manuals floating on the ground, simultaneously opened them, took a look, and then their faces simultaneously showed an expression of utter astonishment.
"Professor, this is a book?"
"Hmm?"
"Apparently so." Kayson also walked over, stood behind one of them, took a look, confirmed there was no difference from his own magic manual, and then casually agreed, letting them study it on their own.
He, meanwhile, continued to sit on the sofa, once again burying his head in the magic manual.
He had been researching Mystic Era for an unknown amount of time, and the things he had modified with the infusion altar could no longer fit in Dumbledore's office. Yet, he had never once produced curse wave.
But today, he let the Weasley Twins try it once, and the curse wave came out so fresh and clear…
However, before he could slide his finger across the starry sky to find a way to clear the curse wave, the Weasley Twins appeared before him, eagerly looking at Kayson.
"What's wrong?" Kayson asked.
"Since, Professor, I can produce this curse wave pollution more easily than you, why don't you let me handle this first curse wave cleanup?" the Weasley Twins said in unison.
Kayson looked at the curse wave nearby, which truly wasn't a large area of pollution. Even if it couldn't be cleaned quickly, it was nothing more than laying a high floor with nether alloy blocks or building a Beacon...
"No problem. This curse wave cleanup is up to you. If you need anything, or are missing any crafting materials, you can look directly in the office," he said calmly.
"Professor!"
"We won't disappoint you!"
The Weasley Twins said firmly, one after the other.
"Hm, why don't you two get some sleep first? To be honest, this curse wave isn't that serious; the amount is too small," Kayson advised.
"No, Professor."
"This is our inescapable duty!" the Weasley Twins declared resolutely, like two knights.
Kayson raised an eyebrow: "It really takes you young people to have such spirit… I can't hold on anymore; I'm going to sleep."
With that, he slowly stood up and started walking upstairs.
He suddenly stopped halfway: "Oh, by the way, do you need me to ask for leave for you tomorrow?"
"Yes!"
Again, two crisp voices came from the Weasley Twins.
"Hm…" Kayson nodded and slowly ambled back to his bedroom.
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