Ahohoho! Tom's Roar

Waking up, it was a new day, and Kayson groggily got out of bed.

Yesterday, the original Alchemy experiment had been shelved because of four mischievous Gryffindor wizards.

Alright, perhaps the word wasn't quite... accurate. "Brainless" would be more fitting.

Kayson wondered if Dumbledore had been on something the other day, actually letting Hagrid use such a massive three-headed dog as a hurdle.

Filled with frustration, Kayson arrived at the Great Hall. Eating a dry, bland breakfast that was uniquely English, he felt like his life was just going to be like this.

After breakfast, Kayson didn't return to his office. Instead, he headed straight for the Forbidden Forest. He planned to find some test subjects. After all, he couldn't just sew an Ender Pearl into his own flesh on a whim; that wouldn't be an experiment, it would be suicide.

On the way, he encountered Hagrid, who was walking his pet dog. Or perhaps it was a hound, named Fang.

In any case, Hagrid asked curiously, "What are you going to the Forbidden Forest for?"

"I need to conduct an Alchemy experiment, and I require live test subjects."

Hagrid subconsciously looked up at the sky.

"Test subjects? Would chickens work?"

"Probably not. We wizards have magic, so our test subjects should also possess magic," Kayson shook his head.

"I see. I wouldn't understand even if you explained it to me... Anyway, I wish you good luck." Hagrid's head was about to explode upon hearing these so-called technical terms.

To reduce the strain on the blood vessels in his head, he quickly led Fang away from Kayson.

"Hey! Why are you running off? I have more to tell you!"

Upon hearing this, Hagrid quickened his pace. "No, no, the way you talk is just like... my Charms professor from school. It's too terrifying, too terrifying."

"Alright, I hope you dream of that professor every night!" Kayson offered his sincere blessings.

Not far away, Hagrid suddenly stumbled to one side as he walked.

In the afternoon, Kayson found a large number of magical creatures on the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest and caged them separately. It could be considered a fruitful harvest.

As for what specific creatures they were, he didn't actually know. He was simply walking through the Forbidden Forest, spotting any magical animal, throwing an Ender Pearl, teleporting next to it, and hitting it once.

Of course, for larger magical creatures, he'd directly hit them with obsidian. If one hit wasn't enough, he'd use two.

Carrying a string of cages, Kayson returned to his office under the strange gazes of the passing young wizards. He neatly stacked them in a corner, provided them with food and water, and then left them be.

He then summoned an Enchanting Table, placed the Ender Pearl inside, and soon a purple-glowing Ender Pearl appeared in his hand.

Next, he took out a grinding wheel, placed the enchanted pearl on it, and began to grind. With each rotation, sections of symbols were ground off, including the purple enchantment symbols and the original rule symbols of the Ender Pearl, until a cracking sound was heard.

"Aaaargh!" [Tom's voice]

"Huh? Your makeup is quite exquisite... Is this a real wound? What happened to you? You're so severely injured, why didn't you go to Madam Pomfrey?"

Professor Sprout, walking down the corridor, was startled by the terrifying howling coming from Kayson's office, thinking she had encountered some danger.

After two and a half seconds of thought, she hurriedly broke down the office door and then saw Kayson, who was almost entirely covered in injuries.

Normally, wizards were adept at treating external wounds. As long as they weren't tainted by Dark Magic, they could be easily healed with a simple spell or Skele-Gro.

But for someone like Kayson, with large areas of abrasions all over his body.

"Or is this some new fashion for you young people?"

"No, I just hadn't gotten around to it yet. I was researching new Alchemy methods."

Kayson shook his head and wrote down the symbols that had just been ground from the grinding wheel on a piece of parchment.

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Next, he just needed to use the Enchanting Table to enchant these symbols onto his body.

"Well, I'm relieved to see you're alright. Here, take this. If you're too embarrassed to let the young wizards see you in such a state, you can apply it yourself," Professor Sprout pulled a bottle of Skele-Gro essence from her pocket and placed it on the desk.

"Thank you, Professor."

"Mmm-hmm, I won't disturb your magical research any longer."

As Professor Sprout walked out of the room and closed the door, another Tom-like howl echoed from the office.

"Aaaaargh!"

"Young people these days, so flamboyant."

Until evening, Kayson, while using a cotton swab to apply Skele-Gro essence all over his body, looked at the densely packed enchantment symbols on the parchment and felt that his suffering had not been in vain.

Now, he had only one thought.

Sleep.

The next day... evening...

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..."

Kayson placed a magically dead creature into a nearby cauldron. A house-elf would periodically collect it and take it to the kitchen.

In reality, his experiment was already very close to success. According to the enchantment theory of the Enchanting Table, every item had its own enchantment symbol.

People had them too.

All he needed was to fill the gaps in the human body's enchantment symbols with the symbols belonging to the Ender Pearl.

It was precisely this final step that stumped him. It wasn't that it was too difficult, but rather that the enchantment symbols of magical creatures were too dense, and he couldn't find any place to insert them.

"In the end, won't I still have to do it directly on a human body?"

"Will I die from this?"

"Will my equipment explode?"

"Like, will the entire office be filled with a massive amount of blocks in an instant?"

Alright, Kayson wasn't the type to be serious. No matter what he was thinking about, his mind would be filled with random jokes that popped into his head.

Knock, knock, knock... The door was suddenly knocked.

He waved his hand, and the door opened with a creak.

"Professor Kayson? We've come to apologize."

Kayson glanced over. It was Harry and Neville, only the two of them.

"You don't need to apologize to me. You just need to understand what you did wrong. Most mistakes can be rectified, as long as you don't make them again in the future." Kayson put his hands on his hips and sighed.

"Um... Professor, are you very disappointed in me?" Neville suddenly looked up and asked.

"No, I'm not disappointed in either of you."

"Really?"

"Really." Kayson nodded.

"That's good." Neville breathed a sigh of relief and then pulled a small package from his back pocket.

"Professor, I prepared a gift for you earlier. I hope you like it... but I remember I put it here..."

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