Fusion with the Ender Pearl

A week later, Kayson sat in his office, gloomily fiddling with the Enchanting Table before him.

He had still underestimated Madam Pomfrey's skills. A week after being beaten half-crippled by him, Quirrell had once again appeared behind the podium in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

Snape was unhappy as well.

However, the reasons for their unhappiness were somewhat different. Kayson was annoyed because that bastard Quirrell was once again causing trouble.

Snape, meanwhile, was upset because the position of temporary Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, which he had only held for a week, had flown away again.

But now, he forcibly cleared the criminal thoughts related to Quirrell from his mind and continued studying the Enchanting Table before him.

He had spent a week researching how to enchant the Ender Pearl's magic into his own body.

Everything was ready; all that remained was the final step.

Several pieces of lapis lazuli suddenly appeared in his hand, and he placed them on the Enchanting Table.

When he had enchanted his wand and wizard robes before, he had simply relied on an absurdly huge amount of magic power to get the job done.

But enchanting himself required the utmost professionalism. After all, it could very easily cost him his life.

The next moment, he placed the book in his hand on the Enchanting Table, and it floated into the air.

In an instant, wisps of letters and symbols were drawn from the book. Combined with magic power, they slowly formed a violet light.

Dumbledore, in the Headmaster's Office, felt his heart skip a beat when he heard the loud bang.

"Lady in the White Dress, do you know what happened?" he asked a portrait that was visiting the Headmaster's Office.

"I'll go ask." The Lady in the White Dress left the portrait, then returned not long afterward.

"There was an explosion in the Alchemy office. Professor Kayson Heath has disappeared."

Dumbledore's previously calm face suddenly stiffened.

"I hope nothing happened to him..."

He rose to his feet, considered it for a moment, then Apparated directly into the Alchemy office.

At that moment, the office had been blown beyond recognition by the terrifying explosion, and Kayson...

Kayson was appearing in every corner of the office.

It was not some advanced cloning technique. His teleportation speed was simply too fast.

"Dumbledore, help me! I can't stop!"

Dumbledore drew the Elder Wand and gave it a tap. Kayson, who had been unable to control his teleportation, finally stopped—or rather, he was caught by an even stronger spatial force.

Every time he teleported away, an even more powerful and bizarre spatial force immediately moved him back.

"Merlin's beard... Looks like I'll have to renovate this office." After returning to normal, Kayson patted his chest with lingering fear.

"Before that, would you mind letting me know what exactly you were doing?" Dumbledore asked as he found a chair that was more or less... intact and sat down.

"Take a look at this." Kayson tossed the Ender Pearl directly to Dumbledore.

"This is an alchemical creation. What does it do?"

"Smash it."

Dumbledore nodded and threw it onto the floor.

With a hum, Kayson appeared directly where the shattered Ender Pearl had landed.

"Oh... truly wonderful alchemy, truly," Dumbledore praised.

"But you still haven't told me why you blew this place into a ruin."

Kayson's expression suddenly turned constipated. After thinking it over, he took out the small booklet on Flesh Alchemy that he had copied from Forbidden Alchemy.

Dumbledore flipped through it. "You should have called me. This is genuinely very dangerous."

"I've already experimented many times. The success rate has reached a very respectable level."

"How much?"

"As high as twenty-four percent. In other words, a twenty-four percent chance."

Dumbledore sighed helplessly. "I sincerely hope you cherish your own life as much as you cherish the lives of young wizards."

Kayson shrugged. "Relax. Just think of it as me playing a little prank. The real odds definitely aren't as low as I said. Relax."

"I hope so. May I lift your restraint now?" Dumbledore asked with a sigh.

"More or less. I think I can control myself now."

Dumbledore drew his wand and tapped it. The next moment, Kayson felt freer than he ever had before. With a single thought, he appeared behind Dumbledore.

"Not bad at all," he remarked.

"Mm-hm, very good indeed."

From that day onward, Kayson's life seemed to have switched to easy mode.

Setting everything else aside, the commute he had always hated was reduced to one or two seconds. Though at first, he kept accidentally teleporting to the Potions classroom beneath the Alchemy classroom.

It was... rather awkward.

But that was not important, because Madam Hooch, the flying instructor, was sitting on the sofa in the corner of his office. A huge suitcase stood before her.

"I'm glad you opened the door for me. It saved me the trouble of taking these little fellows back to their factory for repairs."

Kayson nodded. "Of course I'd open the door for you, but this is... uh, what is this?"

"A full set of Quidditch balls: one Quaffle, two Bludgers, and one Golden Snitch. This year's Quidditch Cup is about to begin, and I need to get these balls properly sorted out before the matches. That's why I came to you," Madam Hooch said with a smile.

"Of course, but honestly, don't expect too much from me. I've never worked with these things before."

Kayson took the suitcase containing the four balls and opened it with a click. The Golden Snitch immediately tried to flap its wings and fly away, but fortunately, the case held it firmly in place.

"This little fellow certainly has plenty of energy."

After tapping with his left hand and feeling around with his right, he finally asked, "Madam Hooch, shouldn't all Quidditch balls have magic that prevents curses?"

"Of course. Take the Bludger, for example. You can see how large it is. If it ignored the rules of Quidditch and charged relentlessly at someone, it could very easily kill a player," Madam Hooch replied.

"I see. Then I'm sorry, Madam Hooch, but you'll need to guard this set of balls carefully from now on. Their protective magic has been erased." Kayson gripped a massive Bludger tightly with both hands and walked toward the Enchanting Table nearby.

In less than a minute, all four balls had been enchanted.

"Thank you so much, Professor Kayson. Otherwise, these balls really might have caused a huge mess," Madam Hooch said gratefully as she lifted the enormous suitcase.

"Madam Hooch, you misunderstand. It's not that they might cause a huge mess. They definitely will."