The heavy wooden door of the Potions Department's public operating room closed gently behind him, cutting off the hustle and bustle of the outside world.
The spacious space is filled with the scent of dried herbs, mineral dust, and a subtle hint of old parchment.
Sunlight shines through the tall arched windows and casts several beams of light on the polished quartz experimental table, illuminating the fine dust suspended in the air.
Benjamin took a deep breath and let the unique tranquility of the laboratory settle his mind.
In front of him, crucibles, retorts, condensers, beakers of various shapes and grinding instruments were arranged in an orderly manner, like a silent army waiting for command.
Today's goal is to refine a kind of "Focus Potion" that can temporarily improve mental concentration. It is a relatively advanced Magic Potion in the apprenticeship stage, but the materials are not very complicated.
He walked to the material shelf on one side, and his eyes fell on the few items he needed: a bunch of Glowgrass that exuded a refreshing scent, a few pieces of Moon Silver mineral fragments with silver spots, a small bottle of viscous Nightglow Moss extract, and a few dried flame flower petals with veins like flame lines.
Benjamin wears thin gloves, which are special tools for the Potions Department. Not only can they isolate the body from erosion caused by various materials, but the fingertips can still keenly feel the "pulsation" of the materials.
He picked up the fluorescent grass, not simply cutting it, but gently placing his fingertips on the grass stems.
A weak, cold touch came along the fingertips.
He closed his eyes, turned on Analysis Art, and sank into it, as if he could see the cold energy flow like moonlight flowing inside the blades of grass, as well as several tiny impurity nodes with a turbid feeling.
"The activity is acceptable, but the roots have a little more impurities."
Benjamin took out a silver knife inlaid with pure crystal.
His movements were gentle and precise, and the tip of the knife traveled along specific energy veins.
After peeling off the impurities, he put the processed grass leaves into a warm white jade mortar.
Grinding is not about brute force, but the spiritual power that needs to be blessed with a unique rhythm. Each grinding time releases the essence of the grass blades just right without destroying its core energy structure.
Soon, the grass blades turned into a pool of shimmering green sap.
Moon Silver Mine fragments are a test of patience.
Benjamin Put them into a grinder with fine runes engraved on the inner wall.
The grinding beads inside are driven, accompanied by a low hum, and the hard ore is decomposed into uniform and fine silver powder sparkling with starlight under the magic resonance.
Throughout the process, he was using Alchemy to "scan" the uniformity of the powder to ensure that every particle was basically the same.
After solving all the preparatory work, we finally came to the core steps of making Magic Potion.
Benjamin lit the constant-temperature magic crucible in the center of the experimental platform, and a faint blue flame burned silently at the bottom of the crucible.
He first slowly poured the processed fireweed juice into the preheated crucible. When the liquid came into contact with the heat source, it immediately made a subtle "sizzling" sound and a cool mist rose up.
He was attentive and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's.
On the open book, complex formulas and ratios are clearly marked.
He picked up a crystal dropper with micro-scale precision and carefully drank the prescribed amount of Nightglow Moss extract.
One drop, two drops...
The viscous liquid dripped into the green juice, and it did not merge immediately. Instead, like ink dripping into water, a circle of fluorescent light appeared around the edge that seemed to be slowly crawling.
"The energy conflict has begun..." Benjamin immediately flashed the knowledge in the book in his mind, and at the same time, without hesitation, he put the Moon Silver powder into the crucible.
The moment the powder touches the liquid surface, it seems like a spark has been thrown into it!
The liquid in the crucible suddenly became unstable, the green and fluorescent colors violently repeled each other, and tiny silver sparks even surged in the center area, making a low crackling sound.
A mixed smell of metal and decaying vegetation filled the air.
This is the critical moment!
Benjamin decisively released his mental power, Analysis Art was like an invisible and precise network, instantly covering the entire crucible.
His consciousness sank into it, no longer just observing the boiling and changing color on the surface, but going deep into the microscopic level to "perceive" how those violent energy particles collide, combine, and annihilate.
In his mental vision, there seemed to be a small cosmic storm going on in the crucible. The energy of the fireweed tried to calm the restlessness of Nightglow Moss, while the metal energy of Moon Silver acted like a catalyst, forcibly building a bridge between the two, triggering a more violent reaction.
What he has to do is to accurately grasp the timing and intensity of Moon Silver energy intervention. If he is not careful, the balance will be broken.
Benjamin held his breath, condensing a trace of mental power on his fingertips, ready to control the flame temperature or throw in neutralizing materials at any time, all his mind was maintained in that boiling micro-universe.
The storm gradually subsided, and the green, fluorescent and silver light began to merge, forming a deep indigo liquid that seemed to contain the stars.
However, just when Benjamin was about to add the last material - Flame Petals powder, his mental power captured an extremely subtle energy fluctuation. It was a tiny crystal in Moon Silver powder that had not been completely ground. It suddenly experienced unexpected changes under the continuous high temperature!
"Not good!" The alarm sounded in his heart, but the movement of his fingers could no longer be withdrawn.
The powder of Flame Petals fell into the indigo liquid with scorching energy.
Puff--boom!
As if dynamite was ignited, the liquid in the crucible instantly turned from indigo to dazzling bright purple, expanded violently, and emitted a piercing scream!
A stench of sulfur and burnt feathers erupted violently. Benjamin reacted very quickly and hid behind a special protective crystal plate.
Bang!
There was a muffled sound, and the crucible cover was blown away by the violent airflow. The hot and viscous purple waste liquid splashed all over the protective plate and crystal table, sizzling and emitting unpleasant white smoke.
A few drops of liquid splashed on Benjamin's arm, and Alchemy's gloves were immediately corroded with small holes.
There was also some gray-black smoke on his face, making him look quite embarrassed.
The laboratory was in a mess, and the pungent smell lingered for a long time.
Benjamin didn't bother to clean up after the smoke and dust dissipated. He immediately rushed to the experimental table and used special anti-corrosion tweezers to carefully collect some incompletely evaporated waste liquid residue and strange crystals that condensed after the explosion.
He took out a thick experimental notebook and carefully observed the crystal with Alchemy and Analysis Art. At the same time, a quill automatically levitated and danced rapidly on the page:
"The 17th Focus Potion refining record:
Failure stage: final fusion stage (after Flame Petals joins).
Phenomenon: The liquid instantly changes from indigo to bright purple, boils and expands violently, accompanied by a pungent sulfur smell and a slight explosion (energy overload type explosion).
Key points of mental observation: 0.3 seconds before adding Flame Petals, an abnormal energy spike in the area numbered G7 in the Moon Silver powder was detected (it is suspected that the microcrystalline core that was not completely crushed was excited by the flame energy).
This peak caused a violent chain reaction with the solar property of Flame Petals, far exceeding the formula design threshold..."