Hermione stared blankly at the enlarged amino acid unit in her mind. It looked bizarre, yet simple—simple enough to be called crude.
And yet such an enormous number was born from this crude structure.
It was hardly only Muggles who would get a headache over this.
By now, Hermione had begun to understand Vaughn's plan—he seemed to be preparing to exploit the boundless possibilities inherent in proteins to forcibly "create" magical channel proteins, or rather, "magical proteins" capable of capturing magical factors and carrying the properties of potions!
But 10 to the 30th power... With so many possibilities, even trying a trillion times per second would probably take tens of billions of years to exhaust them all.
That was simply impossible, unless there was magic—
The sudden flash of inspiration made the girl freeze. She abruptly opened her eyes, first thumping herself in frustration, then looking at Vaughn with sparkling eyes. "Yes, this is terrible for Muggles, but... we're wizards!"
"Hahaha—"
Vaughn laughed loudly. Having monitored Hermione's thoughts the entire time, he naturally knew that the girl had come to realize it.
"That's right, dear. I'm glad you worked it out. True science isn't rigid dogmatism. When the path of Muggle science leads nowhere, try magic. Likewise, when magic leads nowhere, try science—this concept is one of my attempts to combine science and magic."
"The infinite possibilities of proteins are a disaster to Muggles, but magic has a solution—for instance, Felix Felicis!"
Hermione's eyes shone even brighter.
She had once heard Vaughn analyze the effects of Felix Felicis. The wizarding world generally believed that it could make one's wishes come true, while some potioneers believed it could only amplify emotions, and that the supposed wish fulfillment was merely an illusion.
Vaughn's analysis combined both views while offering something new. He