Even though Bellatrix had already been scared half to death, she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Will drag away another test subject.
At that moment, she wanted Will's experiment to succeed more than anyone else in the world. She was even praying to the Dark Lord, hoping Will would succeed on this attempt.
But the Dark Lord apparently had no intention of helping her. Contrary to her wishes, the other test subject's screams and groans lasted a full hour, followed by over forty minutes of foolish laughter mingled with wails, before abruptly falling silent.
At that moment, Bellatrix's heart nearly stopped.
Inside the Laboratory, Will's brows were tightly furrowed.
I've brushed against the brink of success with the Happiness Charm over and over, but I'm still just a little short. The Spell Fusion isn't working well enough.
It seemed that the Spell Fusion only caused the two to diverge. The result was never quite perfect. Although the magical structure worked reasonably well, it simply could not reach the standard Will wanted.
With a spell like this, imperfections could cause serious problems. Will shook his head at the test subject, who was still smiling as he convulsed nonstop. The man was not dead, but he looked close to it.
After examining the man's mind, Will confirmed that he had become an idiot. Or rather, the intense stimulation of joy and sorrow over such a short period had damaged his mind.
Throughout the experiment, he had been using ancient Magic to sense the man's emotions.
There was something seriously wrong with those emotions. It was not happiness, but an agitated euphoria, occasionally mixed with fear.
Perhaps I should abandon fusion and use my usual method of direct construction, Will thought. Taking his notebook, he began making revisions to