Chapter 32 Ender Gem Fusion (Ch 32)

A week later, Kaisen was tinkering with the enchantment table in front of him in his office in a depressed mood.

Because he still underestimated Madam Pomfrey’s skills, Quirrell, who was half-crippled by him, appeared on the podium of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom again a week later.

Snape was also unhappy with him.

However, the reasons why they were unhappy were slightly different. Kaisen was unhappy because Quirrell had caused trouble again.

Snape lost his position as substitute professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, which he had just received for a week.

But now he forced himself to clear the evil thoughts about Quirrell from his head, and continued to study the enchantment table in front of him.

He had been studying for a week, enchanting the magic of the ender pearl into his body.

It can be said that everything is ready, except for the first step.

Several pieces of lapis lazuli suddenly appeared in his hands and he placed them on the enchantment table.

Before, when I enchanted my wand and wizard robes, I just used huge amounts of magic power to satisfy my hunger.

But now, if you want to enchant yourself, you have to be as professional as possible, after all, it can easily result in loss of life.

The next moment he placed the book in his hand on the enchantment table and it floated up.

In an instant, strands of text symbols were drawn out from the book, and combined with magic power, they slowly generated a purple light.

Phew.

Peng!

Dumbledore in the headmaster’s office was startled when he heard the loud noise.

“Madam in the White Dress, do you know what happened?” he asked a portrait that was visiting the principal’s office.

“I’ll go ask.” The lady in the white dress left the portrait and came back soon.

“There was an explosion in the Alchemy Office and Professor Kesenhis disappeared.”

Dumbledore’s originally calm face suddenly stiffened.

“I hope nothing happened to him…”

He stood up, thought for a moment, and then Apparated into the alchemy office.

At this moment, the office was blown to pieces by the horrific explosion, and Kaisen…

Kaisen appeared in every corner of the office.

It’s not some advanced clone technique, it’s just that his teleportation speed is too fast.

“Dumbledore, help me, I can’t stop.”

Dumbledore took out the Elder Wand and pointed it, and Kaisen, who had been unable to control his teleportation, finally stopped, or was pulled by a more powerful force of space.

Every time he teleported out, he would be moved back by an even more powerful and strange spatial force.

“Oh my god Merlin… I think I should redecorate this office.” After Kaisen returned to normal, he patted his chest in fear.

“Before that, would you mind letting me know what you are doing?” Dumbledore found a relatively…complete stool and sat down.

“Look at this thing.” Kaisen threw the Ender Pearl directly to Dumbledore.

“This thing is an alchemical creation. What is its use?”

“Smash him.”

Dumbledore nodded and threw it to the ground.

With a hum, Kaisen appeared directly at the place where the ender pearl shattered.

“Oh…what a wonderful alchemy, really.” Dumbledore praised.

“But you still haven’t told me why you blew this place into a wasteland.”

Kaisen’s expression suddenly became constipated, and after thinking about it, he took out the booklet on alchemy of flesh and blood that he had copied from [Forbidden Alchemy].

Dumbledore flipped through the pages and said, “You should have called me, because this is really dangerous.”

“I have experimented many times, and the success rate has reached a very impressive level.”

“How many?”

“As high as 24%, which means a 24% probability.”

Dumbledore was somewhat helpless: “I sincerely hope that you will cherish your own life as much as you cherish the life of the little wizard.”

Kaisen shrugged and said, “Relax, just think of it as a joke. The real probability is definitely not as low as I said. Relax.”

“I hope so. Can I release you from your restraint now?” Dumbledore sighed.

“Almost. I think I can control myself now.”

Dumbledore took out his wand and nodded. The next moment, Kaisen felt that he had never been so free as he was at that moment. With just a thought, he appeared behind Dumbledore.

“It’s really good.” he exclaimed.

“Hmm, pretty good.”

From that day on, Kaisen’s life seemed to be in simple mode.

Apart from anything else, the commuting time that he usually hated the most was shortened to one or two seconds, because at the beginning he could easily teleport to the Potions classroom downstairs from the Alchemy classroom.

It’s just, very embarrassing.

But none of this mattered, because Madam Hooch, the flying lesson professor, was sitting on the sofa in the corner of his office with a huge suitcase in front of her.

“I’m glad you opened the door for me. It saved me the trouble of carrying a few guys back to the factory where they came from.”

Kaisen nodded. “Of course I’ll open the door for you, but this is… uh, what is this?”

“A full set of Quidditch balls, a Quaffle, two Bludgers, and a Golden Snitch. This year’s Quidditch Cup is about to begin, and I have to get these guys in good shape before the game, so I came to you.” Madam Hooch said with a smile.

“Of course, but honestly, don’t expect too much from me. I’ve never been exposed to this kind of stuff before.”

Kaisen took the suitcase containing the four numbers and opened it with a click. The Golden Snitch was about to flap its wings and fly away, but fortunately it was firmly confined in the suitcase.

“This little guy is really energetic.”

He knocked with his left hand, touched with his right hand, and finally asked, “Mrs. Hooch, should all Quidditch balls have magic to protect against curses?”

“That’s natural. Take the Bludger for example. You see how big it is. If it doesn’t follow the rules of Quidditch and just crashes into a person, it can easily kill the player.” Madam Hooch responded.

“Oh, I’m sorry, Madam Hooch. You should take good care of this group of balls in the future. Their defensive magic has been wiped out.” Kaisen grasped a huge wandering ball tightly in both hands and walked towards the enchantment table not far away.

In less than a minute, all four balls were blessed.

“Thank you so much, Professor Kaysen, otherwise these balls might have been in big trouble.” Madam Hooch thanked while carrying a huge suitcase.

“Madam Hooch, you misunderstood. It’s not that there might be a big mess, it’s that there will definitely be a big mess.”