As Ciel's gaze shifted, knowledge about Alihotsy purification processes from previously received rewards surfaced in his mind. Despite being merely Platinum-level knowledge, even with his current mental power, absorbing it genuinely took considerable time.
After all, this is comprehensive process knowledge, not merely a single thesis. The content is truly extraordinarily complex.
Like in his previous life, documents related to production processes had page counts calculated in thousands. Because in real production environments, ensuring stable production required every detail to be perfected—otherwise even one reagent's purity problem could cause an entire batch's scrapping. These were all gradually summarized and improved through long-term production processes.
But now, relying on the planting system, he already thoroughly understood the entire Alihotsy purification process flow, including every detail—like having detailed engineering documentation before him. Perhaps this process still fell somewhat short compared to processes improved generation after generation by other Alihotsy estates, but it absolutely satisfied Alihotsy's stable purification and production requirements.
Plus this batch of Alihotsy's quality was unexpectedly high. The first batch of products opening the market and gaining footing shouldn't be problematic.
Then he walked toward the cave where troll priest Siris resided. Inside the cave, alchemical array patterns glowed brilliantly. A batch of ore was refined to ash by alchemy, and then what fell on the table were crystalline, transparent gems.
Seeing Ciel approach, Siris hurriedly bowed respectfully, presenting a small pouch with both hands, "My King, the gems I've refined recently are all here. However, all the nearby ore has been brought."
Ciel looked at this pouch of gems, showing a satisfied expression, "Don't worry about the ore supply—I've already found channels. It'll be transported soon. You've worked hard lately."
Siris repeatedly shook his head, face full of reverence, "My King labors tirelessly for the troll clan. What I've done is nothing compared to Your Majesty's contributions."
Ciel felt somewhat embarrassed hearing this. Moments later, he stated his purpose to Siris, "I need you to use alchemy to build some large-scale reaction devices for me."
Then he waved his wand—extremely precise equipment diagrams appeared before Siris's eyes. Siris looked at these instruments, exclaiming, "My King, these are?"
Ciel explained, "These are devices needed for purifying Alihotsy. If they can be manufactured, we should be able to purify Alihotsy on Sprout Island, using this as a cornerstone industry."
Hearing this, Siris's eyes widened with shock and wild joy. After leaving the Forbidden Forest, besides alchemy-related books, Ciel had also brought many books introducing the current wizarding world situation—Sprout Island even received the Daily Prophet. Siris was no longer as completely ignorant about the wizarding world as when confined to the Forbidden Forest.
The implications of being able to purify Alihotsy were clear to Siris. Honestly, this was equivalent to possessing a machine that constantly manufactured Galleons. Even alchemists weren't this profitable! The benefits this could bring exceeded imagination.
Siris just hadn't expected Ciel could produce such processes—looking at this, he'd figured it out himself? His mind instantly imagined countless scenes of Ciel laboring tirelessly, working day and night on purification processes for the troll clan's growth.
For a moment, Siris's eyes brimmed with tears, "My King! You must take care of your health! You are the troll clan's hope for rising—the troll clan pledges loyal service unto death, My King!"
Ciel felt bewildered. How have I moved Siris to this extent again?
Fortunately, moments later, Siris composed himself, repeatedly promising, "My King, rest assured. I absolutely won't disappoint My King's hard work. Using alchemy to manufacture these devices isn't highly difficult—I can complete them in a few hours."
Hearing this, Ciel's eyes also lit up with delight. The sooner Alihotsy purification could be completed and production lines could start operating, the better for him, naturally.
So for the following period, he remained on Sprout Island, planning the Alihotsy purification workshop location—needing proximity to Alihotsy cultivation fields for convenient transportation, with flat, open terrain. Soon he identified an open area. After slight modifications, Siris drew alchemical arrays one after another on it.
Simultaneously, trolls followed Siris's requirements—either excavating in mountain rocks or diving into nearby seas, quarrying on seabeds, then categorizing and stacking stones on alchemical arrays. After all these preparations were completed, Siris heavily swung his wand.
The next moment, alchemical arrays illuminated one after another. Stacked ore under radiance seemed like melted clay, slowly beginning to take shape as Siris waved his wand. After a long while, alchemical arrays' radiance gradually dimmed.
What appeared before Ciel was an extremely tall smokestack, several massive reaction vessels, and some winding glass pipelines. Devices needed for Alihotsy purification had actually been formed in one go under alchemy—making him marvel. Alchemy truly deserves to be the most difficult magical art to master. In construction, probably even modern building techniques aren't this convenient.
Then he inspected everything, nodding with satisfaction—each device's specifications exceeded his expectations considerably. Gazing at that extremely high-quality Alihotsy, his eyes burned with fervor. He carefully selected the first batch, feeding them into the purification process's starting point.
Simultaneously, Siris under his direction, carefully waved his wand, creating blazing flames. Other trolls bucket by bucket hauled freshwater, pouring it through pipelines into a massive reaction vessel.
Watching everything proceeding orderly, he inhaled deeply. The entire purification process requires about three days. Three days later, if the first batch of purified Alihotsy samples has no problems, large-scale production can begin.
Time passed second by second—in the blink of an eye, three days had passed.
At Hogwarts Castle, Snape glanced at the time, muttering with some surprise, "Already three days. That badger hasn't given up yet? Could he still be stubbornly working on Alihotsy purification processes? Or could he actually produce something—"
Then Snape instinctively shook his head. Though Ciel had surprised him many times, achieving some breakthrough in Alihotsy purification processes in just a few days seemed too far-fetched.
Impossible. Absolutely impossible. Probably just being stubborn. But before long, he should give up.
Snape's gaze turned instead to a contract document—its content concerned transferring one of his potion workshops. He gritted his teeth in frustration. Damned profiteers, exploiting this timing to lower prices. Be grateful this isn't wartime, or I'd definitely send a Cruciatus Curse your way.
But all things considered, to address the upcoming funding shortage, this potion workshop truly had to be transferred. Fortunately, Snape had no attachment to such businesses—with his abilities, once this period passed, acquiring several more potion workshops would be quite simple.
Moments later, Snape's quill, dipped in ink, slowly descended toward the parchment.
Just then, urgent knocking suddenly sounded at Snape's office door.