Dumblemdore Family: Wizarding Witch World

As the first rays of dawn filtered into the room, Alvo stirred, his mind already active while his body still craved rest. Glancing down, he saw Pina nestled against him, her small frame rising and falling with the rhythm of peaceful sleep. A faint smile tugged at his lips as he gently slid out of bed, careful not to disturb her.

"Sleep well, little one," he whispered, tucking the blanket around her before stepping out.

The crisp morning air refreshed his senses as he walked to his mentor's study. The past few days weighed heavily on his mind, from the grueling simulations to the lessons learned against spectral and draconic foes. He needed guidance, and there was no one better to provide it than Master Alartard.

Entering the study, he found the seasoned mage poring over ancient scrolls. The room smelled of aged parchment and the faint aroma of herbal tea. Alartard looked up, his piercing gaze meeting Alvo's as he set aside his work.

"Alvo," Alartard greeted, his tone warm yet firm. "I see the wheels in your mind are already turning. What brings you here so early?"

Alvo stepped forward and bowed respectfully. "Master Alartard, I've come to seek your advice. The recent simulations have been enlightening but also exposed certain gaps in my preparation. Specifically, I'm concerned about my defenses. The spectral foes' incorporeal nature and the dragons' overwhelming power made me realize the need for stronger passive defenses. I want to know what symbols or techniques you would recommend to enhance my survivability."

Alartard leaned back in his chair, steepling his fingers as he listened intently. He nodded thoughtfully. "A wise observation, Alvo. It's good that you're addressing your vulnerabilities before they become liabilities. Tell me more about your experiences in the simulations."

Alvo recounted the battles with vivid detail—his struggles against the Ancient Dragonkin, the devastating attacks of spectral foes, and the hard-earned victories. He spoke of his technique refinements and the toll it had taken on his stamina and focus.

Alartard listened without interruption, his expression thoughtful. When Alvo finished, the elder mage stood, walking over to a shelf lined with intricately engraved tomes. Pulling out a thick, leather-bound volume, he returned to his seat and opened it to a marked page.

"There are a few symbols that may suit your needs," Alartard began, tracing the illustrations with a finger. "Each serves a specific defensive purpose, but their effectiveness depends on your skill and understanding. Let me explain."

Aegis Ward Symbol (Gold Rank):

"This symbol creates an aura of passive protection. It deflects incoming attacks, both physical and magical, by dispersing their force around you. It's particularly effective against sustained assaults, but it does consume a steady trickle of spiritual energy."

Spectral Bastion Symbol (Red Rank):

"Designed to counter ethereal foes, this symbol weaves a barrier that destabilizes incorporeal entities within a certain radius. It won't outright destroy them, but it makes their presence near you untenable."

Draconic Resilience Symbol (Gold Rank):

"Inspired by the natural defenses of dragons, this symbol enhances your physical and magical resistance, making you a formidable opponent even against overwhelming power. However, it requires significant focus to inscribe properly."

Harmony Shield Symbol (Gold Rank):

"This symbol adapts to the type of attack you're facing. It balances physical, magical, and spiritual defenses, ensuring no single area is left vulnerable. Its versatility makes it invaluable for unpredictable battles."

Alvo studied the pages, his mind already weighing the options. "Each of these seems immensely useful, but they also come with challenges. Which would you recommend as a starting point, Master?"

Alartard smiled faintly. "That depends on your priorities. If you wish to counter specific threats, such as ghosts or dragons, then the Spectral Bastion or Draconic Resilience would serve you well. However, for overall adaptability, I would suggest the Harmony Shield Symbol. It's complex to master but provides the most balanced protection."

Alvo nodded, his determination clear. "I'll start with the Harmony Shield Symbol, then. Its versatility will help me in the broadest range of scenarios."

Alartard closed the tome and looked at Alvo with pride. "Very well. Take this book with you and study the inscriptions carefully. Remember, crafting these symbols is as much about understanding their essence as it is about technical skill. Practice diligently, and don't hesitate to seek my guidance if you encounter difficulties."

Taking the tome, Alvo bowed deeply. "Thank you, Master Alartard. Your wisdom, as always, is invaluable."

As he left the study, the weight of the task ahead felt lighter. With new knowledge and a clear path forward, Alvo felt a renewed sense of purpose. Returning to his quarters, he found Pina still peacefully asleep, her small frame curled up under the blanket. Setting the tome down, he smiled softly, knowing that every step he took toward mastery was also for those he vowed to protect.

Alvo, ever diligent, decided not to keep his newfound knowledge to himself. Picking up his magical tablet, he drafted a quick note for Henry:

"Henry,

I've borrowed a tome from Master Alartard on defensive symbols. It includes invaluable insights on crafting symbols like the Harmony Shield, Spectral Bastion, and Draconic Resilience. If you're interested, let me know, and we can study together. It might benefit you as much as it will me.

— Alvo"

Satisfied with the message, he sent it and set the tablet aside. As he prepared to dive into his studies, another thought crossed his mind: the alchemical techniques of the great Autarchs. He had always been fascinated by the ancient arts of transmutation and synthesis, and now seemed like the perfect time to explore them further.

Turning back to the tablet, he searched for records on alchemical practices revered by the Autarchs of old. His search yielded a treasure trove of information. Among the entries, one stood out, glowing with the promise of enlightenment: "The Five Pillars of Alchemical Mastery by Autarch Xandros the Elemental."

Alvo began to read, his eyes scanning the intricate descriptions of the foundational principles:

The Pillar of Balance:

"All things are derived from the harmonious interplay of elements. The key to successful alchemy lies in maintaining equilibrium, ensuring no single element overpowers the others during synthesis."

The Pillar of Essence Extraction:

"True alchemy begins with understanding and isolating the essence of any material. By extracting its core properties, you can manipulate and recombine them to create new forms."

The Pillar of Purification:

"Impurities hinder transformation. The purer the base materials, the greater the potential for achieving flawless results."

The Pillar of Catalyst Selection:

"Catalysts are not mere accelerators but the heart of alchemy. The correct catalyst ensures stability, while an incorrect one invites disaster."

The Pillar of Intent and Will:

"Alchemy is as much an act of will as it is a science. The practitioner's intent shapes the outcome, guiding the process toward success or failure."

The text included step-by-step guides for crafting basic alchemical solutions and advanced techniques for creating legendary artifacts. There were even references to using alchemy to enhance magical symbols—a potential game-changer for his current pursuits.

Alvo leaned back, processing the vast wealth of knowledge. This would be no easy undertaking, but the challenge only fueled his excitement. With a renewed sense of purpose, he decided to begin his first experiment as soon as he mastered the basics outlined in the tome.

Alvo couldn't help but glance at the still-sleeping Pina, her small form curled up in her blanket with a peaceful expression. She had already proven herself to be clever, eager to learn, and remarkably resilient for someone so young. He felt a growing sense of responsibility—not just as her master but as her guide, protector, and mentor.

"She'll accompany me through life," Alvo thought, his gaze softening. "I need to ensure she has the tools to thrive, not just survive. One day, she'll stand beside me as more than just a companion."

Determined to find something meaningful for Pina, he returned to his tablet and began a new search, this time focusing on educational tools and artifacts that might accelerate her growth. His search yielded a variety of results, but two stood out:

The Elven Spirit Bloom Amulet:

A small charm that enhanced focus and learning in young elves. Infused with ancient magic, it was said to attune the wearer's mind to the natural flow of knowledge, making studying and understanding complex topics easier.

The Whispering Tome:

A magical book that adjusted its content based on the reader's needs and abilities. It was specifically designed for young magical beings, teaching them foundational concepts in various disciplines, from botany to basic spellcraft, through interactive exercises.

Alvo nodded thoughtfully. Both items seemed like perfect tools for Pina's development. He jotted down a note to procure them at the next opportunity. But beyond magical artifacts, he realized that Pina's growth would also depend on how he nurtured her skills day by day.

"If she's to walk this path with me, I need to teach her discipline, strategy, and compassion," he mused. "She'll need a strong foundation—knowledge, confidence, and strength to stand tall in this chaotic world."

He made a mental note to start including her in some of his studies, tailoring lessons to her abilities and interests. Perhaps she could help him with alchemical experiments or learn the basics of rune crafting.

Pina stirred slightly in her sleep, her tiny fingers clutching the edge of her blanket. Alvo smiled. He knew she had the potential to achieve great things, but for now, she'd be given the chance to grow at her own pace.

Foundation: Synchronizing with the Energy Flow Alvo sat cross-legged, drawing upon his spiritual connection to the heavens and earth.

He visualized streams of celestial and terrestrial energy flowing into his Spirit Sea, forming a stable cycle of harmony within him.Using a Resonance Circle (a rune-based energy stabilizer he had previously inscribed), he amplified his attunement to these natural energies, allowing him to "perceive" the essence of nearby herbs or materials without physically acquiring them.

 Essence Extraction: Condensing the EnergyAlvo extended his consciousness into the Resonance Circle, weaving tendrils of energy into specific patterns that mimicked the vibrational frequency of the desired material.

By focusing on a herb's essence (Sunroot's fiery vitality or Moonlily's tranquil clarity), he created an energy proxy of its properties.The proxy was condensed into a Micro-Essence Orb, a concentrated form of the energy that contained the spiritual and alchemical traits of the material.

Core Shaping: Forming the Pill StructureWith the essence orb complete, Alvo activated a Refinement Array, a series of intricate runes designed to stabilize and shape the energy.

He channeled his intent through the array, compressing the energy into a pill-like form. This step was delicate, as any imbalance could cause the energy to dissipate or destabilize.

Imprinting: Embedding Intent and FunctionalityAlvo infused the pill with his True Intention of the Waves, embedding it with purpose: healing, strengthening, clarity of mind, or any other desired effect.

This ensured the pill's effectiveness and aligned its energy flow with the user's needs.

Final Stabilization: Sealing with RunesThe alchemical pill was sealed with a small rune of stability, drawn using pure spiritual energy, ensuring its longevity and efficacy.This sealing process harmonized the pill's internal energy, preventing dissipation over time.

After countless failures—unstable pills exploding into harmless bursts of energy, essence dissipating mid-refinement, or imperfect proxies—Alvo finally succeeded. As the glowing pill floated in his palm, its radiant energy pulsed softly, exuding a harmonious aura.

"Finally," he murmured, exhausted but triumphant.

Pina, unaware of the significance, clapped her hands excitedly. "Master did it! Pina knew you could!" she cheered, bouncing in her seat.

Dear Father,

If It Causes Trouble, Say You Created It

I've recently made a breakthrough in alchemy, and I'm sharing it with you in detail. If this ends up ruffling feathers or sparking debates, feel free to claim full responsibility for its creation. You've always been better at navigating those waters than I have.

Attached, you'll find a complete video recording of the process from start to finish. Additionally, I've included a brief report outlining the method and its potential implications.

The alchemical method relies solely on the energies of the heavens and earth, completely bypassing the need for physical materials. By condensing these energies into essence proxies, I've successfully crafted pills and other products with properties identical to those derived from traditional means.

Advantages of the Process

Sustainability:

Eliminates dependency on rare herbs or physical materials.Fully harnesses the natural energies available in any environment.

Portability:

Can be performed anywhere with sufficient celestial and terrestrial energy.Removes the logistical challenges of transporting physical ingredients.

Adaptability:

The process can replicate the essence of any herb or material, making it versatile for a wide range of applications.

Purity:

Products are free of the impurities typically found in raw materials, resulting in significantly higher effectiveness.

I'm confident this discovery will open new avenues for alchemy and practical application across various fields. That said, I know the world has its way of questioning anything unconventional. Your insights and advice on navigating potential challenges would be greatly appreciated.

I look forward to hearing your thoughts.

Warm regards,

Alvo

Adrian was enjoying a tranquil afternoon by the pool with his wife, Fernanda, sipping on refreshing drinks. The soft glow of the sun danced across the water as the two relished the rare moment of peace. However, their serenity was interrupted when Adrian's tablet chimed with a new notification.

He picked it up leisurely, skimming through the message. At first, his expression was relaxed, but as he continued to read, his brow furrowed, his face grew serious, and then—quite suddenly—it went entirely blank, devoid of any emotion.

Fernanda, observing the parade of expressions from the corner of her eye, burst into laughter. "Adrian, what on earth? You've gone through an entire drama in two minutes!"

Adrian shook his head, muttering under his breath as he began typing a reply.

To: Alvo

Yes, I made it. Don't worry about it. Second, do absolutely nothing further.Third, tell no one. Fourth, I now have a headache.

Have a good day.

He hit send with a sigh, setting the tablet down on the side table.

Fernanda, still laughing, clutched her stomach. "Oh, Adrian, the look on your face! What did the 'little Alvo' send you this time?"

Adrian leaned back in his chair, rubbing his temples. "Something brilliant, something reckless, and something that will either change the world or give me migraines for the rest of my life."

Fernanda chuckled even harder, wiping a tear from her eye. "Well, at least he keeps life interesting."

Alvo chuckled to himself, shaking his head. "Well, if Papa says so, he must know best. I suppose all I can do now is wait."

He glanced at the small pill he had worked tirelessly to create, its radiant energy pulsing faintly. Kneeling beside Pina, who was already watching him with wide, curious eyes, he smiled warmly. "Here, little one," he said, gently handing her the pill. "Eat this, and then I want you to meditate. It'll help you grow stronger."

Pina nodded eagerly, trusting her master completely. She took the pill, her tiny hands cupping it delicately before popping it into her mouth. The moment she swallowed, her eyes glimmered with a spark of energy. Alvo guided her to sit cross-legged and begin her meditation, making sure she was comfortable.

"Good girl," he murmured, brushing her hair gently before standing up.

Leaving her in a serene state, he made his way to the kitchen and prepared a pot of tea. As the aroma of the brewing leaves filled the air, he poured himself a cup and sat by the window, sipping thoughtfully. His mind wandered to the tasks ahead.

Henry was expected back soon, and they had a significant task to complete—putting the villa into a state of heightened security, or as they called it, "Red State." It was a precautionary measure, one they had discussed but not yet implemented.

Looking out at the horizon, Alvo took another sip of tea, feeling the calm before the storm. "Henry better hurry," he muttered to himself with a wry smile. "We've got work to do."

An hour later, Henry arrived, his usual confident stride punctuated by the weight of his travels. Alvo, seated comfortably in the villa's study, had already prepared for this moment. He handed Henry a letter, neatly written and concise, and gestured toward the tablet on the desk.

"I figured you'd want the short version rather than me repeating everything," Alvo said with a smirk. "Read this while I prepare."

Henry raised an eyebrow but nodded, picking up the tablet. As he began reading, his expression shifted from mild curiosity to surprise and finally to amusement. Alvo had detailed everything—his experiments, the unexpected success of creating a pill purely from celestial and terrestrial energy, the comical exchange with their father, and his current plans.

"You really don't stop, do you?" Henry chuckled, placing the tablet down after finishing the letter.

"Not when there's progress to be made," Alvo replied confidently. "Speaking of which, I'm not stopping now. I'm attempting to reach Magus Official Level 3."

Henry blinked. "Right now?"

Alvo gave a small nod, his focus unwavering. "Right now."

With that, he turned to face the center of the room, his expression serious. "Spirit of the Academy, activate Red State," he commanded aloud. The villa's magical defenses began to hum with energy, the walls subtly shimmering as the protective spells heightened their potency.

Alvo sat cross-legged on the floor, closing his eyes and steadying his breath. He focused on the intricate techniques he had been honing, drawing upon the energies he had refined and mastered. The air around him seemed to ripple faintly, a testament to the magnitude of the task he was about to undertake.

Henry leaned against the wall, still processing everything he'd read. "Good luck, brother," he muttered under his breath, his eyes flicking back to the tablet. He couldn't help but smile at Alvo's meticulous approach and unyielding ambition. "Let's see what you'll achieve this time."

He glanced back at the tablet, rereading the detailed notes Alvo had provided about the new alchemy process.

The concept was intriguing—creating something purely from celestial and terrestrial energy. Henry thought about his own specialties, particularly the healing arts. Could this process be adapted to amplify the effects of his golden Symbol of Healing?

He leaned back against the chair, mulling it over. If Alvo can do it with raw energy, then surely I can use my Symbol of Healing to replicate a similar effect for medicinal purposes, he thought.

Henry grabbed a blank notebook and began sketching out a rough idea. He focused on the properties his Symbol of Healing enhanced—regeneration, soothing energy, and vitality. Then, with a determined nod, he cleared a small workspace, sat cross-legged, and began channeling his Symbol's energy.

Closing his eyes, Henry activated the golden Symbol of Healing etched within his Spirit Sea. A warm, radiant glow emanated from his core, spreading through his veins like liquid sunlight.

Focus on the essence, he reminded himself. Pull the energies from the heavens and the earth, and blend them into a coherent whole.

The initial attempt was messy. The energy he gathered clashed and spiraled out of control, fizzling out into harmless sparks. Henry let out a frustrated sigh, shaking his head.

"Too much celestial energy," he muttered, rubbing his temples. "Let's balance it better this time."

His second attempt was more refined, but the resulting energy construct crumbled as soon as he tried to infuse it with vitality. Henry groaned, running a hand through his hair.

"This is harder than Alvo made it sound," he said aloud, casting a glance toward his meditating brother.

On the third attempt, Henry slowed his pace, carefully adjusting the ratio of celestial and terrestrial energy. His Symbol of Healing flared brighter, responding to his focused intent. This time, the energy he gathered stabilized into a glowing orb of pure healing essence.

The orb shimmered in his hands, pulsating gently like a heartbeat. Henry's eyes widened as he realized he'd succeeded—at least partially. He tried shaping the energy further, infusing it with regenerative properties.

The result was a pale green mist that dissipated almost immediately. While not a perfect success, it was progress.

Henry chuckled, a mix of exhaustion and satisfaction washing over him. "Well, it's not a pill, but it's a start," he muttered.

He leaned back against the wall, watching the faint trails of energy dissipate into the air. Glancing at Alvo, still deep in meditation, Henry couldn't help but smirk.

"I'll get the hang of this, just watch," he said quietly. "You're not the only one who can innovate around here."

With that, Henry closed his eyes, letting the warm glow of the Symbol soothe his fatigue. Tomorrow, he'd refine the process further—and maybe, just maybe, he'd have something to show Alvo.

Five days of relentless focus and meditation culminated in a moment that felt like the fabric of reality itself was bending. The energy surrounding Alvo began to swirl, shrinking inward like a collapsing star. It condensed further and further until it seemed to vanish into a singularity—a void of unimaginable density and power.

Alvo's body trembled as the energy surged inward, funneling directly into his Spirit Sea. The sheer force of it was overwhelming, echoing with a cacophony of what felt like collapsing doors, ancient gates shattering one after another in rapid succession.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The noise reverberated through his very soul. Waves of energy rippled outward in continuous pulses, creating a rhythm that resonated with the core of his existence.

Suddenly, the vibrant blue expanse of his Spirit Sea dimmed, shifting into a deep, infinite black. It wasn't emptiness—far from it. The darkness shimmered with countless pinpricks of light, like stars scattered across an endless cosmos. Galaxies spun in mesmerizing patterns, nebulae of every hue swirled in the distance, and deeper still, the faint outlines of universes layered upon one another.

Alvo stood in awe within his Spirit Sea, now a reflection of the universe itself. He could feel the boundless energy coursing through him, a tide he could barely contain. Every breath seemed to connect him to the farthest reaches of existence, and every heartbeat echoed with the rhythm of creation.

"What... what have I become?" Alvo murmured, his voice trembling with a mix of reverence and disbelief.

The vastness of it all threatened to overwhelm him, but Alvo steadied his focus. He clenched his fists, grounding himself as he felt the power settle, aligning with his will.

Finally, the storm within subsided, leaving behind a calm but immensely potent presence. His Spirit Sea, now a mirror of the universe, exuded an aura of unparalleled strength and infinite potential.

"I've done it," Alvo whispered, his voice filled with quiet triumph. "Magus Official Level 3."

He exhaled deeply, letting the realization sink in. The journey had been arduous, but this moment was worth every ounce of effort.

As he opened his eyes, the world around him seemed different—brighter, sharper, more alive. Alvo's lips curled into a faint smile. He wasn't the same person he had been five days ago. This was a new chapter, one that promised boundless possibilities.

Still seated, he glanced over at Pina, who had been quietly meditating beside him. Even in her rest, she seemed to sense the change, a serene smile gracing her face.

Over the five days that followed, Henry immersed himself in alchemy with unwavering determination. While Alvo experienced the expansion of his power, Henry was dedicated to understanding and mastering the technique of transforming celestial and terrestrial energies into alchemical substances, especially in connection with the Healing Symbol he sought to perfect.

On the first day, Henry focused on understanding how the energies could be manipulated to create something effective without the use of herbs or physical materials. He began to feel a slight resistance when trying to channel the necessary energy, but in his moments of concentration, he felt the first signs of progress.

He used his own life energy to connect the Healing Symbol to his movements, attempting to imitate the essence of healing herbs. However, by the end of the day, when testing the results, the small vials of golden powder he had created began to glow faintly and intermittently, without the expected effectiveness. "It's still not right," Henry thought, as frustration began to set in. But he didn't give up.

On the second day, Henry was more focused. He repeated the same steps but began to use the patterns of healing waves he had learned with the Symbol, attempting to adjust the flow of energies to find the perfect balance between the Celestial and the Terrestrial. He kept his mind calm, but with every attempt, it seemed the energies were still out of sync.

At the end of the day, Henry still didn't succeed. The pills he created still didn't show the desired effect, and he began to feel exhausted, but not discouraged. He knew he was close to discovering what was missing. He took notes on his failures and adjusted his technique for the next day.

On the third day, Henry had an insight. During a deep meditation, he realized that the mistake was in how he was channeling the energies. He recalled Alartard's words about how, in alchemy, a clear intention was the key to creating any substance. So, he adjusted his mindset, focusing solely on the pure energy he wanted to imitate, without distractions.

This time, as he channeled the celestial and terrestrial energies with a much more precise intention, Henry managed to create a substance. It appeared in his hand as a glowing sphere that pulsed gently. When he applied it to a light wound on his arm, the pain disappeared almost instantly. He was excited, but he also knew that this was still just a step.

The fourth day was for refinement. Henry realized that what he had created the previous day was, in fact, a healing agent, but not as potent as it could be. He worked on concentrating the energies, adjusting the flow between the sky and the earth, and tested different tweaks in his energies until he felt that the effectiveness was within reach. He also noticed that the Healing Symbol could be more dynamic if he was more specific about the conditions for which he wanted it to be effective.

With that, the new substances he produced began to act faster and more powerfully. He used one of the spheres on a more serious injury and saw immediate results: the skin regenerated and the pain was relieved in a surprisingly short time. This motivated him to keep going, and he decided that his ability with alchemy was beginning to align with the standards he was seeking.

On the final day of his intense training, Henry felt that he had finally achieved perfection. He had spent the last few days adjusting, refining, and concentrating his energies to create the best possible healing compound. Using the Healing Symbol skillfully, he produced a series of alchemical substances that not only healed wounds with extreme speed but also offered a lasting restorative effect for both the body and mind.

Feeling that his technique was now ready, Henry performed the final test: he applied one dose to a serious wound, created by a simulated beast, which had been created in the simulation for this purpose. The injury disappeared almost instantly, and Henry felt a wave of satisfaction and relief. He had finally mastered the process.

Back in his quarters, Henry looked at the vials and substances he had created over the past five days. The path to getting here had been challenging, but now he felt his understanding of alchemy was much deeper and more attuned to his goals.

Beside him, little Tina played, and Henry smiled, knowing that his work would not only strengthen him but also help those around him, especially when he needed to heal wounds on the battlefield or in emergency situations.

"Alvo was right," Henry thought with a smile. "Now, it's not just power, but control and understanding."

Henry, seeing that the village had returned to a calm blue state, decided to find Alvo and congratulate him on reaching Magus Official level 3. When he found him, Henry greeted him with a wide grin.

"Alvo, congratulations on making it to level 3! That's a huge achievement," Henry said, clapping him on the back. "And... I have something else to share. I've made significant progress with the alchemy process over the past few days. I think it's finally at the point where I can replicate it consistently."

He paused for a moment, his expression turning thoughtful.

"I've been thinking. What if our families started a branch of alchemy? We could sell these healing compounds and other products we've developed. After some intense training, I believe that many members of our families will be able to replicate these processes without needing our direct involvement. The potential returns could be massive. What do you think? It could be a great source of revenue for us, and we'd be helping people in the process too."

Henry watched Alvo closely, awaiting his response, his mind already buzzing with possibilities.

Alvo paused, thinking carefully about Henry's suggestion. After a moment, he spoke with a calm but purposeful tone.

"I've already sent an update to my father about the alchemy progress. However, I think it's a good idea. Send me your achievements and updates, and I'll compile everything. Then, I'll initiate a video call and explain it all to him. What do you think?" Alvo asked, looking at Henry with a sense of determination in his eyes. "It will help present everything clearly and efficiently. If my father sees the potential in this, we could move forward quickly."

God Alchemy Enterprise, said Adrian smiling, and Jon said, this is how we gonna operate.

Alvo and Henry's alchemy business will focus on producing potions, elixirs, and enhancements through energy manipulation, bypassing the need for physical materials like herbs. The business plan ensures that the products are priced fairly while maintaining a high level of quality and sustainability. The goal is to establish a profitable business model by minimizing production costs and ensuring that both families benefit from the profits.

Alchemy Products:

Potions, elixirs, and enhancements.These items will be created using the energy of the celestial and terrestrial planes, replicating the properties of herbs but without requiring physical materials.

Sales Pricing Model:

Although no physical herbs will be used, the pricing will be set as if herbs were involved, considering market prices for rare materials.Each potion or elixir will be priced in a manner that reflects the price of raw herbs to maintain market value.Price for Rare Herbs (100 pieces): 100 spiritual stones.

Price per Product (Example: 1 batch of a potion): 10 spiritual stones (equivalent to 10 pieces of rare herbs) for a basic level product.Higher-level or specialized potions (using the same energy-based process) will be priced based on the complexity and potency, with prices ranging from 20 to 50 spiritual stones.

Monthly Sales Projection:

Assuming an average production rate of 100 batches per month for basic potions and elixirs, and 50 batches of high-level specialized potions.Revenue from Basic Products:100 batches * 10 stones per batch = 1,000 spiritual stones.Revenue from High-Level Products:50 batches * 30 stones per batch = 1,500 spiritual stones.

Total Revenue per Month = 1,000 + 1,500 = 2,500 spiritual stones.

Adrian handed over the magical credit cards to Alvo and Henry, his expression steady yet approving. "Here are your magical credit cards. We will deposit your share every month. We've also implemented a training plan for 1,000 individuals from each family. We're making this operation massive. If the sales exceed projections, your share could reach up to 10,000 spiritual stones per month."

Both Alvo and Jon nodded in agreement, acknowledging the gravity of the plan. The scale was enormous, and it seemed to promise a great deal of wealth and influence. However, as the details of the financial strategy unfolded, the sheer volume of calculations and organization required started to sink in.

While they appreciated the opportunity, they couldn't help but feel exasperated. The intricate numbers and logistics felt far more taxing than any combat they'd faced. Both of them, in a rare moment of shared frustration, looked at each other and muttered almost in unison, "We'd rather be fighting ghosts than dealing with all this paperwork."

The prospect of handling the complexity of such a large-scale venture was daunting, and while the rewards were great, the weight of managing the business aspect of their newfound venture loomed large. Yet, with their focus on family success and the goals they'd set, they knew they had to push forward—even if it meant battling through piles of numbers and forecasts.