Infinite Chimera Creation

Unicorn blood possesses immense vitality, capable of prolonging the lives of the dying. However, the blood of a unicorn that has perished tragically carries a powerful curse. Wizards who drink this blood will be afflicted by the curse, quickly losing their magic and dying from weakness.

Ordinary people who drink it will experience intense pain and hallucinations, eventually becoming mentally deranged and dying by tearing their own throats.

In order to safely utilize the life force in the unicorn's blood, Stuart deliberately used the flames from the Exploding Salamander's teeth to heat it and the Black Mamba's cerebrospinal fluid to cool it, minimizing the curse's impact on the mind. At most, it would only cause pain, but it would not cause the person to lose their mind.

Of course, the curse's effects on the body were not weakened; on the contrary, Stuart amplified them with the giant centipede in order to strengthen his body.

The monster born from this potion has, in a sense, become a werewolf-like being. If he can escape this laboratory, find a way to turn back into a human, and ensure his bloodline continues, the British wizarding world may soon have another highly dangerous humanoid race.

Of course, Stuart wouldn't give him that opportunity.

Over the next week, Stuart fed the newborn monster nearly a hundred different kinds of potions and meticulously recorded its physical reactions and how it felt after taking the medicine.

Finally, a week later, Stuart had finished experimenting with all the potions he needed to test, and the monster was no longer a threat to him. Stuart then had Karim use a poison needle to send that idiotic monster, whose eyes occasionally flashed with murderous intent but who always thought he was an idiot and didn't realize it, to meet its maker.

Shortly after Karim's venom flowed into the monster's body, the monster's body twisted and turned into a pile of green, gelatinous objects that could not support its own weight. And as if timed perfectly, Stuart's laboratory door was pushed open.

"Stuart, the butler said you wanted to see me...about something..."

Because the butler said, "The young master instructed that we can just go in without knocking," Sirius, who thought their relationship had improved further, pushed open the laboratory door with a big smile.

Then, what appeared before him was the Kalim Scorpion, whose poison hook had not yet been retracted, and the humanoid figure melted into a lump of gel.

Barely managing a smile, Sirius's voice became extremely dry.

"Um, Stuart, is Karim using a dummy for attack practice?"

Calmly tidying up the things on the table, Stuart answered without turning his head.

“Don’t ask stupid questions, Black. You’ve seen this before when Karim was hunting, so you should know that this colloid is a normal phenomenon after the venom of the Karim scorpion dissolves life.”

Sirius's smile faltered, becoming somewhat distorted. Just as he was about to say something, Stuart impatiently called out...

"Alright, don't just stand there at the door, come in quickly and help me clean the equipment over there."

Chapter Twelve: Sirius Black – Perhaps Changing (Revised)

Because Stuart's tone was too normal, no different from usual, Sirius instinctively walked into the laboratory, closed the door behind him, and then went to the lab bench to pick up the equipment and start cleaning.

After picking up the instrument, Sirius realized what he had done, and his expression immediately became strange. However, the shocking images that had shaken him earlier quickly calmed him down.

"Stuart, you have a really good mentality. You just killed someone and you can still be so calm."

When Sirius spoke of killing, he paused unconsciously for a moment, but the fear he had felt earlier was gone.

Stuart frowned, his voice hardening slightly.

“Blake, if I were you, I would shut up right now and focus on cleaning those instruments, so I wouldn’t get thrown into the toad pool later because they weren’t clean enough.”

If it were before, Blake would have immediately shut up upon hearing Stuart's words, wearing a submissive expression as if he had just been ravaged. But now, a smile slowly spread across his face, and he spoke in a light and cheerful voice.

"As expected, even if Stuart kills someone, our way of getting along won't change. I was actually scared because Stuart killed someone just now, how embarrassing."

Frowning, Stuart raised his hand and pointed at Sirius. A slightly blinding beam of light shot out from between his fingers and struck Sirius, who was immediately thrown into the air and crashed headfirst into a pool full of toads.

Of course, there were plenty of toads in the toad pool. As soon as Sirius entered, he felt a sticky, slippery sensation beneath him, and a toad the size of a fist crawled onto his face.

In the past, when Sirius fell into the Toad Pond, he would scream and rush out of the disgusting place as fast as he could.

Although Sirius Black is willing to be thrown into the toad pit time and time again in order to gain friends, that doesn't mean he enjoys being covered in a bunch of cold, slimy stuff.

This time, however, Sirius fell into the toad pool, but instead of screaming and rushing out as before, he grabbed the big toad off his face, held it in his hand, and shouted excitedly at Stuart.

"No matter what happens, we're still friends, right, Stuart?!"

Frowning at Sirius Black, who was covered in slime, Stuart coldly uttered "Idiot" before ignoring him and turning to organize the experimental data.

Sirius, ignored by Stuart, was not disappointed. He still had an excited smile on his face and grinned foolishly at the toad in his hand.

Stuart organized the experimental data, a satisfied smile playing on his lips as he listened to the laughter behind him. To keep Sirius from leaving the Black family, the first step was to eliminate his aversion to the Dark Families, and the most unacceptable aspect of the Dark Families was undoubtedly their disregard for human life.

While there are some gentler methods that can subtly change Sirius's attitude, Stuart didn't want to waste too much time on this matter, so he simply took a drastic approach.

During their time together, Stuart had already come to understand what kind of person Sirius was. If some people would fervently praise love and believe they couldn't live without it, then Sirius was the type who passionately championed friendship.

Sirius believes that friendship is more important than anything else. He can endure unfair treatment for friendship, sacrifice his life for friendship, negotiate with family members he doesn't like for friendship, and even his own bottom line can become his friends' bottom line.

Having realized this, Stuart naturally knew what to do. Therefore, during periods when human experimentation wasn't really necessary, he requested death row inmates from old Stuart as test subjects, and instructed the butler to bring Sirius Black when disposing of the test subjects, so that Sirius would witness him committing the murders.

As Stuart predicted, what happened next was exactly what happened. Sirius, who valued friendship more than law and morality, quickly accepted the fact that his friend had killed someone after seeing Stuart's attitude. He even thought, "It won't affect our friendship anyway, so I can do whatever I want."

In this way, although Sirius's relationship with the Black family did not improve, his hatred for the family would certainly not be as strong.

As the eldest son of the Black family, as long as he doesn't do anything that completely violates the family's honor or voluntarily leave the Black family, Mrs. Black certainly won't actively expel him, since that would be a disgrace to the family.

As long as Sirius Black doesn't leave the Black family, Stuart won't have to worry about his experimental materials. As for getting the naturally free-spirited Sirius Black to identify with the serious and rigid Black family, he hadn't even considered it; it was too much trouble and thankless work.

Chapter Thirteen, Nine and Three-Quarters (Revised)

Time always slips away unnoticed. When Sirius once again did something reckless, barging into Stuart's lab without knocking, the two were already eleven years old.

This time, Stuart didn't greet Sirius with the toad pond as before. After all, Stuart had already gained the right to breed poisonous creatures by proving to old Stuart his ability to control poisonous creatures through the Karim Scorpion. Now, the pond had changed drastically. It was no longer full of ordinary toads, but only a few strangely colored, cold-eyed, highly venomous toads.

Of course, even if Sirius were thrown into a pool full of poisonous toads, Stuart wouldn't feel any guilt, since he could cure all the poisons anyway.

However, today is the first day of school at Hogwarts, and it wouldn't be good if Sirius Black had crooked eyes and a distorted mouth, walked in circles, or had purple skin and went to school grinning like an idiot.

Therefore, Stuart simply made a mental note about Sirius and then dragged him toward Platform Nine and Three-Quarters.

As it turns out, most eleven-year-olds are still immature and mischievous kids. Stuart and Sirius, who don't need their parents to see them off at the station, are just a few exceptions.

Upon entering Platform 9¾, the difference between freshmen and returning students is immediately apparent. Freshmen either cling to their parents, looking reluctant to part, some even crying, or excitedly run around the platform, curious about everything.

Senior students, on the other hand, hugged and said goodbye to their parents and didn't linger on the platform. They dragged their luggage straight into the carriage in hopes of getting a better one.

Stewart grabbed Sirius's collar as he tried to run off to examine the train wheels and strode quickly into the carriage.

“Blake, you certainly don’t want everyone to see me beating up a future classmate on the platform on the first day of school, right?”

Blake was about to protest when he heard Stuart's threat, and immediately fell silent, shrinking back and muttering to himself.

"That's a train! I've never seen one before; this is the first time I've ever seen one."

Stuart frowned impatiently, and suddenly pulled hard on Sirius's collar, causing Sirius to cough violently.

"Trains are very common in the Muggle world. If you're really curious, you can go and see for yourself during the break this semester."

Knowing that Stuart was indeed getting impatient, Sirius didn't say anything more and quickly walked a few steps to join Stuart in getting into the train.

Because Stuart dislikes noise, he rushed straight to the last carriage, seemingly because he and Sirius had arrived earlier, and there was only one person in the last carriage.

Stuart knocked gently on the door and gave the seemingly thin but tall boy a polite smile.

“Is it good for you?”

"Of course, you're welcome."

The boy in the carriage gave a gentle smile reminiscent of warm sunshine and said softly.

"My name is Remus Lupin. May I ask your names?"

Stuart looked at the somewhat thin boy with great interest. He was quite interested in this first werewolf to appear in the original story.

Even though there was no malice in Stuart's gaze, Lupin still couldn't help but feel a sense of unease.

Although his height, which far exceeds that of his peers, often draws surprised stares from people, no one's gaze has ever made him feel so uncomfortable, as if his skin, flesh, and bones were being peeled away layer by layer, a terrifying and horrifying sight.

Perhaps because he was a werewolf, Lupin was much more sensitive to danger than ordinary people. He vaguely sensed the hidden true intention in Stuart's eyes, and his face turned pale and he trembled slightly.

Noticing Lupin's unusual behavior, Stuart withdrew his gaze, put down his things, and sat down opposite Lupin. He spoke in a slightly cold yet polite voice...

"I'm sorry, I was rude."

The dangerous gaze finally disappeared, and Lupin breathed a heavy sigh of relief. After such a rollercoaster of emotions, he had no interest in pursuing Stuart's rudeness. He could only shake his head with a wry smile, unable to utter a single word.

Sirius looked at Lupin, who had turned pale, with some sympathy. Although he had never personally experienced being stared at with that strange look by Stuart, he could still imagine how terrifying that experience must have been.

Sirius clearly remembers how ferocious the Karim Scorpion, whose species classification is now unclear, was originally.

However, when this dangerous poisonous creature first met Stuart, it was so frightened by his gaze that it shrank back in the middle of the cage and dared not approach the cage wall at all.

Stuart was not a talkative person to begin with; his interactions with others were mostly based on threats and intimidation, so he naturally wouldn't initiate conversations.

Lupin, still shaken from his earlier ordeal, dared not utter a word in front of Stuart. For a moment, the carriage fell eerily silent, a stark contrast to the bustling other carriages.

Sirius looked awkwardly at Stuart, then at Lupin, and finally, steeling himself, broke the eerie and dangerous silence.

"I forgot to mention when I introduced myself earlier that my name is Sirius Black, and I come from the Black family, a magical family. Both my parents are wizards."

At this point, a hint of disgust flashed in Sirius's eyes, but he immediately covered up his momentary change in emotion with a cheerful voice.

"Are your parents wizards or Muggles? Don't get me wrong, I don't mean any harm. I'm just curious about how parents who don't use magic react when they find out their child is a prospective wizard."

Lupin glanced at Stuart with a hint of excessive caution, and after confirming that Stuart was no longer looking at him with that dangerous gaze, he gently shook his head and answered softly.

"I certainly wouldn't assume that someone I've just met would harbor ill intentions towards me,"

At this point, Lupin paused, glanced at Stuart subconsciously, clearly recalling Stuart's earlier look, gave a wry smile, and continued.

"But I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. Although not all of them are purebloods, both of my parents are wizards."

"Being born pureblood is nothing to be praised or envied, because if you just look through the family tree, you'll find that all the pureblood nobles are related to you in some way. If you really care about seniority, at every banquet you'll find that a man more than forty years older than you is your nephew, a three-year-old kid is your uncle, and even to maintain your pureblood status, your future wife might be your sister. That feeling is indescribably terrible."

Although his tone remained cold and hard, Stuart joined in the conversation.

Even though Stuart's words weren't exactly comforting, his willingness to initiate conversation did put Lupin at ease, and the gentle smile on his face became much more natural.

With his burdens lifted, Lu Ping spoke cautiously yet with a touch of excitement with the two men.

Chapter Fourteen: Innate Compatibility (Revised)

Because of his werewolf identity, Lupin's parents never allowed him to interact with children his own age, fearing that he might accidentally hurt someone or be hurt himself. After all, there were many wizards who hated werewolves for no reason.

Eleven years of solitude made Lupin cherish this opportunity to interact with people his own age all the more. Looking at Sirius, who was smiling like the sun, and then at Stuart, whose expression was slightly indifferent, he became even more determined not to reveal his identity.

As Lupin and Sirius engaged in their lively conversation, with Stuart occasionally interjecting, time quickly passed, and the train began to move. Shortly after the train started moving, a knock sounded at the door.

A knowing look flashed in his eyes, and Stuart said loudly.

"Please come in."

As he expected, a little boy with messy hair pushed open the door and walked in.