Academic Renaissance Initiative

The dome of the Akademiya's House of Daena shattered under dawn's judgmental light. Alhaitham slammed the Sorting Hat onto the statue of the First Sage, its jagged brim roaring with a deafening anthem: 

*"Maggots hollow ancient trees,* 

*Fools plagiarize decrepit scrolls!* 

*Four schools forge new frontiers—* 

*Change your minds or disappear!"* 

The Amurta Sage's *Sumeru Mycological Atlas* spilled across the floor as his star pupil screamed in a hologram—transmigrated to a Hufflepuff greenhouse, now drenched in carnivorous plant digestive fluid. "pH 1.3 acidity!" he shouted, scribbling notes. "Tenfold more precise than Akasha data!" 

"The Akademiya squandered 378.2 billion Mora over five years," Alhaitham projected a Scarlet King-style ledger. "42% funded redundant 'studies'." His finger flicked to a Sage's three-year grant application on *Fungal Beast Luminescence Theory*, then to a corner where *StarCraft* probe parts self-assembled. "Meanwhile, your so-called 'heretical' blind-box tech solved 87% of the Scarlet King Mausoleum's restoration puzzles." 

As Lisa's wand erupted *Alice in Wonderland* card fireworks, thirty Sages were trapped in 2D classrooms. The Kshahrewar Dean's beard morphed into Van Gogh's *Starry Night*, the Haravatat Elder's glasses twisted into Klein bottles, while his *Advanced Elemental Theory* textbook fled a sentient teapot. 

"Let's revisit dimensional foil principles~" Lisa ascended a card staircase, prodding a Sage's Geo shield with her wand. "Your prized defenses—" The shield crumbled like shortbread. "—are spiderwebs blocking meteors to higher civilizations." 

Holograms suddenly broadcast forbidden footage: the Greater Lord sealing Forbidden Knowledge reimagined as anime, Abyss Heralds tap-dancing on shredded *Akasha Terminal Manuals*. "Stop this!" roared the Spantamad Sage, clawing at his Picasso-style cravat. "You'll destroy Teyvat's foundations!" 

"Five centuries ago, ley line theory was called pseudoscience." Lisa conjured a *Three-Body Problem* droplet, its mirrored surface warping their faces. "Also—" The droplet pierced ten Geo shields. "—your 'Unforged' alloys are butter to this." 

As the House neared data overload from "reality authenticity" debates, Nahida's hologram emerged from Irminsul roots. A Klein bottle woven from Dendro devoured the chaos, Sages' theses tangoing in curved spacetime. 

"Knowledge isn't chains—it's wings." She placed the Sorting Hat atop the bottle, its colored streams becoming data rivers. A Vahumana student sorted into Slytherin tried to protest until his thesis transformed into a screeching owl: "Line 1145—99% plagiarism!" 

Holographic Teyvat swirled across the Klein bottle's surface. Nahida tapped a bubble—Kazuha stir-frying at the Knights of Favonius kitchen while Klee caramelized bombs; another bubble showed Lumine teaching Aranara calculus in Kusanali's crown. "If the world is code," her fingertip ignited starlight, "we're its freest variables." 

The Sorting Hat lunged at a Sage: "Oh~ The Akasha backdoor engineer! Azkaban needs you!" Scarlet King blueprints fell from his sleeve, labeled *Artificial God Project*. 

In the midnight library, Alhaitham trod on shredded *Advanced Elemental Theory* pages. The Hat perched askew on the Scarlet King statue, fangs clutching a burnt *Ark Project* fragment—the Akademiya's plan to upload minds into the Akasha. 

"Must cognitive revolutions bleed?" Lisa's wand levitated a bloodstained Akasha Terminal. 

"When dogmatists crown themselves with knowledge," Alhaitham embedded a *Three-Body* droplet model into the Sage's throne, "blood becomes the cheapest tuition." Shelves collapsed, spilling *Harry Potter* banned books and slime solutions. 

Deep within Irminsul, Nahida buried a memory fragment—Kazuha's pre-transmigration novel outline titled *Teyvat Academic Revolution*. At dawn's first light, the Sorting Hat belted *O Sole Mio* while a Gryffindor-sorted Sage jousted *Monster Hunter* Palicoes on a broomstick.