Chapter 34: How Much Do You Want?

Link was now beginning to somewhat believe what the professors had said about Snape's potions. Because although this potion tasted bad, the moment he drank it, Link felt much more comfortable.

And this comfort wasn't just physical. Link's mind also became incomparably clear, and his mood became calm and comfortable. Even more so, Link felt that his mental strength was slowly increasing!

This increase in mental strength wasn't much, but Link was certain, if one could drink this kind of potion long-term, the growth would become extremely terrifying.

The only problem was… this time, Link didn't feel sleepy.

For a moment, Link cast a confused glance toward Snape.

He saw that Snape was currently fully focused on skinning a toad. While doing so, a quill beside him was rapidly recording something.

Recalling Snape's earlier pigeon-like behavior, Link instantly understood.

This guy Snape, in order to avoid the drowsiness reaction after taking the potion from affecting his experiment, had deliberately spent several weeks improving the potion to remove this side effect.

Immediately, the way Link looked at Snape changed.

"You could remove the drowsiness side effect from the potion, so why didn't you do it before?"

Link raised his voice slightly. Upon hearing this, Snape didn't even lift an eyelid and said, "Sleep is not a side effect. It is a good medicine, especially for children like you."

Now Link had nothing to say. As someone from a later Muggle society, baptized by the wave of the information age, he naturally knew the benefits of sleep for the body.

Moreover, that feeling of instantly entering deep sleep after taking the potion was indeed hard to call a side effect.

It's just that such sleep could disrupt the biological clock, like how Link couldn't sleep the whole night after taking the potion, which left him sluggish the next morning.

Of course, Link didn't know if the original body owner had insomnia. If he did, then this potion could really be considered a good medicine.

Thinking like this, Link's previously agitated mood gradually calmed down.

But when he looked at Snape again, he saw that the other had finished skinning that poor toad and was currently holding a test tube and gulping down the dark green potion inside.

"What are you drinking?" Link suddenly raised his voice a little.

"If you had even a tiny bit of that so-called memory of yours, you'd know this is a nutritional potion used to fill the stomach."

"Really? I want to drink some too."

Upon hearing this, Snape glared at Link, the impatience on his face nearly overflowing. But after staring at Link for a while, he suddenly tossed over a test tube.

Link quickly caught it, carefully observed it for a bit, then followed Snape's example and drank it all in one go.

Then, Link almost threw up. Although this so-called nutritional potion wasn't as stimulating as the earlier special calming potion, it was only slightly less terrible.

The only difference between the two was this. The special calming potion was like an extremely bitter medicine, while the nutritional potion tasted like kitchen waste that had been sun-dried for half a month.

Now Link was beginning to suspect whether something was wrong with Snape's sense of taste. Otherwise, how could all his potions taste this bad?

But awful as it tasted, the effect of the nutritional potion was indeed top-notch.

Not long after Link drank it, a feeling of fullness emerged from his stomach, which made him involuntarily burp a kitchen-waste-flavored belch, disgusting himself again.

At this time, a rare sly smile appeared on Snape's face as he said, "I remember you already had dinner earlier, right? The effect of the nutritional potion is very strong, drinking it recklessly will make you fat."

"Getting fat doesn't matter. After all, I'm a kid. My metabolism is much faster than you middle-aged folks,"

Link rinsed his mouth with the water he carried with him and said, "But can't you improve the taste of the nutritional potion a bit? I almost thought I was eating poop. Do you drink this stuff every day?"

Snape's smile disappeared instantly. He gave a cold snort and ignored Link, bowing his head to resume work.

But Link wasn't planning to let him off that easily. He pulled out a notebook containing his potion class notes, flipping through it as he asked, "Professor Snape, may I ask, when extracting syrup from sneeze-root, what temperature should be used?"

"Are you a troll brain? I already explained that clearly in class." Snape cursed coldly, but after cursing, still impatiently said, "For every additional gram of sneeze-root mash, turn the small magical stove's valve one more time."

"Really?" Link quickly jotted it down, then asked, "Then how do you handle Chinese Chomping Cabbage to stop it from biting?"

"Wear dragonhide gloves. Then gently tickle its leaves."

"How can you fully remove the wings from a Billywig?"

"How do you make a color-changing giant snail obediently come out of its shell so we can scrape the mucus?"

"If there are too many impurities in dungstone, how do you deal with it? Crush and mix with water to filter?"

Faced with Link's endless stream of questions, at first Snape still answered them. But later on, he completely fell silent, and his face was getting darker and darker.

Seeing this, Link hurriedly shut his mouth, but his eyes kept glancing at the empty test tube beside him.

That was the empty tube of the nutritional potion.

He originally thought this kind of potion was useless, since Hogwarts didn't lack food, there was no need for such emergency hunger relief potions.

But after this period of living and studying, he somewhat understood why Snape drank it like water.

The food at Hogwarts was really awful.

Every day it was potatoes, roast meat, potatoes, roast meat…

Honestly, except for those little British wizards who had never eaten truly good food, and those with little appetite, the difference between that and drinking nutritional potion wasn't much.

And when a person is fully devoted to studying or research, eating really becomes a waste of time. It not only interrupts your study, but also makes you sluggish for an hour afterward due to the fullness.

At this time, nutritional potions perfectly solve this problem.

Thinking this, Link once again slowly leaned toward Snape with a cheeky smile and said, "Dear Professor Snape, do you have any more of that nutritional potion?"

"None left."

"Can you give me a few more bottles?"

"No."

"If you give me some, I'll shut up."

As soon as these words were said, Snape's hand stirring the cauldron suddenly paused. Then he turned and looked at Link and said, "How much do you want?"

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