Who Was the Prey? Who Was the Hunter?

Wizet somewhat understood what it meant to "achieve your dreams with my own hands".

As a Potions Master, Snape was equally adept at adding large amounts of spicy and bitter herbs to Potions, or large amounts of sweet herbs.

After understanding Wizet's thoughts, Snape waved his wand and summoned the recipe for the Invigoration Potion.

"If you don't want to ruin the intended effect of the Invigoration Potion, but still need to add these useless herbs, then you have to change things at their root."

As was his usual practice, he processed the herbs in the recipe directly, while Wizet watched closely from the side.

Once the herb processing was complete, it was time for Wizet to ask her questions.

With the Magic Eye as an aid, Wizet could understand most of Snape's methods for handling herbs, so she didn't have many questions to ask.

"Professor Snape, do the seeds of the Kava Pepper Fruit necessarily need to be removed? Leaving the seeds on would make the medicine even more potent."

Snape seemed to have been waiting for this moment; he would cross his arms and explain in a short, melodious voice.

"Using Kava Pepper Fruit without any processing, are you planning to make a fruit salad? Save your energy, unless you want to send yourself to the Hospital Wing."

After saying this, Snape would pause for a moment before explaining and adding, "If it's not cut open and the seeds removed, and then heated and combined with other herbs, it will produce poison, so..."

Wizet needed the second half of the sentence, and he nodded in sudden realization, "I understand! That's the purpose of pumpkin seeds!"

"Because its effects are milder, it can replace the seeds of the Kava Pepper Fruit and serve as a supplement!"

This seemingly tedious questioning time actually feels like a hunter setting a trap and waiting for its prey to step into it.

Of course, who the prey is is not important; what matters is the harvest.

Some people can find emotional satisfaction, while others can find intellectual satisfaction.

Having resolved his doubts, Wizet reviewed his notes and discussed the conclusions drawn from the steps he had just taken.

"The beech leaves need to be ground to a sufficiently fine powder... Only extremely fine powder can be better integrated after being added to the crucible..."

If the conclusion is correct, Snape will silently nod in affirmation.

"The choice of leaves is also very important. It's best to use tender leaves, as they can have an invigorating effect without being too irritating..."

Snape nodded.

"The Billywig Stinger need to be ground into powder because the honeysuckle and Echinacea infusion will be added at the end, requiring a longer simmering time to prevent the high temperature at the bottom of the crucible from being maintained for too long..."

Snape nodded.

As the hunter, Wizet closed her notebook and respectfully said to Snape, "Professor Snape, we can move on to the next step."

"Hmm..." Snape gave Wizet a deep look.

As the hunter's prey, he seemed to feel something was missing. "Then let's move on to the next step: the proportions of various herbs."

"Since the treatment method has been changed, the formulation naturally needs to be changed as well. You'll have to solve this problem yourself, conduct your own drug trials... and go to the Hospital Wing yourself."

Despite what Snape said, he still offered some pointers, albeit with slightly sharp words, as if he were still on the hunt.

However, Wizet was already used to it and could handle these remarks with ease.

Snape kept his arms crossed over his chest.

"Is this your ratio of pumpkin seeds to mint leaves? Did Merlin give you some pointers in your dream, which led you to have this idea in your dream?"

"Kava Pepper Fruit and beech leaves one to one? Did you go to Gryffindor, or is Quidditch starting and you're deciding everything with savagery? Impressive... recklessness."

"With such a high dosage of Lycoris Radiata, have you made some groundbreaking discovery, finding a miraculous effect of Lycoris Radiata in stimulating the mind? Do you need to go to St. Mungo's's for a checkup? I'm starting to worry about your head."

When such a prompt appears, Wizet will adjust the proportions while explaining her thought process.

Once the proportions are correct and the thought process is correct, Snape will fall silent again.

Although it was silent, it felt deafening to Wizet.

The cycle repeated itself, with the hunter's prey completing the hunt, Snape lowering his arms from his chest to begin the Potions- making process.

This step was relatively simple, mainly involving demonstration. Wizet listened attentively, nodding frequently and scribbling down key points in her notebook.

Once his needs were met, Snape was willing to say a few more words.

"The essence of Potions making lies not in the tools, but in the thought process. Once the thought process is in place, the so-called tools are not that important..."

Wizet wholeheartedly agreed with these words, and standing in front of the crucible with some lingering interest, he began his Potions -making process.

As the flames licked the cauldron, Wizet cast Ancient Magic: Potions Balance Conversion, influencing the Invigoration Potion Potions enhancing its effects.

Adding sweeteners was just the first step; he wanted to learn more, to know how to dilute the concentrated Potions concentrate so that it could have the intended medicinal effects.

As a Potions Master, Snape narrowed his eyes slightly. He had actually sensed something was wrong the moment he cast Ancient Magic: Potions Balance Conversion.

Based on his understanding of Wizet, he didn't ask any questions, but waited for the Potions to be finished brewing.

In his view, there was nothing wrong with the entire cooking process.

It seemed that some incomprehensible force was constantly at work in the crucible, causing the final Invigoration Potion to be concentrated with extremely potent medicinal effects.

"How many wizards have you demonstrated this ability to?"

Wizet looked up. "I demonstrated this... ability to Mr. Ollivander."

Snape raised an eyebrow. "Ollivander? Is he the only one?"

Wizet. "Because this ability is somewhat special, I try not to show it off normally."

"A bit better memory than those Gryffindor," Snape sneered. "To dare to modify the Animagus, it seems you've learned quite a bit from Ollivander."

"Mr. Ollivander has indeed taught me a lot!" Wizet looked at the cauldron. "Professor Snape, how should I dilute the Potions?"

Snape picked up a spoon and stirred the crucible. "You just need to add water, pure water... You should know how many times concentrated that is, right?"

"Just dilute it with pure water?" This was the first time Wizet had used a rhetorical question during Snape's private lessons.

Snape confirmed, "Your concentrated Potions is special. Adding pure water in the right proportion will restore its full effect."

"The normal concentration and dilution process cannot be done this way. During concentration, depending on the type of Potions, at least Flobberworm Mucus."

"Similarly, when you dilute a concentrated Potions, you'll need to add at least leech tincture, Fluxweed infusion, and uncontaminated dew..."