Chapter 33 200 Nutrient Solution Plus

It is the first day of school for freshmen, and also the first day for other grades to return to school after the carnival holiday.

The senior class had an opening ceremony in the morning, and most of the teachers were required to be present, so the first-year students had a free morning - except for those who had submitted applications for the Potions elective.

Bell and Mulin had not signed up for the elective course and were sleeping peacefully in their dormitories. Edith and Hedda were huddled in a corner of the lecture hall, listening to the teacher's lecture in a daze.

"I'm so sleepy—" Heda couldn't open her eyes and complained softly, "I regret it."

"Do you regret staying up late?" Edith hadn't slept well in the past two or three days. She felt even more sleepy and slumped over the table.

"I regret signing up for the course." Heda's eyes were empty. "I have to take one more class than others, do one more homework, and take one more test in the quarterly exam. Is this the painful road that a brave man must go through?"

Edith could not answer her. She was wearing a cloak today, which was warm and soft, and very suitable for cushioning her head. At this moment, she had buried her head in her arms and fell into a sound and peaceful sleep.

Long-term laboratory life has enabled her to develop the ability to sleep whenever and wherever she wants. In addition, today is the first class, and the teacher only introduces the course and gives a simple on-site demonstration of drug preparation without talking about important content. She also stays in a corner where it is not easy to be discovered, so generally she will not be discovered.

——If the potion the teacher prepared today does not require the assistance of light.

The Potions teacher was unlucky today. He brought a total of three herbs for demonstration. What should have been a smooth refining performance that amazed all the students was a complete failure: the bright red raw materials would normally become clear as the refining steps progressed, but perhaps because the firepower was not well controlled, the medicine became darker and darker, and more and more turbid - and finally, with a bang, it exhaled thick smoke that smelled like rotten eggs, leaving the dry product on the teacher's face.

The Potions teacher took off his glasses in embarrassment and wiped them, while at the same time using his eyes to intimidate the students sitting below, making them hold back their laughter.

"So, refining medicine is not as simple as you think. Every step requires careful consideration. What I just demonstrated was a wrong way. Next, I will show you the correct way." She quietly wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, turned around and picked up a clean bottle. "The light in the room is a little dim. I can hardly see the color of the flame."

"Can the students sitting by the window on the right please sit on the left to let in more light - ok?"

She tilted her head and frowned in Edith's direction.

Is that person...sleeping?

Embarrassment turned into anger at this moment. She slammed the teaching stick against the podium and opened her mouth to curse:

"You're sleeping in the first class of the new semester. How can you be considered a good student?"

The students around her finally found a way to release their emotions. Amid the laughter, Edith stood still. Without the pressure of study, social interaction, or finances, and with the familiar basic knowledge reciting in her ears, everything made her extremely relaxed, and she fell into a deep sleep that she hadn't had in a long time.

Although the Heda people were sleepy, they had not fallen asleep yet. They just subconsciously followed the teacher's instructions and moved to the left. When they turned around, they found that Edith did not follow them.

It’s over!

She was nervous and was about to call Edith to wake up when she heard the teacher speak in a dignified voice: "That red-haired boy - yes, that's you, go wake her up and ask her name."

The boy nodded, holding back his laughter and walked forward, patting Edith on the back: "Hey, wake up!"

"The teacher wants you to wake up!"

Edith suddenly woke up from her dream, her head jumped up subconsciously, and she looked at the people around her in a daze.

Her mind was still immersed in the dream she had just had. In the dream, she returned to the days when she was still doing research at the Alchemy Association, mixing potions day and night.

Stirring, heating, cooling constantly... Even if I wake up now, I can still feel the touch of the crystal bottle in my hands.

"…What happened?" Her mind went blank, her hair was messy and stuck to her forehead, "What happened?"

Edith had tied her hair up loosely today, and her cape covered the collar with the badge on it, so the red-haired boy didn't recognize her for a moment. Seeing that the girl didn't understand what was going on, he suddenly had some bad thoughts and cleared his throat: "The teacher asked you... to make a batch according to the method she just used to make the medicine."

There was even louder laughter all around.

"Okay, sit down." The teacher didn't like the joke and shouted, "Both of you sit down. That girl, come to me after class and listen to the class first."

The boy shrugged indifferently and returned to his seat. Edith, who was still groggy and whose brain function was less than 20%, finally processed the first sentence and stood up slowly.

The teacher asked you to refine medicine, asked you to refine medicine, asked you to -

Her hands still retained the touch of refining medicine in her dream, her fingers twitched slowly, her eyes were empty, and she walked towards the stage in the horrified eyes of everyone.

The Potions teacher was concentrating on the cauldron in his hands.

She only brought three batches of raw materials in total. If this one failed, she would only have one chance to try and fail.

That would be too embarrassing! No, no matter what -

This concentration made her fail to notice Edith walking upstairs at the first moment, and she missed the best opportunity to chase her away.

Edith walked up to the podium, picked up the spare crucible prepared by the teacher purely by muscle memory, activated the magic heater, and glanced down at the materials on the table.

After a while, she slowly raised her head and looked at the blackboard behind her. There was a line of elegant words written on it:

——Basic demonstration of making an invisibility potion.

Invisibility potion?

She lowered her head and silently picked out a few inconspicuous thin grasses from the pile of raw materials. Then she tied her hair high, put on gloves and eye protection, and lowered her head to work quietly.

The Potions teacher next to her finally noticed the presence of the person next to her, and her pupils suddenly contracted - how could this person take other people's jokes seriously!

But she didn't dare to act rashly. On the one hand, her potion was in the most important reaction stage, and the time to add each material was accurate to the second. On the other hand, the invisibility potion could easily explode if not properly prepared. She was afraid that if she yelled, the other party would be frightened and his hands would shake, causing the podium to blow up.

I can only hope that she processes the herbs more slowly so that nothing goes wrong before she finishes refining the medicine...

She turned her attention back to the crucible in front of her and added materials twice more according to the watch. The bright light around her eyes suddenly dimmed.

Edith prepared all the raw materials, took out the stirring spoon, and prepared to start refining.

Potions teacher: "???"

How come it's so fast? The processing steps for many of the herbs here are quite complicated.

What on earth does this person want to do? Is he doing something random?

Seeing the people next door start to add ingredients to the pot, the Potions teacher became anxious - although she had prepared two crucibles and three ingredients, she had only prepared one timer!

Not only that, the spare crucible was just a basic model, without a real-time temperature monitoring array, and she didn't prepare a thermometer, so how could the student determine the heating temperature?

This is just nonsense!

But Edith couldn't see her mental activities, or rather, she was still in a free state and had no energy to pay attention to anything other than the things at hand.

The students in the audience had already lost their voices.

The blonde girl and the Potions Professor sat on either side of the podium.

The girl didn't hesitate at all, nor did she take out a textbook or scroll to study the steps. She just glanced at the words on the blackboard, glanced at the materials, and then started to work, processing the herbs smoothly.

The point is, her approach is quite...eclectic?

For the same white bean, the teacher puts it in a fixed groove and cuts the white line on the side little by little with a knife. As soon as the peeling is completed and the juice spurts out, the teacher quickly throws it into a special storage liquid to ensure that the effective ingredients will not spill out.

The blonde girl just grabbed one end and lifted it up vertically, pinched a hole with her fingernails, tore it and pulled it, removed the string and threw it aside. The bean was also magical, it would explode when touched normally, but it was obedient in her hands, not leaking a single drop of juice from the beginning to the end.

Similarly, while the teacher used a ruler to measure and cut, she watched with her hands and broke the materials; while the teacher used a magic circle to monitor the temperature, she observed with her naked eyes; while the teacher used a timer accurate to the second, she did not forget to yawn while throwing the materials.

The right side looks like they are refining medicine, and the left side... the left side looks like they are making soup.

But even as he was refining it casually, the crucible did not explode. Even the common phenomena of splashing liquid and emitting strange smells did not occur. The liquid in the crucible was as calm as water in a well, with only two bubbles appearing occasionally.

The girl yawned again, half closing her eyes, as if she had fallen asleep.

Everyone silently turned their attention to the teacher standing beside them.

This time the teacher did much better than last time. Every step was completed perfectly. Except for a few drops of juice splashing on her glasses, even her expression seemed calm and relaxed.

But a teacher who stands straight with his eyes fixed on the timer, and a student who closes his eyes and only stirs the pot every few minutes...

I haven’t seen it before, I really haven’t seen it before.

The Potions teacher stared at the potion in his hand, watching the pile of messy herbs gradually boil and dissolve, turning a light pink, and finally there was a smile in his eyes.

After refining for a while, the color of the potion will become darker and darker, gradually turning into deep red. At this time, scoop it out, put it in a crystal bottle, hold it in the air and shake it slightly. The potion that comes into contact with the air will quickly become clear and transparent, as clear as water. This potion with obvious effects is very suitable for classroom display and is best used to coax students.

Of course, the effectiveness of the medicine also depends on its color. Generally speaking, the clearer the liquid, the better the effect. If the color is too dark, the drinker may even turn gray all over, and the invisibility effect will be completely lost.

But she’s not your average pharmacist.

“See, this is the successful approach.”

She was immersed in her imagination and was dazed for two seconds. When she came to her senses again, the potion had been over-boiled and its color was approaching dark purple.

The teacher quickly scooped out the potion, held it up in the air and shook it slightly: "Everyone, look here. Next, it will turn from deep red to white--"

In my peripheral vision, the girl next door also stopped what she was doing.

Alarm bells went off in the teacher’s mind: She started much later than me, how could she have mastered it now?

Did it fail and give up halfway?

But obviously, the drug reacted too quickly and did not leave her enough time to ask the other party.

——The girl next to her raised the potion in her hand just like her.

The substance in the bottle was pure red, with a slight viscosity like blood. Then, she gently shook the bottle, so that the potion and the one in her hand were on the same parallel line and reacted together.