When Link woke up once again, he was already back lying on that recliner chair inside Snape's office.
Snape's office was still that same unchanged old look as always, and even Snape himself was, like usual, sitting alone next to the workbench brewing potions, as if he hadn't noticed Link waking up at all.
Link also didn't go disturb Snape. To be honest, right now he kind of didn't know how to open his mouth to speak to Snape.
After all, since Snape could pick him up in the Forbidden Forest that night, then he must also know everything Link did that night. And if Snape knows, then Dumbledore naturally also knows.
Link hesitated for a while, and in the end still shifted his attention to himself.
Link didn't know if Snape had sent him to the infirmary or not. He guessed not, otherwise he should be lying on a hospital bed right now.
However, as a potions master, Snape himself also had a certain level of medical skill. Under his treatment, Link found that the injury on his chest had already healed quite a bit, at least, from the outside, it could no longer be seen.
But the dull pain that would come from his chest every time he took a deep breath still reminded Link at all times that his internal injuries hadn't fully healed.
And at this moment, Link confirming the injury also finally attracted Snape's attention. He only gave Link a blank glance, then lowered his head again to fiddle with the cauldron while saying, "You're quite seriously hurt, Link. Those internal injuries will at least need a month of rest to heal. If I were you, I'd honestly just lie down, instead of using your goblin claw to grope your own chest."
That familiar tsundere poison-tongue.
Link lay back down on the recliner. This was good news, at least Snape's attitude towards him hadn't changed. After being silent for a while, Link finally spoke again, "How long did I sleep?"
"Three days. Today is already Wednesday."
"Is that so?" Link nodded his head, then probed again, "So you already know what I did that night?"
Hearing this, Snape's hand paused for a moment, then quickly resumed stirring, not even lifting his head as he said, "If you're referring to taking out Quirrell, then yes, I do know."
"So, how does Dumbledore plan to deal with me?"
"Deduct 50 points. One community service. Executed by me."
"That's it?" Link cried out in some surprise.
And his words seemed to have angered Snape. He finally threw down the stirring rod in his hand, stood up, and pointed at Link's nose shouting, "You're quite proud, aren't you? Oh! Did such dangerous things and only got 50 points deducted plus one community service! What a great deal, right?!"
"I'm sorry, Professor Snape!" Link very straightforwardly admitted fault.
But Snape clearly wasn't very willing to accept it. He suddenly swung his arm and continued to shout, "Don't apologize to me, go apologize to your mother! She gave so much to raise you, and you don't even care about your life! I bet if she knew about this, she'd want to stuff you back into her belly!"
"So she still doesn't know?"
"You!" Snape seemed like he was enraged. He pointed at Link's nose and said "you" for a long time, then roared, "Talking back to a professor! Hufflepuff, minus 20 points!"
After that, he quickly retrieved a bottle of black powder from the cupboard, poured it all into the cauldron, then poured the potion into a container and shoved it in front of Link.
"Drink it!"
"What is this?"
"Internal injury potion!" Snape had no intention of wasting words with Link. With a wave of his wand, Link's mouth opened automatically, and the potion was shoved inside. "Special edition!"
Gulp~
Link's eyeballs almost popped out. He dared to swear, this was absolutely the worst thing he had ever drunk in his entire life.
Seeing this, Snape's expression finally softened a bit. He nodded and continued speaking, "This kind of potion, you need to drink one cup every day from now on, until you're healed! Also, Quirrell is dead. I am now not only your Potions class professor but also your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. I won't be as tolerant as that trash Quirrell, you better be prepared!"
With that said, Snape angrily sat back down at his workbench, leaving Link alone lying on the recliner dry heaving.
After dry heaving for a while, until the taste in his mouth gradually faded, Link finally felt a bit better. Only now, his eyebrows were deeply furrowed.
From the conversation with Snape just now, he had learned one thing.
That is, Dumbledore didn't want to deal with him.
In fact, Dumbledore had even covered up this matter for him, not only did he not notify his mother, he also didn't send him to the infirmary.
This was a very strange matter.
Link had previously heard many conspiracy theories. Saying that Dumbledore knew Quirrell's secret from the beginning. And even designed a series of events to let Harry, the Savior, pass through, in order to gain growth.
Link originally thought this was just readers' imagination. But all of Dumbledore's strange actions since Link arrived at Hogwarts had made Link start to believe this theory a little.
So then, if this conspiracy theory is real, what exactly does Dumbledore want from Link now?
Could it be that, seeing Link took out Quirrell who was possessed by Voldemort, he thinks Link has potential and wants to cultivate him?
This thought had barely emerged before Link hurriedly shook his head, trying to throw it away. After all, it was just too far-fetched.
But... isn't there a saying?
'When you have eliminated all that is impossible, whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth.'
Taking a deep breath, Link finally decided to temporarily put this matter aside. Because right now, he had even more important things to deal with.
'Data panel.'
Link silently chanted in his heart, and a blue-white light screen instantly appeared in front of him. And staring at the golden message at the top of the screen, the corners of Link's mouth rose up.
[Mission Completed! Skill point 1 acquired!]
[Current allocatable skill points: 1]
'So that means, as long as I can complete certain specific missions, I can obtain skill points?'
Link's heartbeat gradually sped up. As a veteran gamer, Link was naturally very familiar with this routine of giving rewards for completing missions.
He quickly focused his gaze again on the various skill stats.
As of now, the skill with the highest level was Refilling Charm LV4. The other skills, except for some less commonly used spells, had mostly reached LV3.
If it were the old Link, he'd definitely choose to assign the point to Refilling Charm, to bring it up to LV5.
After all, that would mean Link could once again gain a large amount of high-level knowledge, and by quickly mastering that knowledge, the upgrade speed of his other skills would also significantly increase.
But after experiencing the night in the Forbidden Forest, Link had come to fully realize the power of Sectumsempra.
At the same time, he understood a truth. That this world was actually not as peaceful as he had originally thought. Reality simply wouldn't give him that much time to grow slowly.
Thinking this, Link's gaze became firm. With a thought, the unused skill point on the panel instantly disappeared.
[Sectumsempra LV4 acquired!]
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