Summary: It's an ordinary day at Hogwarts…but not so for Professor Snape.
It was an ordinary morning like any other, and Snape put on his long black cloak and stepped gracefully out of the cellar.
As usual, he was now on his way from the tunnel to the Great Hall to have breakfast. Maybe if he stayed up all night researching or making potions, he would call the house-elves to bring food to the cellar. Or he has to prepare materials for the class to use in class.
Early this morning he had nothing to do, so he was leisurely walking to the Great Hall. Because he was in a good mood this morning, when he saw Gryffindor students dressed up or joking in the hallways, he only curled the corners of his lips and deducted five points (normally 10 points or no. that's enough). They should thank Merlin because he's in a good mood today.
On the way he ran into Dumbledore and all the way heard him rambling about his sweets.
As he entered the Great Hall he smelled the scent of the dishes being placed on the long tables and it made his stomach growl. Snape's face was a little red and his ears were red, fortunately the Great Hall was so noisy with the students of the four Houses that Dumbledore couldn't hear anything. Otherwise… he would definitely be teased by him.
Sitting in his place, he saw Professor Flitwick eating a traditional English breakfast of bacon, omelet, grilled sausage and extra pieces of toast. Professor McGonagall, who was sitting next to him, was eating a tuna sandwich and drinking a cup of hot tea.
He felt his stomach growl with hunger as he looked at the deliciously baked waffles and piled high on the plate. He took a waffle and put it on his plate, then got some more ham and cheese. Salty and sweet flavors blended together and Snape narrowed his eyes in amusement. When he finished eating one, he ate another and drank some black coffee.
After he finished eating the third cake, he saw Hagrid, the tall man who had finished his breakfast, rubbing his stomach with his hand, getting up to say goodbye to everyone. And Dumbledore was pouring a heap of sweet syrup over his stack of pancakes. This old man has to eat very, very sweet all the time.
Snape glanced around and then down at the long Gryffindor table, especially where the Golden Triangles used to sit. Potter and Weasley were late again today, so Granger was alone sitting there, eating bacon toast and reading a book.
Snape glanced at him, then lowered his head to the plate of waffles before his eyes. This time he took two at a time, then got more ham and cheese, then started eating again. After finishing the fourth cake and then the fifth, he took a sip of black coffee and saw Potter and Weasley hurrying into the Great Hall.
The two of them said something to Granger then sat down on either side of the know-it-all. Weasley immediately grabbed a cheeseburger and took a big bite, then Weasley and Granger started arguing about something again. Potter saw this, but smiled helplessly, took a sip of cow's milk and began to eat breakfast. Unknowingly or intentionally, Potter also ate waffles today, not using the same ham and cheese topping as him, but apple cinnamon waffle. Then suddenly Potter lifted his head and looked directly into his dark eyes.
When he looked into those emerald green eyes, Snape froze for a moment, then immediately glared at Potter fiercely, then turned away. No one noticed under his black hair that his ears were as red as a tomato.
“How do you do that? Harry?" Hermione saw Harry staring blankly at the professor's desk above, so she asked.
"No, nothing. I was just thinking about what subject to study in the first period?" Harry glanced at Snape, then turned his head to Hermione and smiled.
"We've been studying potions for the first time. Did you two review your lessons first, be careful if Professor Snape asks a question later and doesn't know how to answer it, you'll have to deduct Gryffindor's marks." When Hermione finished, she stared at Harry and Ron.
"That git..." Before Ron could finish, Hermione hit him on the head with a thick book.
"It's Professor Snape, Ronald." Hermione said in a serious tone. The war was over and the three of them, along with the students of the same year, had to retake one more class. She greatly admires and admires what Professor Snape has done, so she especially dislikes anyone who disrespects him. Although he is still as cruel and unjust as before, that does not conceal the noble deeds he has done.
Then the two of them started sulking at each other, Harry could only give a reluctant smile and start eating breakfast. When a couple often quarrels, you don't do anything, they also make up with each other.
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Normally, Snape would only have enough to eat. After eating five waffles he felt full, but as he watched Potter eat he suddenly wanted to eat more. He knew that if he ate any more now his stomach would spin. But his mind had to give in to his heart, he took three more waffles to go inside for more ham and cheese and started eating.
He ate each piece one by one and slowly felt his stomach filling up.
When Snape put down his fork, he realized he had eaten ten waffles in all. He saw Dumbledore blinking blue eyes at him, Snape snorted coldly and in his heart he was sure that Dumbledore didn't dare say anything teasing to him either. Because he certainly didn't want his this month's tooth decay potion to have any additional side effects.
He quietly loosened his belt to give the waffles more space. His stomach was bloated and full and grumbling loudly at his actions. Suppressing a burp that wanted to escape from his mouth, Snape quickly stood up and gracefully walked out of the Great Hall with the flap of his cloak whirling behind him.
Urrrp!
Snape burped, groaning softly as he gently rubbed his bloated stomach. Fortunately, he turned a hidden corner on a low-traffic corridor and entered a secret passage that he discovered by accident while on night patrol. He threw in light talismans and silence charms so that no one could notice or hear a thing. Because he was going so fast, Snape belched a few times and hiccuped a few times. If anyone could see his current form, the reputation he had built up over the years would be lost.
After burping a little more, he immediately followed the tantric path to his office, after exiting the secret passage he turned to another road and walked for a while finally reached his office. He entered the room tossing a few silence charms on the door just to be sure, before he could sit down on the soft, comfortable black sofa.
“Uurrrp! Ahh… so comfortable.” Snape burped and groaned in satisfaction as he slumped back on the sofa. Right now his stomach was distended and rumbling.
Prrrrrtttt!
He sighed in satisfaction and rubbed his stomach. A *BRRRRRAAAPPP!* sound came from his butt, longer and louder than the one just now.
He wrinkled his nose slightly and used the Seonunida charm, a spell that quickly dissipates odors in a split second. After a moment Snape belched and soon after he groaned again as he farted a very long fart.
BllrrrrrpppppPPPPPTTTTTLllllll…!
Snape groaned as he stood up and bent slightly to hug his bloated stomach. He thinks he has to go now or else he will probably have to run out of the classroom to go or worse, go to the middle of the classroom.
One thing that people don't know about the magical world is that the Pure-bloods or the Witches have lived in the magical world since childhood. From a young age they are taught how to defecate in the Wizard's tradition and not the Muggle way. This is like a tradition that has been passed down for over a thousand years and it is deeply ingrained in the magical world, especially among the Pure-blooded clans.
A thousand years ago, even Muggles didn't have toilets, let alone Wizards who had to hide from Muggle pursuits. There are Wizards who like adventure or those who have to evade capture by the Muggle Church. They always had to live in the open air, so it was inevitable that they would go to the bathroom, and in those days, Wizards or Muggles were all direct. Unlike Muggles who have to clean up or bury, Wizards can just gently wave their wand and everything can disappear instantly and make themselves clean quickly.
After a thousand years, toilets were built everywhere, but many people in the magical world still use them in the traditional way and teach that way to their children. There are many Muggle-born students at Hogwarts, so their first History class will be introduced to the tradition by their professor and will also teach them how to go to the toilet. Not only will this help them quickly integrate into the magical world, but it will also help with the future career they choose. For example, if you want to become a Potions Master, sometimes you have to research or prepare potions with high difficulty, it is inevitable that you have to go to the bathroom, so Potions Masters always solve the problem. on the spot and make everything disappear with a wave of your hand.
Likewise, if they are an Auror, most of them have to stay in the forest when performing their tasks or sometimes can't leave their hiding place. As for the adventurers who like adventure, they always have to live in the dangerous jungle… because of such jobs, the Witches always choose the traditional way.
Today almost every household has a Muggle-like toilet, but most Wizards from long-standing aristocratic families still use it in the traditional way because it makes them feel safe and at ease. than.
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Cellar, Potions professor's office.
Snape clutched his bloated stomach and took two or three steps off the sofa. Although he can directly sit on the sofa to go and then clean up with the spell he invented and make sure everything is cleaned as clean as the original without a trace left. . But apart from feeling particularly interested, he usually didn't want to go on the sofa.
Pfffffsssssssss…
Suddenly a fart filled the room, and Snape wrinkled his nose a little, then took off his long black cloak, folded it, and set it on the table. He wore a black shirt and buttoned his neck. Underneath, he was wearing a pair of black trousers, his whole body was black from top to bottom, looking very much like a blood-sucking demon.
Now a streak of water appeared on Snape's black pants and ran down his feet, forming a large puddle on the floor.
After peeing, Snape let out a sigh of relief, then split his legs and squatted down and poked his butt out.
A deep rumble rumbled from Snape's ass and then slowly turned into a crackling sound.
A small brown spot appears and then slowly starts to get bigger. The black pants swell up trying to contain what's inside. Snape sighed and then the large bulge stopped growing and fell to the bottom of his pants.
In less than a minute, Snape clutched his stomach and pushed out a series of long, steamy farts.
Then he pushed out more poop, which slowly swelled and fell to the crotch again. It was followed by a series of loose droppings that ran down the crotch of Snape's pants and down the leg of Snape's pants and then onto the ground just above the puddle.
Snape continuously farted and pooped more, all of it packed in his crotch and looser stools swarming around his legs.
The farts were still popping, but they were much smaller and the stools were slowly decreasing. A moment later Snape's farts were airier and less humid than before.
Snape pushed again and all that came out was loose stools and some urine, then nothing more.
"Aiiiiizzz… mmm..." Snape sighed, rubbing his flattened stomach. He waited a few more minutes and found his stomach was empty and nothing came out, then he snorted softly as he smelled the strong scent in the air. He cast a spell and waved his wand to make everything disappear, his whole body as clean as it was half an hour ago.
Waved his wand and time appeared in the air, seeing that it wasn't too soon Snape gave himself a few spells that completely cleansed him. Then put on a long black robe and walk out of the cellar to go to the classroom. As he walked he remembered the look in his eyes Potter… uh wonder what Potter meant!?
Snape shook his head to banish the thoughts of Potter and quirked the corner of his lips to pat his flat stomach… uh he was starting to look forward to lunch.
Standing in front of the classroom Snape fixed his cloak, adjusted his emotions, and transformed back into the dark old bat of the dungeon. He pushed open the door and entered the classroom with the hem of his long black coat whirling behind him. A new day has begun.
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