[HP]Two Snape

Harry slept very well these two days.

So was Draco.

Maybe it's because the amount of exercise in the past two days has been very sufficient.

Snape and Snape found many ways and experimented with many potion formulas, but, apart from making the two children's round faces and chubby hands a little more attractive, they didn't make much progress.

And the effect of this potion might be due to this crazy training.Playing Quidditch is already impossible, because brooms and high altitudes are really unsafe.

Therefore, Muggle badminton, swimming, free fighting and all aerobic exercises that can consume fat have been put on the agenda.

Among other things, although these campaigns did not have much weight-loss effect for the time being, they did a good job of cultivating the revolutionary friendship between Harry and Draco.Exercise is a must, classes must be taken, and food must be dieted.

In such days when life was worse than death, Draco and Harry gradually changed from an atmosphere of dreadful swords to a heart-to-heart for the same fallen people.

However, Snape looked at the two little ones with a slight sense of crisis, bamboo horses and bamboo horses were the most important thing to guard against.

So, Snape came up with a... well, kind of an idea.

Anyway, Harry and the others are only in the first grade now, and Miss Granger hasn't gotten the Time-Turner from Minerva yet, so...

"Are you sure you want this?" Snape was skeptical.

"Aren't you worried at all?" Snape raised an eyebrow.

"..."

"make a deal."

That night, Harry, who had finished eating the cucumber with a disheveled face, was intercepted by Snape before entering the cellar.

"In order to solve your current physical condition earlier, I had to apply for a time-turner from the Ministry of Magic specifically for you, and specially found a very effective weight loss plan for you. Don't thank me too much, ha... Bo special."

"..." Harry.

"Thank you, Professor Snape."

Snape still didn't give up, and continued to stare at Harry. If it wasn't for fear of arousing Harry's dislike, he would have wanted to use Dementia a long time ago, but now it's making people feel uneasy. He just wants to know, Harry Is there any memory of before...well, maybe after that.

Also, last night, why did Draco and Harry run to the Response Room on the eighth floor? Logically speaking, they shouldn't know the existence of that room now, should they?

"Professor? Professor? Professor Snape!" Harry was very puzzled, this... Recently, although Snape has always been gloomy and doesn't like him very much, he has been staring at him to find fault.But, this, this lately, Snape has been particularly fond of staring at him sullenly, well, although he doesn't know the difference, maybe it used to be creepy, and now it's... hot face?

"..." Snape finally came back to his senses, "Let's go, the eighth floor."

Over there, Snape also managed to lure Draco, who was one step late, to their usual place, the potions office.

"Draco." Snape sat on the sofa... the sofa was transformed from the bed that Snape had just dragged out of his bedroom.

"Yes, Godfather." Draco raised his small chin, and he has made some progress recently. Draco's small face can show a little sharpness even without the enchantment spell.

"I think...you must be very distressed by the recent situation, and, the holiday is coming soon, when you get home, Lucius..."

Draco immediately stood at attention when he thought of his father's reaction when he saw his figure, and all the methods of body shaping that the Malfoy family had passed down from ancient times to the present, "Godfather, please tell me if you have any methods, I... We must cooperate."

"Clever," Snape appreciated.

"Godfather, let's start!" Draco felt that no matter how tiring his godfather's methods are, as long as he is still at Hogwarts, then the godfather's methods will not be too outrageous, but if he returns to Malfoy Manor... ...everything is uncertain.

He once heard that there was a lady in Malfoy's ancestry who, a week before her wedding, chose to... raise demons and devouring insects in her stomach in order to wear the diamond-encrusted gown custom-made by the Muggle world.

It was a shape that did not conform to Malfoy's aesthetics at all, and there was mucus all over it, and the stench was unbearable.

I really don't know how that ancestor swallowed it alive.

It seems that from that ancestor, the descendant Malfoy has strict control over the child's body shape.

Of course, the reason wasn't that the devil-eating insect was too disgusting, but because...the last ancestor's intestines were bitten through.

Therefore, in order to prevent Malfoy, who has always paid attention to appearance, from risking his life for the sake of face, we can only nip the crisis in the bud.

"Well, I checked a lot of information recently, and Muggles seem to have a method that is very effective." This is a very popular way to lose weight in the future.

In human terms, it is... hot yoga.

"Come on, this is specially prepared for you...take off your coat." Snape opened the door to the new world for Draco, ah bah, the door to the bathroom.

There was no mist in the bathroom, but it was... unusually hot.

Snape himself had taken off his tunic, and like Draco, was only wearing a white shirt that served as the man's underwear.

Draco blinked innocently, "Godfather, what are we going to do?"

"First... lift one leg up... one leg!" Snape held Draco's waist with both hands, and instructed Draco the essentials of the movement.

5 minute has passed...

"Godfather, uh, I'm a little thirsty." Draco licked his parched lips.

"Hold it." Snape slid past his ear with a magnetic voice, and Draco shuddered, uh, so weird.

Maybe it was Snape's first time trying this Muggle way of losing weight, the temperature was a little high, and within a few minutes, fine beads of sweat had already appeared on Draco's forehead.

"Uh, godfather, does this... really work?"

Draco asked a little uncertainly.

"Of course, I've seen...it works." Snape took Draco's hand, "Hold it up."

Nice touch, soft and warm.

"Hmm!" Draco felt a little pain in his ligaments.

"Are you okay?" Snape's face was right next to Draco's, and all his breath was on Draco's face when he spoke.

Draco didn't know if it was because of the hot air blowing on his face, or because of the high temperature in the bathroom, he just felt a little hot.

"It's... okay, it's bearable." Draco pursed his dry lips with a serious face.

"Good." Snape appreciated.

"Huh..." But under the high temperature, Draco's breathing became more and more rapid.

"Draco...keep..." Snape squeezed Draco's waist twice, eating tofu or something...

However, please don't get it wrong, because... the waist actually doesn't exist for a ball.

Therefore, the ambiguous scene you imagined, in the absence of the enchantment spell, is actually... not aesthetically pleasing.

However, with the mentality that little is better than nothing, Snape continued to use the name of yoga instruction to take advantage of the reality.

"Godfather..." Draco blushed.

"Huh?" Snape didn't care, and continued to pinch the little lump of fat on Draco's waist.Well, it doesn't matter if you can't lose it, it's Draco anyway... At least it feels good, doesn't it?

Snape comforted himself, and he was prepared for the worst, oh, at worst, he could use the enchantment spell for Draco for the rest of his life, anyway, the real Draco was reserved for himself, and it didn't matter to share it with outsiders.

"I... I might... faint."

"Oh ah?"

By the time Snape realized it, Draco had passed out in his arms.

"Oh, sh*t!" Snape cursed, raising his hand to remove the heat effect from the bathroom.Maybe... heatstroke? Snape, who was also inexperienced, laid Draco flat on his lap and patted Draco's face lightly.

However, something unexpected happened at this moment.

There was a sound of smoke explosion, and in a cloud of white mist, Draco was knocked into the air, Snape only felt a light on his leg, Snape, who was already ready for the heavier version of Draco to be smashed down in the next instant, was instead Surprisingly, he found that the scene he imagined did not appear.

Not as heavy as expected.

Just... just a little bit.

Snape frowned, waved away the cloud of white smoke, and...

Is hot yoga really miraculous! ?

Lying on his lap, Draco seemed to be the proud little platinum peacock again.

Not a fat peacock.

"How's your side..." There were hurried footsteps outside the door, and the footsteps belonged to Snape.

"..." The first scene Snape came to see was that his godson was lying with disheveled hair, flushed face, and fine beads of sweat on his forehead... lying in the arms of another self.

"What a... beast!" Snape despised. "Lucius will kill you."

Snape found himself unable to explain, so... the Lord Snake King decided not to explain.

"What's going on here?" It's better to ask the question that everyone cares about the most.

The time axis is pulled back to an hour ago.

Speaking of Snape and Harry, they came to the Room of Requirement again.

This time, they wanted a room where they could lose weight, so... Room of Requirement provided a room full of gym equipment for our fat little Harry.

Snape decided that the enemy would not move...and neither would he.Whatever Harry did, he would stay still first, watch first, in short, first follow, pamper, find a suitable time, and the two of them will have... a friendly and in-depth conversation.

Harry was thirsty, and Snape silently offered water.

Sweating, Snape silently handed over the towel again.

When Harry collapsed on the exhausted floor after the eighth lap, Snape reappeared mysteriously and handed him... the potion of energy.

It's just that if Snape could know, what Harry was actually expecting was "Let's get here today" instead of...a bottle of essence!force!medicine!potion!

After repeating the above process three times, Harry finally broke out.

The little lion of Gryffindor is so obedient and obedient once, do you really treat him like a kitten?

Harry Potter finally broke out, pushed away Snape's hand holding the energy potion, and shouted: "Give me a room where I can recover my figure immediately!"

"..." Snape just wanted to say that Harry was delusional, but unexpectedly, the surrounding walls glowed with white light, and everything in the room quickly disappeared.

When the white light on the wall dimmed, and then... two things remained in the room.

One, the Ravenclaw's golden bowl that Harry and Draco hated so much during this time.

The other, Harry scratched his head and didn't recognize it, but Snape did.

"Sword of Gryffindor!" Snape whispered.

"What's that?" Harry muttered, putting one hand on the ground, then got up with some difficulty, and stepped forward to pick up the sword of Gryffindor.

"Hey..." Snape came back to his senses, and saw Harry holding the Gryffindor sword like a matchstick, and was about to say something when he saw Harry holding the Gryffindor sword directly. The sword struck Ravenclaw's great golden bowl.

"The unlucky bowl!" Harry muttered.

Three seconds, two seconds, one second.

The big golden bowl cracked a few cracks quietly, and then exploded very unquietly.

Then, Harry had the same situation as Draco before.

Snape pulled Harry out of the white mist, and Harry was cut on his arm by the exploding debris, and Snape hurried Harry to the hospital wing.

When he arrived at the potion office, he saw... such a beastly scene.

But no matter what, for now, this matter can be regarded as an end.

So, let us see what this story tells us.

Do you think... hot yoga can lose weight?Stupid human being, you are wrong.

This story tells us, don't be stupid, unless you know magic, otherwise...

Don't believe in losing weight overnight!

Exercise well, diet well, let us enter the stage of slimming for all!

Above, the resentment of a certain frenzied author due to the rebound of the recently lost flesh has officially been vented.

The author has something to say: I'm sorry, it's late today, I kept everyone waiting~

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