Once the magic words were spoken, Hermione eyes locked on the mirror, Snape strategically hovered the item over her breasts, allowing her to see the reflected girth of the nipple clamps protruding from her tits. "Gabby, milking tubes. NOW!". Hermione watched as translucent piping were fed through the tips of her nipple clamps locking through the earlier piercing. Hermione understood that the breast piercings were wide enough to accommodate the milking tube pipes, the suction from the clamps still covering the tops of her breasts got the liquid flowing immediately. With a savage wave of his wand Snape spelled the milking pipes to connect with the nasal feeding tube. Hermione could feel the tepid liquid’s journey uncomfortable through her nose, though she was disgusted her body had acclimatised so easily to feedings in this manner, her dread was focused fully on the group of Death Eaters at the end of her bed as Snape brought the mirror down to her pelvis.