"Poppy can you get the mirror, there are some features I’d like to acquaint Muddy with". The nurse obliged the former potions master, bringing a handheld mirror over, while informing him that she had placed a levitated mirror over them, so the next set of "improvements’ could be shared with the patient too. Snape focused his attention back on his former student, pointing at the indents of tubes running the length of her spine. "Arthur’s research has found you like your titty-milk far to much. Also can’t have your arse and cunt drool sullying the corridors of the Ministry of Magic or Hogwarts, so we will feed you all of your discharges through your nasal tube...keep things clean... I know you are lost for words with gratitude".