A cooking fiasco...
Cho walks into the Mansion, a determined look on her face. In her arms she's carrying a basket full of fresh vegetables and herbs. She disappears into the kitchen and a loud thud can be heard as she drops her load onto a counter.
A half hour later, a lot of banging, chopping and the occasional blast can be heard outside the doorway, along with some muttered cursing in a foreign tongue. Then there is a loud boom and black smoke streams out into the rest of the Mansion.
Cho steps into the doorway, coughing and grumbling. "Merlin's beard, I was excellent in potions! I just want to make soup, why is that so ruddy hard? Not like the two are that far apart." Then sighing, she runs her hands through her fingers and looks around. "Um, hello? Anybody here know how to cook? I'm having a spot of trouble with this..."
A half hour later, a lot of banging, chopping and the occasional blast can be heard outside the doorway, along with some muttered cursing in a foreign tongue. Then there is a loud boom and black smoke streams out into the rest of the Mansion.
Cho steps into the doorway, coughing and grumbling. "Merlin's beard, I was excellent in potions! I just want to make soup, why is that so ruddy hard? Not like the two are that far apart." Then sighing, she runs her hands through her fingers and looks around. "Um, hello? Anybody here know how to cook? I'm having a spot of trouble with this..."