74.X-Tinguish

Smoke! Fire! She coughed the smoke filling her lungs.

Her apartment’s kitchen was on fire – well, not fully, but there was definitely smoke.

Eyes watering she grabbed a rag off the table and put it over her mouth to stop from inhaling smoke. Taking out her wand she began to part the smoke, there the flames were sparking from the muggle microwave.

Evil contraption of death pointing her wand at the flames she began to extinguish the flames when they had gone away she opened a window and vented the room.

Great. Now she really didn’t smell suspicious at all.