Alexa was officially sick of all this cooking stuff. First the bloody OWL then Muggle Studies and now Botros thought it would have been brilliant to let the Gryffindor near food preparations. This was a BAD idea, even worse without Alice here to do the work for her. Someone remind her why people had to graduate before each other again? Right now she was finding it hard to see a legit reason.

The Gryffindor grimaced at the items she'd brought with her. She'd be making an omelette. Why? BECAUSE IT WAS SUPER EASY AND THERE WAS NO WAY SHE COULD MESS IT UP....in theory.

Seriously though, she'd seen her father do it a million times. It couldn't have been that hard and with such few ingredients there wasn't that much opportunity for her to get things wrong. Though she supposed it didn't matter to her because she needed an objective judge which would not be herself so she wouldn't have to taste it if it did turn into a disaster. Professor Botros had done something right.

Just had to find the spot....and the flat spoon thing........and maybe some elves to cook for her....