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Merlin look at him go. It was safe to say Blaise might not have finished the task in nearly half the time--and not from a lack of trying. Everyone had something they were touchy about so he didn't think much of the boy's anger, nor did he question the mood he'd now sunk into. It was very likely he himself would have fallen into this mood if he was suddenly required to cast magic.
Every now and then, he glanced over at his quill, being sure not to have it wandering too far. Fire and quills did not mix and you just never knew when a fire would flare and take hold of his most prized possession.
With the last of the cabbage and meat added, the boy carefully placed the lid on top then turned to continue with the dough. Round loaf. Right. He could do that. "I wanna say that doesn't sound so hard but maybe it is. Maybe we can ask the elves to make up some at another time." They were usually nice enough to oblige but perhaps they shouldn't have been talking about squid food by the lake with Bartholomew Henry in it. "What else do you help your mum make?"
There, this was round enough. Blaise was sure to light the coal before placing the pot with the now rounded loaf on top and covering it with yet another lid.
"You're right. There are some happy go lucky buggers who're set to enjoy dinner and we'll be late." He'd only picked the class because of Moxley. Someone should have warned him she was leaving.
Stepping back, the Gryffindor took a look at their handiwork. Look at that. We're all but done."[/b] Just had to wait for it to cook was all. "Let's put everything back in the crates while we wait for it to finish being cooked."
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