It's a night like any other in the Great Hall. The elves have prepared a scrumptious feast for all and the room is filled with a potent mixture of great flavours. A recipe for a good evening.

Until the food goes bad.

Quite suddenly, the food before you, in your plate, your mouth or on your fork rots. The tantalizing smells that once filled the Great Hall are quickly replaced by odors you'd hope never to smell again.

Mold grows on everything. Flies appear from seemingly nowhere. There's definitely a lot more green now. So much for dinner.