From behind a nearby door, a little pointed ear can be seen, a sign that a creature of some sort is hanging our nearby. A few seconds later, two, big, bug-eyes appear, and Beezley the house elf stares at the man and woman who've entered the kitchens. Ohh, professors! The little elf glances slowwwly to the left, then glances slowwwly to the right. A second later, in one of those 'blink or else you'll miss it' moments, Beezley appears just in front of the man and woman. "Beezley loves being of servicees to master and mistress," she says, taking a small curtsey. "And how can Beezley help the master and the mistress?"