You wander the halls of Hogwarts the whole day through, only now beginning to notice yourself getting more than a bit peckish, your stomach giving you a firm reminder of the time you've spent not filling it.

You head down to the kitchens, passing by many a hurried house-elf along the way until you arrive.

There you see a woman helping with the cooking, flicking a wand this way and that as food and plates seem to appear on command, she turns to you with a smile.

Come to help have you?