Resurrection Cage Grass

After listening to the explanation from the house-elf named Rinik, Sean was slightly puzzled.

Rinik was much like Boris, overwhelmed with self-blame, but they had made no mistakes during the actual process.

Sean had not expected this either. He had originally assumed the house-elves had been careless in their work, or that something unexpected had happened to them—he had come to the kitchens intending to comfort them and put Hermione's mind at ease.

Unexpectedly, there was nothing wrong with the house-elves.

Sean frowned in thought. Beside him, Daisy had earned the house-elves' fervent admiration after offering them a few kind words. She was now beaming as she held several different kinds of desserts.

Scooping a spoonful of pudding into her mouth, Daisy leaned closer to Sean. "According to the house-elves, there were no problems with the ingredient prep, cooking, or pre-meal inspection. So it could only have happened during serving?"

"That would make sense," Sean said, still puzzled. "But if something went wrong during serving, the other food should have been affected too."

With the spoon still in her mouth, Daisy tilted her head and thought for a long while. Then she scooped up another spoonful of pudding and fed it to Sean. Only after watching him swallow did she nod in satisfaction.

She continued, "Hogwarts serves food with magic. It looks like some kind of mass transfer spell... Why were only the baked snails affected? And according to you, the snails had such a strong earthy smell that it was obviously a cooking problem."

At that, Rinik immediately began waving his hands forcefully. "There was no problem with the cooking! Truly! Rinik was responsible for washing and blanching the snails. Since Mr. Wallop had instructed us to make more foreign dishes, Rinik and everyone else took it very seriously—and