Missus was going to have words to say to Beezley later, that was for sure. Beezley had got caught up in the kitchen and was late serving duck. The little house elf ran in as fast as her wobbly legs could carry her, all the while balancing the plates of duck on the little tray she'd retrieved from the kitchen cabinets. Her little elf eyes were wide with shock and fear. Oh why, oh why could she not have done this right for the Missus. Beezley was late, but Beezley's duck was sure to be a treat.

"Beezley sorry, Missus! Bad Beezley!" the little elf wailed from across the room. "Studentses have what is called duck a la orange now!" Beezley scurried around the table, sliding in plates of the main course in every place a studentsee sat. "Beezley prepare good food for studentses! Studentses should eat with happiness!"

She slid in the last plate of duck a la orange and then scurried back around to the professor. "Will Missus need anything else now?" she asked.