Ever since the MeanyGlaringProfessor had walked away, Lavi hadn't payed any attention to him anymore but on his food. It was just so good that words couldn't describe it. He wondered if it was all made by magic or if there really was a grew in a kitchen that made all thes...........KITCHEN! right! Bella had told about the kitchen in Diagon Alley! Eeek even then he wanted to check it out and now he had tasted the food he reaaally wanted to sneak in.

Lavi daydreamed for a few moments and stared in front of him, it was a miracle he wasn't a fat kid, maybe it was because he ran through the streets when he was still in Leeds. Running made him feel relaxed for some reason, he loved the feeling of floating in the air if he ran really fast. But of course that could not top Soccer, cause that simply rocked! He made a mental note to himself that he should borrow one of the school owls and asked his father if he could bring his football.