She looked at him and blinked twice, then laughed. Not a loud laugh, not a giggle either, just a closed mouth, nasal laugh. "My, you are a peculiar man. Not in a bad way, I hope I didn't offend you, I find it quite... charming." in a geeky sort of way anyway. "Of course potion-making and meal-cooking are two separate affairs here at Hogwarts, or in any good potioneer's lab. Besides not wanting to be poisoned, it's good not to taint experimental potions."