"Huh?" Regulus tilted his head in confusion, breaking out of his thoughts. But then he pulled his thoughts together and looked down at the kettle.
"Oh," he didn't seem offended by Eleven's directions. "That's how this works... We have house-elves back home who do all the cooking. And my mother would never let me learn house-elf work."
He didn't understand where he was meant to get water from in the kitchen. So he just let his wand drop down from his sleeve to fall into the palm of his hand. And thankfully, water was one thing a wizard could conjure, so that was how he filled up the kettle. He followed through with putting it on the flame Eleven had made.
Regulus felt rather proud of himself for learning this new skill.
"So Unhalad is making an undead army? But he... summoned us here, also?"
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"Oh," he didn't seem offended by Eleven's directions. "That's how this works... We have house-elves back home who do all the cooking. And my mother would never let me learn house-elf work."
He didn't understand where he was meant to get water from in the kitchen. So he just let his wand drop down from his sleeve to fall into the palm of his hand. And thankfully, water was one thing a wizard could conjure, so that was how he filled up the kettle. He followed through with putting it on the flame Eleven had made.
Regulus felt rather proud of himself for learning this new skill.
"So Unhalad is making an undead army? But he... summoned us here, also?"