Ned couldn't really understand a lot of that, about house-elves and magic, but there had been enough kids at his boarding school who had come from money for him to understand the mentality. "Well, it's not really a house-elf's task if there are no house-elves so you're safe I guess."
"The numbers down here. One is just...hot bread, five is black. You just put it somewhere you think you'll like a few times and eventually you figure out just where to set it." Ned set the toaster somewhere in the middle. put a few slices of the bread in, he wasn't fussy and would eat whatever came out, and pushed down the lever to start the cycle.
The kettle was almost boiling then so he went back to the stove, "When you need to turn it off, turn the knob back to the top." Ned did so and the flame went out. "Tea bags are over here." He opened a cabinet and stepped aside, "Do you know what you like?"