I woke up yesterday wanting to write a cookbook, which was amusing because I hardly think I'm skilled in the craft. That did not stop me, of course. I can't promise that the meals in this book won't be burnt, but that's simply a hazard of cooking over a fire. Just scrape the burnt bits off, you'll be fine.
I did take a break to watch this thing you call Quidditch. I still do not understand a lick of it, but it was great fun to watch with the crowd.