Ron noted the small round burn mark and chuckled. By the time he'd finished reading the note, there were tears of laughter in his eyes and he could barely breathe.
He took a moment to compose himself enough to put the quill back to the parchment.
Harry- Nice burns there, O Mighty Magical one. Better watch that in the shower or you'll end up losing something vital.
I'll pass the message on to Leila when she's up from her nap, and be sure to have plenty of crayons on hand for her reply. Hope your Gibberish is up to scratch.
Ron
P.S. I thought it was a brood of chicken legs. It'd be a herd of steaks, wouldn't it?