Harry bowed, and left the hall in that strange, backward shuffle. It the kitchen, he opened the bread bin on the counter, and took out a packet of scones, and another of crumpets. The crumpets went into the toaster, as the scones were sliced in half, a kettle boiled, and butter and stawberry jam was spread on the demi-scones. As he waited for the kettle to boil and the toaster to finish, he laid out some plates, a cup and sauser, on a silver plated tray, along with doilies.
Harry never does things by half.
The kettle boiled, and tea was instantly prepared, and the crumpets popped up and covered with a thin layer of butter, which melted into the come, and then some more jam.
He picked up the tray, and headed back to the hall.
A crumpet.
Some more traditionaly served scones.