Infiltration

Overly enthusiastic and proud of his idea to infiltrate the households of his enemy wizards and witches disguised as their food, Lord Voldemort took the plan a step too far.

"Avery!"

"Yes, my Lord?"

"You shall pose as a chicken. Yaxley will go with you as salad."

"Yes, my Lord."

"Avery!"

"Yes, my Lord?"

"That will be roasted chicken."

"Yes, my Lord, of course, my Lord."

"Avery! Avery! AVERY!"

"Yes, my Lord?"

"Roasted chicken doesn't talk. Crucio!"

Neither did salad, but it nevertheless managed to look rather smug.


End note: Moral of the story: check your salad before eating it. Oh, and happy Hallowe'en. :)