The Events Leading To The Decision To Dislike Steak And Kidney Pie

During last break I had one of the most delicious things that I ever had eaten. I went to visit family in the United States of America in Brooklyn, New York. I had this thing, it was so delicious and they called it a pie but I called it...delicious food. It was better than rotten fish that you can get on Nearly Headless Nick's Deathday party. It was better than peppermint humbugs. Better than steak and kidney pie. Better than all those potatoes, those roast potatoes, those jacket potatoes, those boiled potatoes, those mashed potatoes. And much more better'er than those delicious cauldron cakes. Oh yes. It was made of sauce and cheese and a tasty golden brown crust. They called it pizza and it was the most amazing thing I'd ever had. Now every time I'm here at Hogwarts, I think about pizza. And one day I may sneak up into the Room of Requirements and tell it that I require pizza here at Hogwarts.