Francis sighed and closed the book. Though he didn't finish reading it and only had more questions, he knew others things required his attention right now. "Forgive me if I don't trust your judgement on dinner." He pushed himself up from the chair and headed up the stairs. Though his timer did not go off yet, it appeared to have five minutes left and that was prime time to go and check how the casserole fared. "But it really is a pity that we can ask any living people about this. I don't suppose anyone more recent has tried the spell?"