I hear a very exaggerated barfing sound, coming from the Gryffindor table. While walking towards the huge doors I look over to Ron, the origin of the sound. I use my wand to flick his plate up to make the food fall on his lap. In a reflex he stands up quickly, making the food drip down the length of his pants. The Slytherins start to laugh, and I hear a few muffled giggles from other tables.