Raph rolls his eyes and turns back to his food. Now she's done it, she's gone and encouraged Mike to talk about Muggle humor.

Mike fixes on her like a laserbeam, and grins.
"It's a hat, right? Like a skull-cap." He takes a hat from the closest person at the Hufflepuff table knowing full well they won't retaliate. Mike places the hat on his head, flattening it down so that it looks more like a beanie. "Like this, right?"