Wincing at the taste of the stinky fish soaking into his tongue, Ron grumbled, “Don't even think about having a good night tonight!"

A small piece of fish flew out from the corner of his mouth when he spoke.

“Shut up! It's too smelly."

Boden couldn't help complaining as he clamped his fingers around his nose.

"Now I understand what it is to mess up even while just breathing!" Ron rolled his eyes at the remark. After all, he was the one who was really suffering.