Well this was convenient.

Bad food. Plastic silverware, plates, and cups. Paying rent. What on earth's happening to Hogwarts? He watched the clamor of the crowd of students. Some simply did not have ONE knut while others were being stubborn and refused to pay.

Well...this Gryffindor here refuses to pay as well. Why? Because he was a Gryffindor. No, he was not cheap. He had his pride. And he demanded his rights. "Erm," he ran his hand through his hair, "Does any one of you want to talk to the Headmistress about this?"