Peeves hovered while the two argued, growing tired of the situation. He had hoped for more of a reaction, at least some crying, from the young Gryffindor. "Wheeeeeee!" He yelled before cannon balling once more into the swampy water and splashing it all over the boys then shot back up towards the ceiling. "Tut, tut, tut. Ickle firstie, covered in goo, has lost some point for his house too!"

After one final blast of spit balls shot towards both of the boys, Peeves tired of the situation and headed off to look for more fun.