Instinctively, Daphne glanced upwards where Copernicus had aimed his spell. "Tough Luck, Kettleburn," announced the blond Gryffindor as she didn't see anything appear. "Maybe next time. Perhaps, underneath you?" suggested Daphne aiming her wand at his feet. "Aparecium."

Hmmm. Perhaps, it wasn't so easy after all.