Nanerean had not expected such a fuss over his little trickery, but he wasn't worried about it, as any teachers present were relieved that it wasn't a naked Lumuel pole dancing on the Gryffindor table. Flames dancing on the table weren't a great improvement, but they were certainly an improvement.
"Accio Hat." Nanerean said, his hand outstretched to his merrily burning attire. It sped back to his hand seemingly unharmed by the blistering explosion of flames. He put the hat on and with a sandwich in one hand and his bag in the other, he left the Great Hall and started up to the Gryffindor common room.