“Goes back to what I said, doesn’t it?” said Ron, who was now shoveling mashed potato into his mouth.  “She’s gone a bit funny.  Lost her nerve.  Women,” he said wisely to Harry, “they’re easily upset.”
“And yet,” said Hermione, coming out of her reverie, “I doubt you’d find a woman who sulked for half an hour because Madam Rosmerta didn’t laugh at their joke about the hag, the Healer, and the Mimbulus mimbletonia.”

Ron scowled.

Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince – J.K. Rowling