"Hey, why are you back?"
Hannah was discussing how to approach the International Confederation of Wizards with Anna, Hermione, and Draco when she suddenly saw the Trapdoor in the middle of Cabin's hall open. Ron and Goyle climbed out.
"Someone came looking for Anton at Moon Station, so he sent us back first." Goyle scratched his head sheepishly.
Ron looked relieved. "I think I need some time to properly understand everything Anton explained."
Hermione gave him an amused look. "It's rare to see you studying so seriously."
"Hey, I'm not an idiot!" Ron stared at her, eyes wide. "Not everyone gets the chance to be taught by Anton personally. Of course I know it's a valuable opportunity."
He sounded impassioned enough, but as soon as he finished speaking, he wilted and slumped lazily onto the sofa with a sigh. "I guess I'm kind of stupid. There's a lot I don't understand. I know Anton's already done his best to explain everything as simply as possible."
He ran a hand through his messy hair. "Compared to that, I'd rather work on my collection of short stories."
Hermione stared at him in disbelief. "What kind of ambition is that?"
Ron shrugged. "I've been collecting every story about the moon lately—all the stories about it throughout history. Professor Lockhart told me it was a brilliant idea. With everyone so curious about the moon these days, it's bound to become a bestseller."
If that happened...
Heh. As a bestselling story collection author, he'd earn both fame and plenty of money!
Just thinking about it made him a little excited.
Hermione rolled her eyes. That was about the extent of this guy's ambition.
Meanwhile, Anna asked Goyle curiously, "Who came looking for Anton?"
Goyle shook his head. "I don't know. Ron and I didn't see