After shouting that, Anthony and the others swarmed toward the sliding door.
"Anthony, why did you shut the door so tightly?" Michael had to put in considerable effort before finally pulling it open.
Anthony and the others filed out of the compartment, then returned to their seats with textbooks and parchment rolls in hand.
"Chris, weren't you going to Mykonos... or Sicily for a holiday?" Michael demanded, looking at Chris. "And didn't you say you'd wait until then to do your homework? What are you doing now?"
"Mr. Michael Troll, what about you?" Chris shot back without mercy. "Didn't you say the same thing before?"
"The next school year will be tough, so I need to relax properly this summer. I can just do my homework on the day we return to school."
"I..." Michael shrank back, then looked at Anthony, who had already spread out his parchment beside him. "Isn't Anthony doing the same thing?"
"He was the one who brought it up this morning, saying we should enjoy the summer properly... And just now, he was the one who started by admitting he was a hairy crab, so I admitted I was a troll!"
"And you're not going to mention Terry?" Anthony pointed at Terry, who had already begun writing. "He was the first one. He called himself a Blast-Ended Skrewt."
Terry's tone was remarkably candid. "Anyway, I'm not as confident as you lot, so I just conceded and admitted I'm a Blast-Ended Skrewt."
"Did you make a bet this morning?" Wizet asked curiously. "About who would get better O.W.L. exam results?"
"Yeah!" Michael nodded. "Anthony was the one who started it..."
"I was exposing your masks." Anthony cut Michael off. "Take Chris, for example. He said he was going travelling, so for next year's O.W.L. exams, he