"Thanks." Ron smiled up at her briefly before digging in. It would be enough, somehow. He nodded along to Harry's version of events.
"Once it was open, I just had to - stab it," he agreed. "As soon as I hit it with the sword, it just sort of screamed, and broke. Do you think that'll work on all of them, then?" That almost seemed too good to be true, until he remembered they still had to track them all down. "What do you think they are?" Nothing any of them could wear, he sincerely hoped. Still ... at least now they would know what they were looking for - a vast improvement.