Hermione made a tutting sound as she turned to prepare the tea.
"You certainly are difficult to pin down."
A flick of her wand heated the pot of water. Another flick of her wand brought cream, sugar, and her box of fancy teas to the table. Bringing the pot with her, Hermione waiting until Ron had chosen his tea, then poured hot water into his cup. She chose an orange infused oolong for herself- not very traditionally British, perhaps, but she loved the citrusy flavour, and it was afternoon, anyway. Hermione was more a coffee drinker in the mornings, for the no-nonsense caffeine, and tea was reserved for pleasure.
She sent the pot away until it was needed again, and gazed at Ron thoughtfully as she blew across the top of her tea.
"So. Japan. I trust all the Muggle issues were resolved, and no one was traumatized too badly by the dragon?"