Le gasp!
While part of his answer was incorrect, Archie's guess on what the activity would be was...correct!? This came as quite a pleasant surprise to the boy. Not so much so that it would actually cause him to audibly gasp upon Professor Gert explaining what the planned main activity was, but, it was more than enough to cause his eyes to widen with glee and excitement. To say the least, Archibold was sent through the moon to get to do some (light) artwork alongside making a stellar creation. This only made his already profound love for the subject to grow even more. And, quite frankly, the only thing which would make him happier in this moment was if they were all told that these constellations would be made real. Now this, was highly unlikely, so he'd take what he could get.
As for what he was physically taking besides the luxurious and quiet revelry in his emotions, was a slip of graph paper as it was passed his way. There would be no delay after doing so either, for Archie already had his idea in mind. He wanted to venture off the well-trodden path from what the rest of the class was most likely going to do, today. What was currently positioned in his brain, while not necessarily a pain, would be a far cry from being plain. For it wasn't considered to be one specific thing of what had previously been noted for the possibilities. But a combination of two of them. It was an object, somewhat merged with an animal; two animals for that matter even, just of the same species. Something that was said to be held by one of his personal favorite Greek deities back in the olden days. The golden days, of yore. The Staff of Caduceus. Not to be confused with the Rod of Asclepius. While the two did resemble one another, and were both indeed a part of the culture of Ancient Greece, the latter was used as a symbol of medicine. The former on the other hand, was a symbol of Hermes or Mercury depending on who you asked. Thus as a whole is also iconography for commerce and negotiation.
Such was the reasoning as to why Archie would be doing this in particular. The Slytherin prided himself on his knack of clever and witty banter. Plus...money. Who or what could ever go wrong with that? A rhetorical thought of course, for there were tons that could go wrong, but that wasn't the focal point. What was, however, would be the sketch that he started to do. So, he'd hop to it immediately.
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