What’s great about being a Sixth Year? He gets longer breaks in between classes, allowing him to do other things that interest him. Aside from hanging outside the castle and mastering his ollies with his skateboard during his breaks, the young man also has been spending some time in the library, researching about codes and ciphers. In fact, he was able to borrow good books from the school’s collection. Said books were tucked safely under one arm as he made his way towards the fourth floor, to have its lease renewed under his name.

From the Snake’s pit, Ethan passed by the first floor, and immediately saw two house elves cleaning. It’s a bit odd because he’s not used to seeing Hogwarts house elves cleaning while classes are on-going. It didn’t take long for the sixth year to have his nose tickled by dust particles. The Slytherin waved off the dust in front of him as he passed by, afraid that he might choke on it.

He didn’t choke, but he did let out a sneeze. Still clutching the books under his arm, Ethan made a funny face as he paused in his tracks and sneezed into the crook of his other arm. “Ahhhchoo!” Sniff. “Sorry ‘bout that. Excuse me.” The Slytherin mumbled and eyed the house elves, and the portrait being cleaned.

Cobwebs, eh? That’s odd. The portraits are usually clean all year round, right?