Ethan returned Beverly’s look with a nonchalant shrug. Still, the term just started so there was a long way to go before them Slytherins could relax and stuff. But for now, he won’t give Zahra, or anyone who manage to lose points for their House. He will give his Snakes the look if they lose points though. Although he’d have to leave Agatha to Beverly. He simply cannot fathom that girl’s attitude.

The prefect went back to his crystal ball, and saw it in a different way this time. The thing was magical, which would be the common denominator for him and the sphere. Ethan thought that it will respond to him if he will it by opening himself to the ball. It was a hard thing to do, but he found a few more ropes around this Scrying business with which his brain can hold on to. Ethan took a deep breath, and concentrated on Zelda, imagining a thin silver string come out of his chest, connecting to the surface of the crystal ball. Without warning, mist swirled inside the ball, but there was no clear picture of anything.

Ethan sighed, and the mist disappeared. At least, he was getting somewhere, no? But alas, time was up. He still needs to take a proper shower, and get ready for Astronomy next. Rubbing his eyes, then ruffling his own hair, Ethan stood up, stretched, and got his satchel. The boy reckoned that he needed to do a bit of jogging and stuff to get rid of the fog inside his head. The classroom literally was shouting sleep in his face at the moment. Without further ado, Ethan walked towards the woman and gave her a wave. “Thanks for the lesson and help, professor. See you next class.” With a slight bow, the Slytherin prefect made his way out of the room.