Boy, is Agatha LOUD or what? Ethan rubbed his ear and winced at her shrieking voice.

Merlin. Girls.

Ethan shook his head and took down notes on his parchment. He didn’t know that there were other Master Numbers other than the usual, but he did know that the first three are more important than the rest. Most probably they’d dig deeper on that?

Or maybe not because now, Professor Tanner had posters of different muggle people afloat before them. Ethan noticed that most, if not all of the people shown, have achieved something great in their life time. He wondered if he’ll ever achieve anything in his lifetime. Ethan’s gaze shifted from one poster to another, and the last one caught his attention.

Oh yes, he knows the dude! His mother likes watching old, old movies when she was still alive, and one of them was directed by him! Ethan’s hand shot up in the air…probably missing his seatmate’s face by a millimetre, “That’s Steven Allan Spielberg, professor. He’s an awesome filmmaker.” He particularly loved Schindler’s List. He remembered forcing Mordred to watch it because the main character looked a lot like his dad. Like. Seriously.