Ethan’s proud grin was still on his face as the professor addressed him. Of course, it had been a risky move, but he trusted his cousin nonetheless. He has been working with dragons ever since he finished his formal magical schooling in Hogwarts and Durmstrang, so taking risks was already a part of him. Not that Ethan knew the full detail of what happened, but what he knows was, Mordred’s plan worked, and was able to help and pull out everyone from that damned forest.

Should he be taking more notes?

Maybe just write down the incantation of the spell for good measure? Yep, he should write it down just in case he forgets. Though it was unlikely, because Mordred has been helping him with it. Although for the record, the older cousin actually regretted his decision in teaching Ethan that spell.

The Slytherin gathered and stuffed all of his belongings inside his bag, got up, and followed the Professor to…

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…the broom closet.

It had to be the broom closet. Lots of good memories in there, just saying. Ethan shook his head to focus his attention to the professor up front giving them his instructions. Be invisible…and try not to be found? Psh. Too easy. The Slytherin placed his bag on the ground, got his wand, and twirled his wand over his head, “Disillusio.”

Feeling the familiar sensation of being hit by an egg, Ethan grinned to himself as he looked down and could no longer see his feet. So yes, he was completely camouflaged now. While the others were busy casting the spells on themselves, the Slytherin climbed on a stacked crate, careful not to make any noise, and waited there silently.

“It’s over Anakin. I have the higher ground.” How very true, Master Obi-Wan.

Now…time to observe what seems to be…an empty broom closet.