Lifting his parchment up as he sat on his bed, Ethan squinted at his work, then shrugged. Well, he wasn't a seer or anything, just a young man with an imaginative brain. Maybe his interpretation, though it didn't appear in their book, would suffice. Actually, maybe when Professor Cassie checks his work, she'd comment on it so he'd know if he actually nailed it.

Announcing that class was over, the Slytherin got off the bed, and placed all of his stuff (and more cookies) in his bag, and placed his work on top of the professor's bed chair. "Later, Professor. Thanks for the goodies too!" Yep, free food was always a good idea.