Ethan had only been vaguely paying attention to the class at this point. He knew next to nothing about the Hogwarts Express. He hadn't even ridden on it, having transferred just this year and with a late start at that. And no, the boy had never read Hogwarts, A History being it had not been assigned. So the fifth year just listened - somewhat - to the discussion, eyes mostly on the moving train up front, and ears perking up every once in a while at something interesting. Like dementors - those were kinda cool, right? As long as he didn't run into any. And something about Voldemortist... he remembered hearing stories about him and that somewhat piqued his attention. But the boy knew nothing about this year's "incident" and that was something he was definitely interested in - something he would have to ask someone about later. Now it was time for the practical part of the lesson, it seemed.

Realizing he was on the left side of the room, Ethan realized that that meant he'd be working with the dementor train and started to look for a partner. Before he could, however, his attention was diverted to the front of the room by a very angry Puff, reading a note. Ethan chuckled to himself as he always found it funny when students were caught with note-passing and had to read them aloud. But... was she glaring at him? No, just in his general direction. The fifth year turned slightly to his left and saw just who the girl was glaring at - the Slytherin boy next to him. As he was the person closest to him and also in need of a partner, Ethan approached and said, "Sure mate, I'll work with you."