Ethan shook his head lightly.
"No, I'm not going to kill them," he confirmed, thinking the worms more for herbological use than for potions.
"Just thought they'd be useful in the garden," he reiterated with a shrug. He needed to do some work there later today. But he understood if she wanted to ask permission. The professor had found them first, after all. The Ravenclaw boy looked over at the fire crabs at Minerva's question.
"I've seen them before, yes..." he began, slowly.
"At the zoo." A magical one, of course.
"But I've never actually handled one." And he was a little wary about it. Especially the
fire aspect.
"What about you?" he asked, turning back to the girl.
"Do you have any experience with them?" That would be especially helpful, especial with the not getting burned part.
Ethan chuckled lightly and shook his head at the girl's comments about the ghost... then stopped as one of her words struck him.
Always? "Oh... does he make a habit of disrupting classes?" he asked, looking for...
Peeves, he thought he was called. He didn't see him anymore, hopefully he left. The fifteen year old didn't know how anybody could get anything done in class if this was a regular occurrence.
"It's my first year at this school," he added, explaining why he didn't know about this Peeves character.
Ethan glanced over at the professor, then back at Minerva as they discussed the fate of the worms.
"Just my pocket," he shrugged as she asked where he might keep them. But his robe pocket was plenty roomy enough, he figured they'd be fine in there. But if she was that worried about it, they could always go back in the jar till after class. Noting that the Puff had all her supplies, he returned her smile and said,
"Let's get ourselves a coupla fire crabs, then." The Ravenclaw boy walked over to the rows of cages and saw two unoccupied fire crabs next to each other. Figuring they were as good as any others, Ethan pointed them out to Minerva and said,
"How about these two?"