Ethan didn't mind attending Divinations because it was being held in the Kitchens. Anything that has something to do with food will surely pique this boy's interest...and curiosity. The blond boy made his way inside the room to see familiar faces. Each and everyone of them got nods and grins. He did see the Snap Cup again, then the professor. "Good day, 'fessor." Ethan offered her a smile, and took a seat. This kitchen sure did bring a certain memory, yeah? Humming to himself he got a parchment and wrote down the following: 'I am proud of my House.'

The boy swiftly got up, placed the parchment inside the cup and got a mug of hot chocolate from nearby. "Thanks for this, professor." Ethan made his way back to his table and eyed one of the house elves who seemed to be rattled. The Slytherin figured that Mordred's family house elf was definitely more confident than that one. Ethan winced as he saw the elf bump his head on the counter. "...that's...got to hurt."