Notes. Notes. More notes.

When are they going to brew? Are they even going to brew something today? Ethan started to draw doodles on his notes as his mind wandered. He can't help but think of the muggle chemists outside their world and their inventions. He kind of...felt bad for them because their creations seem to be so mundane compared to what he can do. Looking up at the professor, and at the new writings on the blackboard, Ethan raised his hand to answer. "It can help solve crimes, sir." What? Sherlock was a chemist and he gets to solve crimes faster with chemicals and stuff. It's pretty cool, actually.

Now, if only Simon could tell him more about his dad's profession...