Stifling a yawn from his short nap, one seventh year Slytherin made his way to the next class of the day, which was Arithmancy. With his book, writing equipment, wand, and a half-awake brain, Ethan pushed open the door to the classroom, knocked three times, and peeked inside.

Nope, he didn’t need to be extra vigilant, seeing that the professor was already inside waiting for their arrival. Making sure that this class didn’t have any ridiculous new rule to abide to, Ethan showed himself in, and gave a polite wave and nod to the woman up front. “It’s nice to see you again, Professor.” Hi, hello, suuuuuup!

After giving his greetings, the seventh year chose a seat at the back, giving the younger and shorter students the front seats.

And…what is that thing in the middle? Hmm. “Grid Arithmancy?” he asked no one in particular, since the room was still empty except for him, the professor, and small Gryffindor boy. Ethan sat back, opened his book and did a quick scan of the chapter that discusses it.