Standing at the entrance, Cypher was overwhelmed with emotion.
No one knew how irritable the little person inside Tom was beneath his humble, sunny facade.
He looked around.
Without the junior students acting as a buffer,
the young witches and wizards of the four Houses had returned to their old ways.
Students from each House sat in their own territory.
However, Gryffindor and Slytherin, who had originally been seated opposite each other, were now sitting side by side.
Wouldn't sitting like that lead to them wrecking the place?
And by wrecking the place, he meant literally wrecking the place.
Seeing the Slytherins praising Tom to the skies,
the Ravenclaws from his own House had not even had time to speak
before the Gryffindors, who had long been fed up with the Slytherins' attitude, took the lead in firing back.
It turned out that the conservative Pure-blood families among Slytherin had been spreading certain claims.
They claimed the supplies at the front lines had been provided by them, that the massive increase in wizard soldiers' combat power was due to the magical knowledge they had contributed, and that even the leaders of the Ministry of Magic were outstanding talents chosen by their Pure-blood families.
In other words, they had been secretly inciting the other wizards.
Your current lives were bestowed upon you by us, so you should shed your blood and give your lives to ensure we could continue bestowing things upon you.
Although most of the wizards in the four Houses still had minds of their own and were qualified to refuse,
the wizards from outside the Houses... even if they had minds of their own, they could only choose to join.
Otherwise, they would become Dark wizards, or have their wands snapped and receive an Obliviate, becoming a "Muggle."