The tension changed instantly.
The first-years did not understand at first. Some only recognized the name Granger and the implication of royalty. But the second-years understood enough, and the third-years understood even more. Percy Granger had not been some ordinary student. He had been the former ranked one of his batch, powerful, respected, coldly brilliant, and treated by many as a natural leader before graduation pulled him beyond the academy's daily hierarchy.
His shadow had hung over Sheila long before she stood at the center of this arena. Everyone who had watched her from first year to now knew that being Percy's younger sister came with pressure few people could see clearly and even fewer could speak about without cruelty.
Chris did not stop.
