Eh...WHAT WAS ALL OF THIS?!

Treyen barely recognized a couple of the boys in here, but fear not! It is unimportant! Fletcher had declared it some kind of war, and Cedric told him to arm himself...with what?

Clearly he didn't mean something that can cause real harm, did he? Because the boy had a sleeping bag close by.

However, Treyen took the pillow that he'd been hit with (apparently by accident) and eyed the hall just a bit. After all, this was not his dormitory.

Without further ado the boy randomly picked a bed (it was probably Fletcher's) and took the sheet to wrap it around his neck, like a cape! As if this was the war fought by the Romans.

He, however, stood very still, eying the next target, by the four post bed.

Wait. This war was who against who? Or everyone for themselves? Yeah, he'd forgotten all about the Niffler.