Christopher blinked at the man, his left eye is always a half-second late on these things due to the nerve damage, which made it a little unnatural. Right, Spencer Capper. Christopher never really thought much about the whole Slytherin versus Gryffindor thing, which he was glad of, because looking back now as an adult, it just seemed so trivial. Of course, he had to play along when his housemates decided to throw their status around, it was bad enough that his parents were always on his case about not being "in" with the whole Malfoy troupe, he really do not need them nag him about not being a proper pureblooded Slytherin.
"Yes, we are," he said with a stony face, "A couple of us Slytherin got together last month at our secret meeting and we've all decided to change tactics. Is it working?"