Grindelwald's Grandson

Sorting

FIRS YEARS, FIRS YEARS OVER HERE, Luan looking at the giant who was saying this was suprised, This was the first time he ever saw a giant.

Luan and the group followed the Giant to the boats, Look's like Dumbledore wanted the first years to experience the beauty of hogwarts at first hand, Luan thought looking at the massive castle in the far distance.

Firs years dont stray follow me, We are gonna go and get you all sorted out now, All the senior students are already in the Hall, One of the proffesors said leading the first years to the Grand Hall.

Luan following the teachers was amazed at first hand when they entered the chamber, This really looked better than Nurmengard Castle, I'll give them that.

Luan who tried to be lowkey and mixed with the crowd felt a stare looking at him, Luan looking around trying to find the one who is staring at him found out it was the Headmaster Albus Dumbledore.

Luan smiled and bowed a little at Dumbledore, Proceeding to ignore the headmaster entirely and listhen at what the hat is going to say.

"Bloody Hell the hat is gonna sing again", A black haired kid said atloud making Luan curious.

Luan asked the black haired kid, "What's wrong with that?", The black hair kid replied, "Just watched".

Luan who lost interest looked at the hat again, Waiting for all the students to come and sit to their respected houses.

Oh you may not think I'm pretty,
But don't judge on what you see,
I'll eat myself if you can find
A smarter hat than me.

Looks like everyone is here, Luan thought hearing the hat singing.

You can keep your bowlers black,
Your top hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And I can cap them all.

There's nothing hidden in your head
The Sorting Hat can't see,
So try me on and I will tell you
Where you ought to be.

You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave at heart,
Their daring, nerve, and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart;

You might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And unafraid of toil;

Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,
if you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind;

Or perhaps in Slytherin
You'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folks use any means
To achieve their ends.

So put me on! Don't be afraid!
And don't get in a flap!
You're in safe hands (though I have none)
For I'm a Thinking Cap!"

"That was horrible", Draco muttered making the group chuckle.

"Wow you really were right it's a hat, I'm going to kill fred, he was going on about wrestling a troll", Ron said making Luan snort at Ron for being too gullible.

Proffesor McGonagal now stepped forward holding a long roll of parchment.

"When, I call your name you will put on the hat and sit on the stool to be sorted", The proffesor said, "Abbot Hannah!".

A pink-faced girl with blonde pigtails stumbled out of line, put on the hat, which fell right down over her eyes, and sat down.

A moments pause.

"HUFFLEPUFF!" shouted the hat.

The table on the right cheered and clapped as Hannah went to sit down at the Hufflepuff table.

"Bones, Susan!"

"HUFFLEPUFF!" shouted the hat again, and Susan scuttled off to sit next to Hannah.