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THEY had finally reached Hogwarts. All the children got out their trunks and walked only to meet Rubeus Hagrid, Hogwarts Gamekeeper. Hagrid took all the first years using a boat across the Great Lake to the Great Hall. Myla sat with Cee and another girl called Irene Bailey. Inside the hall, Myla was amazed to see floating candles. She and the other first-years gathered around Professor McGonagall as the sorting hat sang its song.
"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.
You can keep your black,
Your 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 ,
Where dwell the brave at heart,
Their daring, nerve, and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart;
You might belong in ,
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And unafraid of toil;
Or yet in wise old ,
if you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind;
Or perhaps in
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!" The sorting hat sang. After listening to the song, the professor started calling out names for the sorting.
"Webkin, Danny"
"Slytherin!"
"Bailey, Irene"
"Gryffindor!"
"Mayfield, Aria"
"Hufflepuff!"
"Regina, Sybil"
"Gryffindor!"
"Greens, Aiden"
"Ravenclaw!"
"Allen, Chloe"
"Gryffindor!"
After a few more people, it was Myla's turn.
"Mckinnon, Myla"
Myla's feet felt like noodles. She slowly walked up to the sorting hat. Her mum said that Gryffindor was the best house in the world, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff were also great houses but Slytherin was the worst. "Ah, an interesting sort. Has qualities of every house. Brave like Gryffindor, Loyal like Hufflepuff, Curious like Ravenclaw, and you may want to get what you like no matter what like Slytherin." The sorting hat said. After 5 minutes or so, everyone started whispering to each other. "That girl, right there, is a hatstall!" Myla heard one person say. Finally, the Sorting Hat made its decision. "Gryffindor!" It said. Myla grinned. She was in the best house in the world! She walked confidently towards the cheering Gryffindors.
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A/N: Finally, this chapter saw its end. Also, credit to Harry Potter Fandom for giving me a sorting hat song. I couldn't miss it, its very important. Also, I'm not sure if I should make Percy the prefect in this one. Should I or should I not? Write in the comments readers!
Also I'm not sure if anyone even reads this....
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