Standing in Hogwarts' impressive entrance hall, I could feel a mixture of excitement and nervousness in my body. In front of me stood a long row of marble stone pillars, and behind me the gates I had come through had now closed. I looked around at the beautiful wooden panelling, the chandeliers in the ceiling and the tall leaded windows that cast soft light into the room and the large doors that led into the Great hall itself. The stone walls towered high above me, adorned with flickering torches that cast eerie shadows on the floor. The scent of burning candles and ancient parchment filled my nose, adding to the mystical atmosphere of the castle. There was a large copper-coloured clock on the wall, its hands indicating that it was soon time for the great sorting ceremony. Suddenly I heard a voice behind me.
"Are you ready to enter the Great Hall, Ophelia?" It was Professor McGonagall, standing beside me with a friendly smile.
I nodded and followed the professor into the Great Hall. As I set my foot into the room, I was almost overwhelmed by the sight. The walls of the Great Hall were covered with large portraits depicting former Headmasters and professors of Hogwarts. Some of them moved and spoke as if they were still alive. You could see how their eyes followed you as you moved around the room, and how their lips moved in time with their words. The main hall was filled with students from all grades, all seated at their respective college tables. I looked around and saw the four large banners representing the different colleges: Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. I could feel the curious looks of the other students as we walked through the hall. All of a sudden, a deep and booming voice sounded,
"Welcome to Hogwarts," the disembodied voice said.
It was the Headmaster; Dumbledore, stepping up to the podium and his welcome speech filled the room. He talked about the history of the school, magic and how important it was that all students worked hard and had a heart for their house. I listened intently to his words, feeling the excitement and curiosity in me growing by the moment. I could how thick the air was with excitement and anxiety as us new students waited anxiously for our sorting ceremony. It was time to be sorted. I followed the other students as they stepped up to a large podium at the end of the hall, with a chair in the middle. Professor McGonagall stepped up to the podium and took an old, tarnished hat out of a box. She held the hat in her hands.
"This is the Sorting Hat; it will sort you into your proper Houses. It looks not only at your abilities, but also at your heart, your values, and your courage," she said.
I felt a lump in my throat. What if the hat didn't pick the right House for me? But as I felt the hat on my head, I could feel the soft and warm hat moulding itself around my head and starting to speak. I felt a tingling sensation in my scalp as the hat began to speak into my head.
"Ah, I can feel a big heart, an ability to be patient and a strong will to work hard to achieve one's goals. Your heart is filled with kindness and understanding for others, and you will always care for those around you, but your courage is also something that will help you on your way. You are a Hufflepuff!" The hat said.
I could feel a wave of relief and joy flow through me. I had been sorted into the house I felt suited me the best. I lifted the hat off my head, walked down from the podium and walked to my housemates, which was all clapping and cheering. I quickly spotted Penelope, Justin, and Ernie on my way to the table and sat down next to Penelope.
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