Dumbledore and I are walking down the corridors. I'm surprised he hasn't gotten lost with the amount of corridors and rooms in the castle, but I guess he has been here longer than me. Just as we were turning the 6th corner I remembered seeing seeker on the trophy.
I asked Dumbledore about it and he said that that it is a position in Quidditch, a sport that is famous in the wizard world played on brooms.
There are 7 players on each team a keeper, 3 chasers, 2 beaters and a seeker. The aim is for the seeker to catch the snitch, chasers to get the quaffle and score with the keeper defending and the beaters hit bludgers around the field distracting players.
When Dumbledore finished explaining about Quidditch, we turned a corner and ended up at staircase with a golden animal on top. Dumbledore said 2 simple words lemon drops and the stair case started moving. I learnt that lemon drops is a type of lolly here.
We ascended up the stairs and reached another medieval door. Dumbledore entered with me following. This room is full of bookshelves of all colours and magical wizard things. There was a desk in the middle and book shelves and windows surrounding.
Walking around admiring the books I heard a tweet, turning around I saw a magnificent ruby coloured bird. I heard Dumbledores voice behind me saying its a Phoenix. A Phoenix I've never seen before but it looked quite like a normal bird.
The Phoenix was so beautiful it had bright brown eyes. I was stoking the Phoenix and I realized that his head was on an angle pointing to the window. Does the Phoenix want me to go to the window?
I walked carefully over to the window and looked out of it. It was amazing there was green grass covering some part of the land. Behind this hut with a Thatched roof and cobblestone walls there is a gloomy forest. This forest looked gloomy but peaceful and relaxing. I will have to go and explore after.
I turned around and Dumbledore motioned me to sit down. Sitting down on a wooden chair with a red comfy part in the middle, I saw Dumbledore holding a brown old hat. This must of be the sorting hat.
"Is it the 1st of September already" said the hat which left me in a shock. "No, this young lady was attacked by a witch causing her to go to hospital..." Dumbledore was explaining the cause of me being here.
"I see, so she's a witch? Is she starting in third year?" the hat asked. Dumbledore replied " she's not a witch but a muggle and she will be joining us this year." "What's a muggle?", "it's a non-magic being".
"Ok, so she's a muggle that wants to get sorted into a school that she doesn't belong in?" "Don't be harsh, she just wants to see what house she would be placed in" "oh... ok well bring her here".
I did as I was told and made my way over to the talking hat. I wonder what house I would be in? "Do you want to hear my song first" "NO!, Save it for the sorting" said Dumbledore "let the girl chose Albus". I had no idea what to say what's so bad about a song? "Um... ok I guess" I mumbled not quite sure what to say. "Ah finally someone that likes my singing"
"Now this is the song I am sing this year for the sorting since I change the songs each year.
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 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... "I started to doze off but keep noodling my head, I understand why Dumbledore said no it goes for ever. I started thinking about how the year would be like for me considering I'm a muggle. Would I be able to do the lessons? or would I just supervise? What if no one wants to be friends with me since I'm a muggle? What if something terrible happens and I'm the course of it?
Oh stop it Emma you'll be fine. Oh great now I'm talking to myself, I'm gone crazy! Ok stop talking to yourself and just pay attention to the song it should end soon.
Just as I snapped back into reality, the talking hat stopped singing thank The Lord. Dumbledore and I applauded while the hat said "thank you, thank you, how very kind".
"So your ready to see what house you'd be placed in muggle", "yes, and please call me Emma talking hat". "She's a cheeky one Albus" "yes indeed she is". "Ok sit down and I'll place the hat on your head". I sat down nervously "don't be nervous little one".
The hat was placed on my head and it spoke "Hmm... I see, I see your very intelligent and witty perfect for Ravenclaw, but you have bravery in your skin and some ambition, ahh, and very sneaky. Wait! hang on there is magic in your blood, which means your a witch!." "What?" questioned Dumbledore. "It seems to me we have a witch here and a good one too".
I was shocked I'm a witch, I'm a witch! I won't get left out, I might make some friends, I'm different. As I was trying to comprehend that I'm a witch, Dumbledore was pacing like crazy mumbling. The only words I could get out of it was 'how... is it true... its impossible...'
Out of the blue a lady burst threw the door. The lady had quite a lot of wrinkles, she was wearing a greenish robe and hat and rounded glasses. "What's wrong Albus? Who are you?" She questioned. "This young lady is Emma, she was meant to be a muggle bu-but she's a witch, it's unknown how this could be!" Dumbledore worryingly said. "Ok I'll take her down to Hagrid's and we can solve this" the lady said.
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Fiksi PenggemarI am Emma, just Emma no last name and I have lived in an orphanage for all my life. I am 13 and not much has happened in my life. Not much people come to our 'forgotten orphanage'. But one day someone wearing a black robe and wild black hair comes t...