Once they were in the hall he saw Professor Scorttey at the staff table with a loud voice curse.
"Attention!" said Professor Scorttey. "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Ilvermorny, the American wizarding school. You will be Sorted into four houses: Wampus, Horned Serpent, Thunderbird, and Pukwudgie!" said Professor Scorttey. There was a rusty glove on the table in the front of the Hall.
"What do you think we have to do?" said Harry.
"Dunno, think it's some task. My brother Johnny told me that, but I don't know if it's true," said Cornelase in a whisper. "Doesn't the glove look kind of creepy?" said Cornelase.
"Yeah. But I don't know any magic yet, so do you think I'm gonna do that task right?" said Harry.
"Yeah, maybe. I hope so," said Cornelase.
"Attention!" said Mr. Scorttey again.
The Hall kept quiet.
"The Sorting Glove will sing in a little bit. But first we're eating, which will take pretty long," said Professor Scorttey.
Harry looked back as a chair collapsed. There was some yelping.
"Cornelase!" Harry shouted in a whisper.
"What?" said Cornelase, looking annoyed.
"Look there," said Harry, pointing at the chair. Harry got up off his seat.
"Harry, sit down!" said Cornelase, tugging at his robes.
"No!" yelled Harry.
"You can't come off it," said Cornelase, stopping.
Harry ran to the seat. "Dilumease!" he shouted.
A few people gasped as blue sparks flew on the guy. Facedown, the guy's nose was turning into a pig nose. Eventually he was a pig.
"Petter!" said a lady.
Harry stood still. "No, stop! I did it on accident!!" Harry yelled.
"Okay, then. I'll bring him to the hospital wing," said the teacher, as the pig was snorting.
Harry slowly went back to his seat.
"At least you only have to put the glove on," whispered Cornelase.
"Yeah, at least," Harry pleshed back.
"You remember Daricer?" said Cornelase.
"Yeah, of course! He's filthy!" Harry said loudly.
"Guess what?" said a voice behind them.
They turned back and saw Daricer with big eyes.
"What in the world! Stop it!" Cornelase yelled.
"Watch out!" yelled Harry.
Bang! Cornelase's seat fell down. He jumped up and his finger was bloody. It was running down fast, but that was the only thing wrong. Harry plunged out his trunk and dug around until he got something out. It was bandages and Band-Aids. Daricer was already gone while Harry was handing over a bandage.
"Thanks," said Cornelase. He pulled the bandage on and then sat still.
"So we are going to get are food now, and then you'll be Sorted!" Professor Scorttey said, and food appeared on the plates.
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Ilvermorny (Harry Petter Book 1)
FanfictionThis book is the start to the Harry Petter series, which is about the American version of Harry Potter. I was only seven years old when I wrote this, but it would still make me extremely happy if you read it because it is the start to an intriguing...