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 Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 9:40 pm
 The Sorting Hat Yokai-Taijiya-chan Damien RaveheartFirst year, _ Damien walked into the room with his head held high. He was a little affraid, but not by much because he already had a basic idea where he was goinging to end up. He walked up to the stand and waited to be sorted. People say that, in a nutshell, I'm civilized, behaved, but can be rude. I am also apparently a perfectionist. I'm elegant and well behaved, but put myself before others and like annoying people I see below me for fun. I have also had a few people say I am a sadist, but I do not think I am (not that I would know). I am also described as high class, important, handsome, and special. The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. It barely touched the student's head before shouting
Slytherin!
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 9:42 pm
The Sorting Hat IceGrayWolf Dʀᴏᴘ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ɴᴏᴡ
Mᴇᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏᴜʀɪɴɢ ʀᴀɪɴ
Kɪss ᴍᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ sɪᴅᴇᴡᴀʟᴋ
Tᴀᴋᴇ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀɪɴ
Cᴀᴜsᴇ I sᴇᴇ, sᴘᴀʀᴋs ғʟʏ ᴡʜᴇɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ sᴍɪʟᴇ
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Sᴇʀᴀғɪɴᴀ Eʟɪᴢᴀʙᴇᴛʜ Lᴀɴᴄᴀsᴛᴇʀ
`•.¸¸.•´´¯`••.¸¸.•´´¯`•´ ♥ Fɪʀsᴛ Yᴇᴀʀ ♥♥ Sɪɴɢʟᴇ ♥♥ Pᴜʀᴇʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ♥♥ Uɴsᴏʀᴛᴇᴅ ♥ Serafina goosebumps, as her name was called. She walked to the front, and sat on the stool. She really counldn't take the pressure. She just closed her eyes, and hoped for the best.People say that, in a nutshell, I'm Daring, and hyper. I tend to take chances even if the odds are against me. I like to go buying stuff and maybe studying during my free time. I always roam around so you would often see me strolling down the corridors. I would sneak out around, so you could say Im a sneaky type. Im kinda helpful, and maybe honest. I'm also quite noisy, so you don't wanna pull my trigger on. Im impatient and I like to tease people. Teasing them so much they would cry. But~ I got over that. I just love to enjoy my youth when I still have it. Mᴏᴏᴅ : Nervous
Wʜᴀᴛ I'ᴍ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ : Getting sorted Wʜᴀᴛ I'ᴍ ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ : Please let me be in a great house!
Wʜᴇʀᴇ I ᴀᴍ : Great Hall Wʜᴏ I'ᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜ : Everyone
Wearing Out Of Cookies:
Gᴇᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ɢʀᴇᴇɴ ᴇʏᴇs, ʙᴀʙʏ
As ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪɢʜᴛs ɢᴏ ᴅᴏᴡɴ
Gɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ʟʟ ʜᴀᴜɴᴛ ᴍᴇ
ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ
Cᴀᴜsᴇ I sᴇᴇ, sᴘᴀʀᴋs ғʟʏ ᴡʜᴇɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜ sᴍɪʟᴇ
The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. For a moment the hat was silent before speaking....
Hmm...
You are a tough choice...
You have the traits of several houses,
But only one can lead you to greatness...
Better be...
Slytherin!
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 9:45 pm
The Sorting Hat Utsuha Moon  __________________ ✿ Autumn Henrick ✿__________________ Unsorted || First Year _________________________________
Iris was already put in Hufflepuff. And now it was Autumn's turn. With little to no idea as to how this would turn out, the little girl stepped forth and sat on the stool, then watched as the hat was placed on her head. She prayed that, wherever she would be sorted, her friendship with the group of friends would continue, strengthen, and become something priceless and beautiful.
Quote: People say that, in a nutshell, I'm mature for my age. I am respectful and kind to anyone, everyone. I believe in the fact that if we all tried to understand each other's view points, there would be less prejudice and violence in the world. I believe in the positive side of things too much, but I'm not annoyingly optimistic; I simply like to suggest a second option that brings more smiles in the world. I tend to be easily scared, and I will lose all of my composure. Some people pointed out the fact that I rely on my brothers too much, and that because I am the only little girl in the Henrick family, I am spoiled. I tend to be, when it comes to books. In one shopping trip, my knowledge-hungry self would beg my parents to buy me over 200 euros worth of books. It runs in the family, the love of books, it seems.
_____ ✿ _____ ✿ _____ ✿ _____ ✿ _____ ✿ _____ ✿ _____ _______________ ❝ It's okay to be scared. Just don't let those fears hold back your dreams. ❞The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. For a moment the hat was silent before speaking....
Mature and peaceful,
A love of books,
But most importantly you are accepting.
Better be...
Hufflepuff!
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 9:49 pm
The Sorting Hat Utsuha Moon  Night Yamamoto
______________________
Unsorted || First Year
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Night feared that he will be sorted into a house by himself. Although in a group of nine, the chances were small. Not impossible, but slightly improbable. Who knew? Maybe Destiny would be mean to him and throw him into a house all by himself. The Japanese boy sighed and sat onto the stool, observing the hat that would be placed upon his head.
Quote: People say that, in a nutshell, I'm slightly odd. I don't get it though, because I consider myself fairly level-headed. I think things through, since I like to use my brain instead of relying on intuition. I obey the rules on a whim, since I believe that they exist to provide order and safety in a community. I have a serious composure, and like to see things from two different perspectives, if not more. I believe that magic and martial arts should be used to protect, rather than harm others. A high defensive stance and an alert mind can never go wrong from my experience. However, even if I'm described as a "party pooper", I like a good laugh. I am loyal to my friends and I enjoy spending time with them. I like making jokes, even though I may not be funny. Socializing is a part of who I am, even if I may be awkward at times.
______________________ ❝ Well all need someone to rely on. That's why I'm here. ❞ The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. For a moment the hat was silent before speaking....
You have perspective,
a rare thing for your age,
and you are smart as well.
It is clear you should be in...
Ravenclaw!
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 9:52 pm
The Sorting Hat AirRoa  _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ Leah wasn't sure if she was lucky or unfortunate to have one of the more silent boats on the way up, but it gave her time to think. Her thought had wondered along many paths from the majesty of the castle appearance to what her classes might be like. Yet looming in the back of her mind like a dark corner in a bright room was the memory of her father's words. It was the same now. The room was filled with amazing, dazzling displays of magic, of the power and knowledge that she could possible have... Only if I'm accepted, said a small gloomy part of her, the side of her that seemed to hold on to her father's words like a life preserver. It was annoying to say the lest. Here she stood about to be sort, not based on some bloodline she neither knew nor care about. No if she had surmised correctly the hat merely seemed to seek something from you. It was possible that it asked a series of questions and you had to answer them silently. Then again none who had come before her had opened their mouths or appeared stumped. She could feel her palm gets sweaty, though she was confident she could handle any questions it asked. She had read through all her books, sure she had to do so by torch. It was a minor thing, but she hadn't wanted to be surprised. Yet she had been now as she felt like time was running out she felt the need to do something she had never done, cheat. Nothing, in none of the books had it told her how she would be sorted. Not even Hogwarts, A History had been kind enough to divulge that kind of information. There had to be a way to figure this out before- "Lockwood, Leah." So much for that... she thought grimly as she walked up to the small wood seat. For a moment, she wondered if this was what it felt like when you were going to be executed. She settled on to the stool and for the first time realized that this was going to happen in front of the whole school. Now she thought as the hat came to rest over her eyes, is so not the time to fail.People say that, in a nutshell, I'm a charming, considerate and confident girl. My father tends to think I'm over confident, but I disagree. I just have my opinion and I'm sure that they are right ones. I'm not conceited though, I understand that I can be wrong. It's possible, like a blue moon is possible. This of course isn't something you can see or look at, sadly most are taken up by the baseline of necessity rather than substance which I'm quite full of. I've heard few of peers say that I'm full of quite a bit, but I feel that is mostly cause I can't spend time among them. My father is certain that they would stain me in some way, take my focus off school work and right path. I think it complete bull, but I can't figure out why else he wants me separated from others.____ _____ _____ _____ _____ _____ The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. For a moment the hat was silent before speaking....
Confidence is key for you it seems.
You have much of it and stand up for what you believe.
You will do well in...
Gryffindor!
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 10:02 pm
The Sorting Hat Sir Spazalots 
xxxҢσȴɖ x Yσʯɼ x Ӈεɑd x Ӈɩɠɧ
xxxΛȵɖ x Ҏɧσtσɠrɑρɧ x Ⱦɧε x Șӄy
Bradley took a deep breath as Tobi let go of his hand to go to the Sorting Hat. "Good luck." he whispered as he sat down and the hat went on his head. I wonder where he will be? he thought as the hat called out the name of his house. A few more people got called up, and then it was time. "Bradley Goldwind!" was called. Bradley began his way up to the stool, his stomach writing in nerves. He felt like he was going to be sick. He stubled as he walked up and sat onb the stool. People say that, in a nutshell, I'm kinda shy and introverted, I prefer to be alone and focus on my passions - photography and art. I see the world differently then most people, I don't see the wands magic - but the movements and the shadows of the wand. Just makes me different I guess, I always have my camera with me, cause there is always new pictures to be taken. I'm also very optimistic and kind, though again my shyness makes it so I can't have friends... I fined myself unable to express my emotions properly, so I use my art to do so.   The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. For a moment the hat was silent before speaking....
Interesting. Very Interesting.
You have talent, but not always with magic.
You notice things other's do not.
Perhaps that will help you here...
Ravenclaw!
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 10:08 pm
David Clarisse
Unsorted
First Year   Location: Great Hall David was extremely nervous. He didn't know how things would turn out and hoped he'd be placed in a good house. His house of choice was Gryffindor but that didn't mean that was where he would be placed. "David Clarisse."Upon hearing his name David left Shayna his first friend it seemed and headed up to the stool. Taking a seat he waiting for the sorting hat to be placed on his head. 'Please... I really want to be in Gryffindor...' he thought closing his eyes tight trying to fight the fear of being placed somewhere else. People say that, in a nutshell, I'm David is very loyal to those he’s closest too. Although he is loyal he loves to play jokes on people no matter if you are a friend of his or not. Those who befriend him just have to learn to not take things the wrong way and just laugh at the things David does. Although rather lacking in actual drive to do anything academic he loves to read much like the rest of his family. In most cases he would rather read about Quidditch and other interesting things. David is also pretty brave even when it comes to his fears. Despite trying to say he doesn’t have any fears he’s just trying to act tougher then he actually is. Status: Excited... yet Nervous With: First years... mainly Shayna List of Knowledge: Progress OOC: ---
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 10:58 pm
 Jared Nightshade
Eleven~Halfblood~Leo
Unsorted First Year
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....Jared nervously walked up to the sorting hat, shaking a bit. He didn't want to know what was happening in the next few minutes, he just wanted it to be over with. As he sat down on the hard wood, he placed the hat on his head. Thinking over the houses, he silently hope for Hufflepuff or Gryffindor. He hated the idea of Slytherin, and Ravenclaw wasn't exactly his thing. He shut his eyes and waited for the hat to make a decision. Exceedingly kind and empathetic. I'm extremely patient and loyal, and I would hope very funny. I joke around a lot. I try my best to make people happy, though this can sometimes anger other people I can't get around to. I can't lie very well, as I'm honest to the bone. I can be stubborn, and I don't give up. Ever. I'm not outstandingly brave or outstandingly smart, but I work my butt off at everything. I'm a natural leader, and I don't believe in a lost cause. I stick up for what I think is right. I never show a shred of unkindness, unless you deserve it. I try my best to be fair and help everyone. (OOC~ )) King
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2013 11:47 pm
 "Call me Christian."Christian blinked upon entry of the Great Hall. It was utterly amazing. Sure, he's seen his mom preform magic in the blink of an eye, great, amazing, inspiring magic, but nothing quite on this scale, this huge. The other first years around him were taking it in too, most of them probably nervous. Christian thought that when he looked back on this day in seven years, or even one year, he'd remember how he wasn't nervous, but the eyes of everyone around him made that harder than necessary. He rubbed his hands on his robes, wiping the sweat that had accumulated, and took a deep breath. I'm not nervous, I'm fine. Not nervous. You're going to be okay... It's going to be okay.
When he was finally called up, Christian could say that he was definitely not nervous anymore. He didn't shake, he wasn't sweaty, he was just indifferent now. It didn't really matter what house he was placed in, at the end of the day, he'd be at home. The hat wasn't wrong. Of course, there were certain connotations per house; You were expected to do something great in Gryffindor, you were amazingly smart in Ravenclaw, you weren't pure in Slytherin, and you were average in Hufflepuff. At this point, though, that didn't matter to Christian. He had the rest of his life ahead of him, and this hat was going to decide. He left the hat be place upon his head as he took the plunge.
Good_Spencer45 People say that, in a nutshell, I'm extremely loyal and devoted to the people I love. I accept change, thought not always willingly, and it usually turns out for the better. I'm hard-working when it comes to school, because I need to make my father proud, since he payed for the majority of my schooling. My mother considers me lucky, as things often go my way, but I just think I'm persuasive. I'm usually positive when it comes to most things, but sometimes I can be negative if things aren't going my way, and that is one of my downfalls. However, my sweetest downfall is when the people I love have a problem, because I want them to get better, but I'm not sure what to do about it. Either that, or I'm sort of shy. But I want to change that, I don't want to be shy anymore. I wouldn't say I'm selfless, but I'm not selfish either.
Year: First
Location: Great Hall
Status: Not nervous. Ha.
Frost: The Eagle Owl
Learn more: Matthew Christian Jackson
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2013 1:42 am
 ღFirst YearღUnsortedღSingleღMuggle~Bornღ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄Lyre walked into the Great Hall and looked around at all the older students. She felt very lonely in the huge room. She didn't know anyone, for she had been too engrossed in her book to socialize. She stood there, novel in hand, awaiting her turn to go. "Lyre Lutrix?" She looked up and hurried to the front. She sat on the stool and waited to be sorted. She wondered what the magic hat would do. Would it steal away her thoughts and memories, or perhaps take some blood and test it? Her thoughts quickly turned to panic, and she began to quiver. People say that, in a nutshell, I'm very bookish. I almost always have a book on my person. I am very Studious, Clumsy, and a bit Silly... I am not very sporty, in fact... I'm the opposite. I love to be in social settings, even if I don't talk all too often... I'm a bit of a paradox, no? I'm easily startled, and don't often leave my own thoughts. I try to always be polite, just like Mummy taught me! ▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄{OoC:} 
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Cinnabun Gryffie Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2013 10:37 am
 Peter Klein First Year~Unsorted~Single~Potion Specialist~Half-Blood The Great Hall was bigger than Pete could ever imagine. There were so many students. He tried to keep his nervousness hidden from the others. The boy sat upright in the stool and closed his eyes. Here goes nothing. This sorting process would decide maybe the most about his fate here at Hogwarts. People say that, in a nutshell, I'm Brave, Ambitious, and stubborn. My father spoiled me to the point that I pretty much expect to get what I want without question. I expect to be the leader but I can admit when I should follow others. I'm very outgoing and athletic. I basically like to have fun, by pulling pranks, or winning. Cooking is one of my passions.
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2013 10:40 am
Daniel Kiremono~Unsorted First Year Daniel looked around the Great Hall, taking in the long tables, fidgeting students, and raggedy talking hat. He rolled his eyes. Okay, so the place was big. It was a castle. Big deal. He waited for the hat to call his name so he could go sit down. Quote: People say that, in a nutshell, I'm confident, self-assured, and ambitious…when they are being nice. When they aren’t, they say I’m brash, self-absorbed, and arrogant, with a chip on my shoulder and the complete conviction that the world owes me something.
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2013 10:47 am
  The boat ride over was thrilling if that was the right word she had never experienced such a thing before but what was really thrilling was walking through the same hall her father and mother had walked through. Sebastian remembered the stories her father told her about his time in the castle as well as how he met her mother which while her mother was still around it was easier for him to talk about it but now he hesitated as if thinking Seb couldn't handle hearing about her mother. But she often told him that she was fine hearing about how a Gryffindor and a Ravenclaw came together even though they never really liked each other at first then again her father did prank her mother often in school. A soft meow chimed in her ear as her marbled tabby tom called for her attention before nibbling on her ear lightly she smiled and scratched her cat behind the ears. He purred and loved on her hand licking her fingers lightly before his gaze became fixated on the floating candles that spanned the ceiling of the Great Hall she smiled lightly then looked at them herself. Trying her best not to run into any of the other first years near her as she walked to the front where the sorting hat rested which once she saw that patched and ragged hat a smile crossed her face. Sebastian remembered her father talking about how he felt when he was up there sitting with that hat on his head he told her of the fact he had a nice conversation with him before he was placed in Gryffindor. She was very nervous and Kagetora could tell it made him nervous enough to leap from her shoulders then wander off under the tables and slipping out of the hall itself. Seb waited for what seemed like hours but was only moments before her name was called ” Sebastian Parthenos.” She felt everyone's gaze on her it was her name she knew it all because of the fact it was very masculine and she was clearly no boy it was common for people to look in confusion at her. She walked up there as calmly as she could hoping not to trip or space out when doing so as she had a bad habit of doing so even more so in public. Eventually she got there without tripping and sat on the stool and waited to meet the nice hat that her father fondly spoke of she wonder exactly how this went down besides the fact they put the hat on your head what happened next? Well guess she would have to find out and see what house she ended up in not that she cared her father told her that he would love her no matter which house she ended up and that was all she needed to sit still and wait to be sorted. People say that, in a nutshell, I'm very stubborn when it comes to things she knows is right whether the entire world thinks otherwise she will stand for what she feels is right even if she does stand alone. She can be hotheaded like her mother but she also has that knack to pick her fights wisely just like her father though the man is more of a trickster then she'd ever be. She is very much like her mother in personality because she is cunning and very much aggressive in very many different areas of her life, whether it is dealing with perverts or someone stupid enough to mess with the ones she holds dear. She's very independent when it comes to her morals and ideals. She likes doing things her way and if you wanna follow her you better be able to handle yourself because more than half the time she will let you drown, hates people who think they are better in the world in everyone else because of their families.
Finds the whole Pureblood, and Halfblood stuff overrated and would all but happily pull the stick out of those Pureblood's bums. She's not as kind to most people as they wish and got her grandmother's distrust of all people unless they show her differently. Seb doesn't have very many friends but that has never bothered her before because true friends are hard to find and her being such a good judge of character can usually see through whatever BS mask a person has on. But through all of Seb's rough spots she does have a soft side where she is forever loyal and very protective of all she finds good enough to be with her, true friends and her family are the only ones who ever really get to see her soft side. Well unless you happen to be a victim of bullying, she does have a strong sense of justice and can't stand bullying because she had to deal with it as well and still does at times. . Running from all that I fear: Great Hall
Caught in the moment: Kagetora
Read me tonight : What house will I be in..and I hope I don't trip
Always at my side 8 inches, Willow, with Griffin Hair
Now I can't stay behind: Hopefully this works =3
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2013 2:29 pm
 ☾ ☆ ★ ☆ ☽Shayna Aileen Snow☾ ☆ ★ ☆ ☽I knew you were trouble when you walked in,
So shame on me now,
Flew me to places I've never been,
Now I'm lying on the cold hard ground. I am Eleven years old, an Unsorted student. I am a half-blood standing with mainly David and other first years and wondering Oh what will i be sorted into?. Shayna smiled as she watched David go up and others as well. She smiled as she listened to what he was sorted as. She hoped that they would be in the same house, now that she had made a friend. She smiled as her name was called."Shayna Snow." She stepped up nervously before coming up and sitting on the stool to await the strange hat.
People say that, in a nutshell, I'm Spontaneous but also very shy and quiet. I look for things to do, whether it's making new friends (Difficult) or whether it's learning something new. She is very self-conscious about being greedy, as being an only child she was spoiled. She tries very hard to make her parents proud. It's her ambition. She is less selfish then she was when she was younger (Than 11). When she was smaller everything had to go her way, everything was that or she had a tantrum, which normally led to her getting what she wanted. As she got a little older she lessened how mean she had been before. She didn't have any friends, so she started looking for friends. Though she is still slightly spoiled, she has become also generous for a little girl. (O.o.C.)    
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Posted: Sun Jan 27, 2013 3:48 pm
The Sorting Hat murruelecreuset David Clarisse
Unsorted
First Year Location: Great Hall David was extremely nervous. He didn't know how things would turn out and hoped he'd be placed in a good house. His house of choice was Gryffindor but that didn't mean that was where he would be placed. "David Clarisse."Upon hearing his name David left Shayna his first friend it seemed and headed up to the stool. Taking a seat he waiting for the sorting hat to be placed on his head. 'Please... I really want to be in Gryffindor...' he thought closing his eyes tight trying to fight the fear of being placed somewhere else. People say that, in a nutshell, I'm David is very loyal to those he’s closest too. Although he is loyal he loves to play jokes on people no matter if you are a friend of his or not. Those who befriend him just have to learn to not take things the wrong way and just laugh at the things David does. Although rather lacking in actual drive to do anything academic he loves to read much like the rest of his family. In most cases he would rather read about Quidditch and other interesting things. David is also pretty brave even when it comes to his fears. Despite trying to say he doesn’t have any fears he’s just trying to act tougher then he actually is. Status: Excited... yet Nervous With: First years... mainly Shayna List of Knowledge: Progress OOC: ---The Professor set the hat down carefully on the student's head. For a moment the hat was silent before speaking....
Gryffindor you say?
Hmm you would indeed be great there.
So be it!
Gryffindor!
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