Chapter 20
They walked up a flight of stone steps and crowded around the huge, Oak front door.
"Everyone here? You there, still got yer toad?"
Hagrid raised a gigantic fist and knocked three times on the castle door.The door swung open at once. A tall, black-haired witch in emerald-green robes stood there. She had a very stern face and Harry's first thought was that this was not someone to cross. Ryans was an earnest desire to prank her.
"The firs' years, Professor McGonagall," said Hagrid.
"Thank you, Hagrid. I will take them from here.
She pulled the door wide The stone walls were lit with flaming torches like the ones at Gringotts, the ceiling was too high to make out, and a magnificent marble staircase facing them led to the upper floors.
They followed Professor McGonagall across the flagged stone floor. Ryan could hear the drone of hundreds of voices from a doorway to the right -- the rest of the school must already be here -- but Professor McGonagall showed the first years into a small, empty chamber off the hall. They crowded in, standing rather closer together than they would usually have done, peering about nervously. "Welcome to Hogwarts," said Professor McGonagall. "The start-of-term banquet will begin shortly, but before you take your seats in the Great Hall, you will be sorted into your houses. The Sorting is a very important ceremony because, while you are here, your house will be something like your family within Hogwarts. You will have cla.s.ses with the rest of your house, sleep in your house dormitory, and spend free time in your house common room.The four houses are called Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Each house has its own n.o.ble history and each has produced outstanding witches and wizards. While you are at Hogwarts, your triumphs will earn your house points, while any rulebreaking will lose house points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the house cup, a great honor. I hope each of you will be a credit to whichever house becomes yours.The Sorting Ceremony will take place in a few minutes in front of the rest of the school. I suggest you all smarten yourselves up as much as you can while you are waiting.
Her eyes lingered for a moment on Neville's cloak, which was fastened under his left ear, and on Ron's smudged nose"I shall return when we are ready for you," said Professor McGonagall. "Please wait quietly."
She left the chamber. How exactly do they sort us into houses?" he asked Ryan
Ryan being Ryan knew he was nervous and wanted to mess with the small boy so he answered with his best straight face
"trial by combat"
Harry looked shocked the other kids started to worry too after they overheard Ryan continued.
"it will be a 1 versus 1 fight til either is knocked out or unable to continue the winner chooses the house for himself and where to send the loser"
by now most of the kids look close to crying especially the girls he noticed two in particular and got quite a shock one happened to be swiftly cycling through hair colors and the other was a blonde cold looking princess type with a small smirk on her lips he recognized them as nymphadora tonks and one daphne greengra.s.s he was shocked because tonks is supposed to be a 6th or 7th year at this point it must be some dimensional messed up stuff he looked around for more people he might recognize he didn't see Seamus Finnegan or Theodore Knott he also didn't see Tracey Davis he did see Dean Thomas and Susan Bones nieces of madam Amelia Bones head of the department of magical law enforcement he saw her best friend Hannah abbot a slightly chubby girl and kindhearted from what he remembers he also knows Neville later on developed a crush on her in most boost he's all for that s.h.i.+p he saw Zabini Blaise a tall black haired Italian boy whose mother is something of a black widow and has a habit of killing off her husband's for their fortunes I think it was 7 if I recall right he also saw a bunch of random no names. he decided to end the joke here he didn't want them all breaking before the sorting.
Ryan: I'm just joking from what I know it's a test based on your personality you know like brave hardworking smart or cunning.
the kids let out a collective sigh of relief.
Then something happened that made the kids jump about a foot in the air -- several people behind him screamed.
"What the --?
About twenty ghosts had just streamed through the back wall. Pearly-white and slightly transparent, they glided across the room talking to one another and hardly glancing at the first years. They seemed to be arguing. What looked like a fat little monk was saying: "Forgive and forget, I say, we ought to give him a second chance--""My dear Friar, haven't we given Peeves all the chances he deserves? He gives us all a bad name and you know, he's not really even a ghost -- I say, what are you all doing here?"
A ghost wearing a ruff and tights had suddenly noticed the first years
New students!" said the Fat Friar, smiling around at them. "About to be Sorted, I suppose?"
A few people nodded mutely.
"Hope to see you
"Move along now," said a sharp voice. "The Sorting Ceremony's about to start."Professor McGonagall had returned. One by one, the ghosts floated away through the opposite wall. they walked out of the chamber, back across the hall, and through a pair of double doors into the Great Hall
"Now, form a line," Professor McGonagall told the first years, "and follow me." It was lit by thousands and thousands of candles that were floating in midair over four long tables, where the rest of the students were sitting. These tables were laid with glittering golden plates and goblets. At the top of the hall was another long table where the teachers were sitting. Professor McGonagall led the first years up here, so that they came to a halt in a line facing the other students, with the teachers behind them. The hundreds of faces staring at them looked like pale lanterns in the flickering candlelight. Dotted here and there among the students, the ghosts shone misty silver. Ryan looked upward and saw a velvety black ceiling dotted with stars he knew all about that he had one in Lunas room for her. Ryan quickly looked down again as Professor McGonagall silently placed a four-legged stool in front of the first years. On top of the stool she put a pointed wizard's hat. This hat was patched and frayed and extremely dirty. - noticing that everyone in the hall was now staring at the hat, he stared at it, too. For a few seconds, there was complete silence. Then the hat twitched. A rip near the brim opened wide like a mouth -- and the hat began to sing:
"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.
You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave at heart,
Their daring, nerve, and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart;
You might belong in Hufflepuff,
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And unafraid of toil;
Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw, if you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind;
Or perhaps in Slytherin
You'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folk 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 whole hall burst into applause as the hat finished its song. It bowed to each of the four tables and then became quite still again.Professor McGonagall now stepped forward holding a long roll of parchment.
"When I call your name, you will put on the hat and sit on the stool to be sorted," she said. "Abbott, Hannah!"
A pink-faced girl with blonde pigtails stumbled out of line, put on the hat, which fell right down over her eyes, and sat down. A moments pause --
"Hufflepuff!"
The table on the right cheered and clapped as Hannah went to sit down at the Hufflepuff table. Harry saw the ghost of the Fat Friar waving merrily at her.
"Bones, Susan!"
"HUFFLEPUFF!" shouted the hat again, and Susan scuttled off to sit next to Hannah.
"Boot, Terry!"
"RAVENCLAW!
The table second from the left clapped this time; several Ravenclaws stood up to shake hands with Terry as he joined them.
Bulstrode, Millicent" then became a Slytherin.
"Diggory Ryan" Harry and Luna watched as Ryan whipped out his wand and strolled forward with a smirk that was rather unnerving for some reason. everyone was watching him wondering why he had his want out when he quickly cast a reparo and a scourgify to clean and fix the dirty hat everyone looked stunned but he was wondering how Noone got lice i mean these are kids in a magical school how can you not be smart enough to clean and fix it he noticed Dumbledore subtly facepalm out of the corner of his eye. Wizard often lose most of their commons sense
hat: "why thank you I wonder why no one else ever did that"
Ryan: "your welcome your hatliness *bows dramatically* and perhaps lack of Common sense?"
hat: " most likely"
Ryan gently placed the hat on his head and felt something dive into his mind he had barriers over his systems and Ca.s.sie so he can't find out about that but not about his previous life he wanted the hats help with some things.
Hat: WHAT THE FU....
McGonagall quickly cast a silencing spell on him a gave the hat a stern look while Dumbledore chuckled.
inside his mind Ryan can see flashes of memories and let the hat do his thing when the hat was done he heard a sigh in his mind 'man that's pretty messed up'
Ryan nodded solemnly
'so you want me to help you prank this generation?'
Ryan:'of course in exchange I'll let you in on some fun things later and even buy you new lining you can have fawkes take you to me to visit anytime you want'
hat: 'that's a really good deal so what do you need from me?'
Ryan and the hat started to plot and people seemed to be getting impatient until the hat shouted "GRYFFINDOR!"
the gold and red table burst into applause with Fred and George leading the group I went and took and a seat at the end of the table I was the first Gryffindor. the twins whispered to me wondering what I talked to the hat about I told them to be patient and wait.
"Finch-Fletchley, Justin!"
"HUFFLEPUFF!"
"Granger, Hermione!"
Hermione almost ran to the stool and jammed the hat eagerly on her head.
"GRYFFINDOR!" shouted the hat.
"Greengra.s.s, Daphne!"
GRYFFINDOR!" the hat yelled again
Daphne looked shocked silly all her family was Slytherin then looked at me for a moment I merely winked and went back to watching the show.
"Goyle, Gregory!"
as soon as the hat was on his head
"Ravenclaw!" Goyle looked around stupidly wondering if he heard right(for those wondering crabbe still got put in slytherin he was before ryan in the callings)professor McGonagall had to usher him off to the table with him looking more shocked than anyone.
"Lovegood, Luna" "Gryffindor!" the hat shouted and she happily skipped over to give Ryan a hug among the wolf whistles from the twins. When Neville Longbottom, was called, he fell over on his way to the stool. The hat took a long time to decide with Neville. When it finally shouted, "GRYFFINDOR," Neville ran off still wearing it, and had to jog back amid gales of laughter Malfoy swaggered forward when his name was called and got his wish at once: the hat had barely touched his head when it screamed, "HUFFLEPUFF!"
the whole hall was silent Fred and George looked like Christmas had come early malfoy Sr was always going at it with their dad and they knew he was pretty much guaranteed Slytherin the both looked towards Ryan who smirked and then returned to his calm face malfoy however was on the verge of fainting he was changing colors at a rapid pace and it was beginning to look like some form of accidental magic between pants of air I could barely make out. resort...my father....and some other unintelligible garbles.
the he screamed at the top of his lungs with and high pitched voice crack.
"impossible!!!" he finally ran of breathe and seemed to pa.s.s out Snape quickly levitated him to the infirmary under the murmurs of "he really must be his love child" and "wait til his father hears of this" Snape billowed out more quickly in pure rage.
Ryan swore he broke at least 2 ribs trying not to laugh but in the silence of the great hall it happened.
The Mad Cackle.
"Muhahahaha" everyone turned to look at him like he was insane that was the perfect Slytherin mad cackle he was quickly joined by the hat and the Weasley twins it was chaos.
Dumbledore fired out two loud cannonblasts from his wand. "Quiet! please continue the sorting"
There weren't many people left now. "Moon".., "Parkinson"..., then a pair of twin girls, "Patil" and "Patil"..., then "Perks, Sally-Anne"..., and then, at last --"Potter, Harry!"
As Harry stepped forward, whispers suddenly broke out like little hissing fires all over the hall.
"Potter, did she say?"
"The Harry Potter?"
The last thing Harry saw before the hat dropped over his eyes was the hall full of people craning to get a good look at him. Next second he was looking at the black inside of the hat. Hmm," said a small voice in his ear. "Difficult. Very difficult. Plenty of courage, I see. Not a bad mind either. There's talent, A my goodness, yes -- and a nice thirst to prove yourself, now that's interesting... So where shall I put you?"
Harry gripped the edges of the stool and thought, Not Slytherin, not Slytherin.
"Not Slytherin, eh?" said the small voice. "Are you sure? You could be great, you know, it's all here in your head, and Slytherin will help you on the way to greatness, no doubt about that -- no? Well, if you're sure -- better be GRYFFINDOR!"Harry heard the hat shout the last word to the whole hall. He took off the hat and walked shakily toward the Gryffindor table. Ryan clapped him on the back and smiled at him "see it wasn't so bad was it" Harry could only shake his head
And now there were only three people left to be sorted. "Tonks, Nymphadora" a clumsy hair changing girl stumbled her way over to the chair, joined then at the Gryffindor table. "Turpin,Lisa," became a Ravenclaw and then it was Ron's turn. He was pale green by now. Ryan sighed it was a sacrifice he had to endure "GRYFFINDOR"