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𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲
𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚝
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McGonagall leads everyone through two large doors and into the Great Hall, where there are four long tables with thousands of students, as well as floating candles. The roof appears to be the sky.
"Finally!" Lily was excited to watch her son get sorted.
"Pads, where do you reckon little Nova will be? I say Gryffindor." Sirius contemplated James' words for a while.
"Well I think she is more of an eagle than a lion," he responded.
James and Sirius watched in anticipation.
"It's not real, the ceiling. It's just bewitched to look like the night sky. I read about it in Hogwarts: A History," Hemione recited.
A few students ( *cough* marauders *cough*) exchanged knowing looks.
Hermione looked at her younger counterpart on the screen and sighed, was she really that annoying?.
McGonagall leads the first years to the front where the Sorting Hat lies on the stool.
"Will you wait along here, please? Now, before we begin, Professor Dumbledore would like to say a few words," McGonagall informs them.
