The second chapter rewritten today, and the last to be reposted today :3 Enjoy!
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Harry's POV
"The Sorting Hat, if you will, Professor McGonagall..." Dumbledore said. The professor swished up to the stool in the center of the platform of the Hall and placed there the old, patched up hat. The Hall fell entirely silent, as the Hat opened up its brim, and began to sing its opening song...
A thousand years or more ago,
When I was newly sewn,
There lived four wizards of renown,
Whose name are still well-known:
Bold Gryffindor from wild moor,
Fair Ravenclaw from glen,
Sweet Hufflepuff from valley broad,
Shrewd Slytherin from fen.
They share a wish, a hope, a dream,
They hatched a daring plan,
To educate young sorcerers,
Thus Hogwarts school began.
Now each of these four founders
Formed their own house, for each
Did value different virtues,
In the ones they had to teach.
By Gryffindor, the bravest were
Prized far beyond the rest;
For Ravenclaw, the cleverest
Would always be the best;
For Hufflepuff, hardworkers were
Most worthy of admission;
And power-hungry Slytherin
Loved those of great ambition.
While still alive they did divide
Their favorites from the throng,
Yet how to pick the worthy ones
When they were dead and gone?
'Twas Gryffindor who found the way,
He whipped me off his head
The founders put some brains in me
So I could choose instead!
Now slip me snug around your ears,
I've never yet been wrong,
I'll have a look inside your mind
And tell where you belong!
Harry and all the other students, including the new arrivals, clapped politely as the Sorting Hat finished its song. He noticed some of the new students were staring, apprehensive, at the now dormant Sorting Hat. Obviously, they hadn't come from wizarding families, Harry thought. Perhaps they're Muggle-borns? That would explain their understanding of magic, but their apparent lack of knowledge about it. "On with the Sorting!" Dumbledore declared, sitting down in his chair once more. "When I call your name, you may come up and sit on the stool." Professor McGonagall said, loudly, to the nervous newcomers. "The first group to be Sorted shall be the demigods from Camp Half Blood." She declared, unravelling her yellowed parchment scroll.
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