"Children, form a line, I will not have you unruly and disorganized before the sorting ceremony. Line up." Minerva- I mean professor McGonagall was organizing us to properly proceed with the sorting ceremony.
"How do they sort in the four houses? I do not think they can check whether I am brave or not."
"Some old artifact or something, Hogwarts tend to hide how the sorting is done, and somehow it works even when hundreds go through the process. Although most of the seniors prank us by answering that we have to fight a troll."
"That works?" "Mostly." He stated as a matter of fact.
"If they would dilute the lie, it would seem believable." "Ten galleons says you can prank that girl into believing the troll one." He eyed the girl I had met earlier, Jenkins or something.
"I would lose, she seems gullible." "That's true."
"Now we would be heading towards the great hall, where the banquet for freshmen is held each year. But the events that precede that is the Sorting ceremony or the Sorting Har ceremony. It would sort you according to your temperament and mind, to the houses named upon the Great four founders of Hogwarts, Godric GRYFFINDOR, Helga HUFFLEPUFF, Rowena RAVENCLAW, and Salazar SLYTHERIN.
Discrimination of any form is a punishable offense and even if corporal punishment was recently banned, the detentions carried by our caretaker at Hogwarts, Mr. Filch are not exactly someone will enjoy.
Now proceed to the Great hall and sit down in the chairs provided in the middle. "Minerva- Dammit! Prof. McGonagall lead us through the gate to the decorated hall. Its top was the endless sky, an illusion marvel. There were four tables where the students were sitting, each with different colored robes, signifying the disparities in houses. The teachers were at the high table, with an old man sitting in the center, he must be the headmaster. Beside him was Dumbledore, looking straight at me.
"Now you will come forward when your name is announced. Rest of you sit down." She pulled out a scroll out of nowhere and read the first name out loud.
"GUDGEON DAVEY" The professor picked up the hat as the boy Davey sat on the chair in the middle of the hall. The professor placed the hat on him and the hat shouted loudly.
"GRYFFINDOR!"
"SAVEY CHUCK" The professor continue calling, and I ignored them until the familiar names emerged.
"RAVENCLAW"
"JENKINS BERTHA"
"GRYFFINDOR!'" She looked devasted, years of tutoring wasted. Well, I would also be devasted if what I abhorred was to stick with me for seven years, but I was fine with any house.
"SELWYN MIKE" "pray for me to go to Slytherin, otherwise you are invited to my funeral."
"I will buy flowers then."
"SLYTHERIN!" He carried me forward to the Slytherin table, a number of them continued to Gryffindor and at last my turn came.
"umm? Why is there a full name here?" Minerva- fucxking shit. Professor McGonagall eyed the headmaster, who nodded to carry on.
"BENEDICT DRAUGR SEPTIM CLOTHO" Some made weird chuckles, the SLytherin were silent, as none of the noble houses resembled the name and the name carried a lot of family names.
I sat on the chair and the hat was placed, and after a second it shouted again.
"SLYTHERIN!"
I marched forward to the Slytherin table, Mike invited me and I saw him with a White blond-haired senior.
"I didn't know you were from a noble house?"
"I am not from any noble house." His eyebrows were alternatively raised as if to ask for an explanation.
"I am from a royal house, there is a difference between the two."
"Your majesty, may I ask which territory you rule over." A senior, No, the senior, the one with white blonde hair dive-cut into our conversation. I could hear the sarcasm dripping out of the tone.
"And you are?" "Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy, fifth-year and heir apparent of the Malfoy family, one of the most respectable of the sacred 28."
"You may not." He looked at me with a disgruntled expression.
I continued with a pause "I come from a royal family, which perished several centuries ago."
The sorting continued, and after its end, the banquet began. The senior students were acting as if something unusual had happened but said nothing. As everyone had finished eating the feast, The headmaster stood, and moved to the podium
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"Ahem. May I have your attention please" This was strange, Dippet never spoke this politely, not to me, not to anyone else.
"Most of you know me, for those who don't I am your current Headmaster, Armando Dippet. Or rather I was your current Headmaster. This would be the last of my speeches on this podium, as I have chosen to retire and pass the new headmaster to carry on Hogwarts legacy." Everyone was Flabbergastered. Dippet was a tough, strict old man who solely cared about one thing, the reputation of Hogwarts. He was one to think the stick is bigger than a quill in this matter. So the last time he spoke as the headmaster, no one expected this.
"I am and will always be regarded as one of the most strict professors or headmasters in the years of Hogwarts and while I admit I was proud of holding onto my values which I initially started with at my time in Hogwarts, I now have a different view of those orthodox methods.."
"It all changed due to one student joining the Dark side, and while most may say it was not my fault for his decisions, I think of myself as a failure as an educator. But he changed me, for the good I hope as I banned Corporal punishments and encouraged students to be more open. While this does not make my wrongs right, I hope it dampens the effect."
"I hope you all have the qualities of equality, integrity, and loyalty towards Hogwarts, and with it, you may make the Howarts name proud."
"Now I will be retiring today and would like to invite the new Headmaster, Albus Dumbledore to take the stand as the new Headmaster of Hogwarts."
"While it's not my place to choose, I would like to name professor Minerva McGonagall the Vice-Headmistress of Hogwarts. This decision is I line with my view as while Albus may show the qualities of loyalty towards Hogwarts, responsibility is not his forte." (he isn't choosing here but offering suggestion)
With this, the old man came back to his original position and sat down.
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