Dunderheaded first years. One can only hope the particularly imbecilic ones end up being Minerva's problem. I almost smirk at the thought.
A dark haired girl climbs onto the stool. The raggedy hat is on her head and there's a pause.
Now I smirk.
A hat stall.
I double my winnings if she's Slytherin, disappointingly she's a Ravenclaw.