Chapter 4: The School of Magic
Chapter 4: The School of Magic

Martha looked through her mom's wallet and said, "Well, it's definatly hers... it has everything in it to so Mom's not missing anything..."

"Well just ask an owl to send this for her," said Jason. Owls were the wizard's way of mailing.

"You reckon we should tell Dumbledore?" Dumbledore was the headmaster of Hogwarts, and he was possible the most powerful wizard of the time.

"Naw not yet," said Martha quietly.

"Here, lemme look at it," said Jason as Martha gave him her mom's wallet, "It looks normal..."

"First yea'rs and Jason Frak ova herea folloo round wit me," yelled a very very large man.

"That's Hagrid," said Martha, "He's the teacher for Magical Creatures, now I'll see you at the Great Hall, bye."

Jason followed a bunch of short, first years onto a little dock on a black lake.

"No more than four ina boat," cried Hagrid.

Jason got on the boat with three giggling girls. Jason sighed, he hated when girls giggled.

The boat started to move, and one of the girls asked him, "Aren't you a bit tall to be a first year?"

Jason explained to the little girls that he was actually a fifth year, but he was new.

"Look!" cried a girl as she pointed at a large castle that loomed ahead in the mist.

"Wow!" exclaimed Jason himself. The castle was huge

"Averyon' duck!" yelled Hagrid.

The cliff in front that seemed to be supporting the castle was getting closer. Jason ducked and he saw vines and stuff around him.

They seemed to stop at an underground harbor or something.

"Averyon' out, and fol'wo me," the huge man commanded.

Jason followed the little kids to a huge door. Hagrid gave the door three hard knocks. A stern looking woman with glasses opened the door.

"Hel'o Professor McGonagall," said Hagrid.

"Please follow me," she said, "Thank you Hagrid."

She led them through a hallway that was lightened up by torches.

"Welcome to Hogwarts," said the stern-looking woman, "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 classes 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 noble history and each has produced outstanding witches and wizards. While you are at Hogwarts, your triumphs will earn your house points, while any rule braking 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."

The first years began to talk nervously about what house they want to be in.

"I head its some sort of hat," said a boy. Jason waited a few minutes, he felt awkward standing with all these short kids.

"Please form a line," said Professor McGonagall.

The Great Hall amazed Jason. It seemed to have no ceiling. Four large tables stood on the Hall. The Hall was huge; maybe it could have even held his own huge house!

Floating candles was on the tables, and the walls was lightened up by torches. McGonagall took a stool and placed a very shabby looking hat on it. The hat begun 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 the 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 folks 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!"

Every one applauded when the hat was done. Jason waited until his name was called, "Frek, Jason!"

Jason nervously walked onto the stool.

The hat whispered in his ears, "Hmmm, I can sense much courage... perhaps you belong to Gryffindor." Jason thought: I want to be in Hufflepuff with Martha, please be in Hufflepuff.

"Hmm, that's odd," whispered the hat, "That's the first time a person doesn't want to be in Gryffindor when it suited him, very well, HUFFLEPUFF!"

Jason smiled and beamed Martha. He walked to one of the long tables and plopped next to Martha.

"Hey," she smiled. Oh, that smile, that smile always drove Jason crazy.

"Hi."

Jason was startled when a ghost appeared and said to Jason, "Welcome to my house, Jason."

"Um.. hi."

"Just call me Friar, said the transparent monk, I'll be your house's ghost. I'll see you around," and the ghost floated away.

"Oh, don't worry about him, Friar's cool."

"Ugh, cool, that's such an American term," laughed a girl next to Martha.

Martha laughed too and said while trying to imitate an English accent, "No one is English in Hogwarts, Miss Susan Bones. Do you care for some tea?"

The people around Martha laughed.

After a wonderful meal, Dumbledore gave a little speech and some guy called a prefect led the Hufflepuffs through a painting. Before this, Jason thought talking paintings were only in scary movies. They came across a round cozy room with a few tables and leather chairs. The prefect explained, "This is the common room, and you will spend your free time here if you wish."

The prefect told the first years where the dormitories were. Jason and Martha exchanged goodnights and Jason followed Peter into his dormitory. Peter's bed was next to Jason's. They had these wonderful four-poster beds.

Jason was very tired and quickly fell asleep. He dreamed of that strange man again, but this time, it was his father fighting him. They were having a duel...

Author's Note:

Yes, I took McGongall's speech and the sorting hat song from the book. That belongs to JK Rowling. I only used it for my story. Nothing really happened here, just getting into Hogwarts. Please forgive me if you wanted action, I had to tell the story as it is, hope you understand. And the reason why Mrs. Worly is because she owns a Muggle magic shop. Please review!