They had arrived to Hogwarts. Everyone hurried of the train. Brooke
was upset that she couldn't go with her new friends in the carriages.
Instead since she was new to Hogwarts she had to take the Traditional Tour
over the lake with Hagrid and a bunch of First Years.
When Brooke finally got to the Great Hall she saw many, many, many faces staring at her. She knew why, they probably thought she was a VERY tall first year. She wasn't actually ten and eleven like the First Years. She was fourteen and turning fifteen soon. When the group of kids stopped walking, Brooke could see at the front of the Great Hall that there was a filthy hat on top of a stool and a woman with a very tight bun. She was Professor McGonagall. As Professor McGonagall called out children's names one by one, each of them went up and nervously sat on the stool wondering what house they would be sorted into. When finally. "Brooke, Lawsome!" Very eager Brooke came up to McGonagall. "Everyone this is Brooke, now if you are wondering if she is a first year. She is not. Brooke came from a different school, but unfortunately she had to leave." "Brooke will be entering as a Fifth Year and that is it!" she said very sternly.
McGonagall gave Brooke a look to sit on the stool. She put the hat on and waited. Just then out of no where she heard a small voice echoing in her mind. It said,"Hmmm, difficult. Very difficult. Hmm, I see a lot of Intelligence and Kindness. Plenty of Bravery, a hint of Slyness, oh and patient as well. Brooke waited in silence. The Sorting Hat finally yelled....
When Brooke finally got to the Great Hall she saw many, many, many faces staring at her. She knew why, they probably thought she was a VERY tall first year. She wasn't actually ten and eleven like the First Years. She was fourteen and turning fifteen soon. When the group of kids stopped walking, Brooke could see at the front of the Great Hall that there was a filthy hat on top of a stool and a woman with a very tight bun. She was Professor McGonagall. As Professor McGonagall called out children's names one by one, each of them went up and nervously sat on the stool wondering what house they would be sorted into. When finally. "Brooke, Lawsome!" Very eager Brooke came up to McGonagall. "Everyone this is Brooke, now if you are wondering if she is a first year. She is not. Brooke came from a different school, but unfortunately she had to leave." "Brooke will be entering as a Fifth Year and that is it!" she said very sternly.
McGonagall gave Brooke a look to sit on the stool. She put the hat on and waited. Just then out of no where she heard a small voice echoing in her mind. It said,"Hmmm, difficult. Very difficult. Hmm, I see a lot of Intelligence and Kindness. Plenty of Bravery, a hint of Slyness, oh and patient as well. Brooke waited in silence. The Sorting Hat finally yelled....