The lively atmosphere continued until three o'clock in the afternoon, when they finally dispersed.
The Weasley family discussed having a snowball fight. On the way to the courtyard, Fred sighed, "Mr. Dumbledore's singing is truly terrible. It's a close match for that hat of yours, Harry."
"Hey, I'm still much better than Albus!" The Sorting Hat, now looking like a proper hat once more as George wore it on his head, retorted unceremoniously.
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