While the newly arrived young witches and wizards were still immersed in the magnificent and solemn beauty of Hogwarts, and the senior students watched these first-years with fond, amused gazes, the renowned Sorting Hat belted out a song of its own composition, accompanied by the chatter of the children.
"I was born a thousand years ago,
Perhaps you think I am too old,
Do not judge a book by its cover,
I am the wisest and wittiest hat in this world,
My eyes can pierce straight through your hearts.
Ravenclaw brings rational knowledge to knock on the gates of truth,
Slytherin harbors burning ambition and stops at nothing to achieve its goals,
Hufflepuff lovingly offers loyalty and diligence,
Gryffindor teaches people what unhesitating bravery means,
Fresh blood injected brings new hope,
Put me on,
Let me look deep into your souls,
Put me on,
Let me find the answers you crave,
Hidden deep in your soul is bravery, and Gryffindor will temper your nerve and daring.
The thirst for knowledge brings the radiance of reason, and Ravenclaw will lead you to explore the truths of the world.
Insidious and cunning..."
Here the Sorting Hat paused mid-sentence, sensing a gaze filled with murderous intent fixed directly upon him.
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