Minerva McGonagall
❝If you die, you need not hand it in.❞
❝If you die, you need not hand it in.❞
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indentation Minerva Mcgonagall waited while the students talked, Another year at Hogwarts, she was excited for this year as she was for any other year. Mcgonagall smiled to herself, watching the first years be led in by one of the teachers. She was waiting next to the three legged stool in the center of the platform in front of the staff table. She gripped the scroll in her right hand, as tightly as she could without crumpling it. As the First Years filled into the room, she watched as all the students sitting at the table turned and watched the young kids walk into the Great Hall.
When everyone had at last stopped looking at the youngsters, Mcgonagall raised her left hand, calling for silence without talking. Slowly the murmuring stopped, and all eyes were on her. Welcome to another year at Hogwarts! I am so happy to be here with you all! We welcome the new first years and also the rest of the students! Now before we begin our start of term feast we must get all these new faces sorted! The houses are; Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw. May each student be a credit to wich ever house becomes theirs! Now without any more delays lets begin the sorting ceremony!" Mcgonagall lowered her hands as the students (Except the first year) began to clap. Then she waited for it to become quiet again. After there was a few moments slience she unrolled the scroll. "Di Maggio. Sofia!" She called out over the crowd!