♛ Certified Pogrebin Hunter ♛ Lucki Minaj ☠ RAH RAH I'M A DUNGEON DRAGON ☠
Eino looked at the Lady of the Quidditch Pitch and she seemed to be doing okay. The Sheriff of the Courtyard was doing a splendid job leading them to... A HAT?! "By gum!" Eino exclaimed right before he noticed the colored maps. However, before he could approach them, the Sorting Hat began to speak. Aww, why wasn't it singing? Eino liked it when it sang, but he applauded the hat nonetheless, when it concluded its speech. He looked at both of his friends, then at Sir Toby, who seemed to know the answer but refused to help Eino. He scratched his head, pulled his hair, played with his eyelashes, counted his fingers and toes, then finally realized what the answer was. He then approached the Sorting Hat, and after waiting for Sir Toby to whisper his answer to the hat, Eino whispered his. He then took a step back and closed his eyes and he waited for the hat's reply.
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