“They’re alright, aren’t they?” Brody asked a third time.

Rose and Hugo had only been at Hogwarts for a day, but Fyo had a feeling the right question would’ve been if Hogwarts was alright.

“Yes, yes,” the Headmaster muttered. “We just have a little problem… thought you two might be able to talk to them…” He ushered them into his office.

Where the twins were standing.

Brody frowned. “Have they done something?”

“They are…” The Headmaster looked pained. “Holding the Sorting Hat hostage.”

“Well, it’s not very nice,” Rose said.

“We won’t give it back until it re-sorts us into the same house,” Hugo added.