Sorting Hat Quiz

The familiar aroma of coffee fills the air as I enter the not so common area. I feel very bewildered in the labyrinth of hallways searching for my classroom just like I had stepped into corn maze as a child. At last, I locate the secluded room tucked away inside the massive building. Even though the number on the door matches the number on my schedule I am still second guessing if I am in the right place. The door opened up as students poured out. Finally, I took my seat at the back, trying my hardest to sit down unnoticed. My hands were shaking as I wrote the class name at the top of my paper. After what seemed like ages the professor proceeded to

The library was the crown jewel of the house. It was at the center, and occupied both floors with a cherry wood spiral staircase connecting both the floors. It also had a great balcony off the second floor that overlooked the whole estate, and her parents hosted a multitude of social gatherings with “important, respectable people” whose names Essily couldn’t be bothered to remember. Every wall of the library was covered with bookshelves that were either filled with books, or various souvenirs her parents had acquired through the years, such as a large globe or a painting of some idyllic city. It was all lit by an enormous chandelier.Waiting at one of the tables in the center of the library was her tutor, Mr. Smith, and her

Hermione and Harry help each other with their strengths and abilities. Upon arriving at Hogwarts, Hermione always wanted to do everything by the rules. Sometime during the year, she realized that friendship can be more important. Hermione explains, “ ‘Please, Professor McGonagall –they were looking for me. I went looking for the troll because I –I thought I could deal with it on my own…’ ” (120). For the first time ever, Hermione has lied to a teacher. This begins the turning point where Hermione, Harry,

I pull out a chair right by Emma and put my chin in my palm. The teacher, Mr. Brown, started to teach which made me want to go to sleep. My eye hesitated to stay open then I heard a loud bang. Someone drop their chair on the floor which made me wide awake in this boring

Once they arrive to the library for detention they are instructed by the principal, Richard Vernon, to sit quietly for approximately eight hours and each write an essay about who they think they are. He randomly checks on the students during

corrupt wizard, Lord Voldemort. Harry finds out that he has been accepted into a school,

The bell signalling the end of second period hadn’t sounded, yet. Or maybe it had.maybe she missed it amidst the screams. She wondered if it was all over, perhaps somewhere in a distant corner of the school, students and teachers rejoiced and hugged each other knowing there was nothing left to fear. No matter how quite it was outside fear still rushed through her body, mentally and physically. She knew she couldn’t get up. Fear had paralysed her. She had fled the library and fled her way through the southern hallway when it began. The hall was infused with kinetic horror. An aimless frenzy of kids and adults bound in a reckless pack of mass confusion, like and ant hill being washed away with a hose. No new knew what to do. They just ran. Lisa couldn’t run. The fear had taken ahold of her and would allow her to move any faster than a sloth in a waking

“Ravenclaw” The Sorting Hat had screamed out that busted the silence. This is the house I would want to be in if I went to Hogwarts. The brainy house of Ravenclaw is right for me. I acquire many attributes that suited me right into Ravenclaw. I am smart, I yearn to learn new things and overall it’s my own choice. It’s exactly what the house is known for. The weird thing is that I posses the qualities of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. Besides, I am hard-working and loyal but I think Ravenclaw is the right place for me at Hogwarts.

After taking the VIA character strengths survey, I found that i am great with teamwork, I love humor and everything surrounding it, I have a sense of humility, I appreciate beauty and/or excellence, and I’m creative. I strongly believe all of these are accurate because I receive comments on my strengths frequently. From previous grade levels, teachers have expressed that I work well in groups, whether I’m leading and taking action or just a member of a project group. There’s also something that gives me great pleasure when I see someone laughing or smiling because of me or a good laugh with friends which makes all worries seem to temporally melt away. When I make someone laugh it makes me feel as if I’ve earned that person’s respect to furthermore build a relationship. Besides humor, I sometimes take a few seconds out of my day to deeply analyze the beauty of a flower or simply ask myself unusual

Mrs Gulon's room can be the worst place on earth. Mrs Gulon has no friends, no family, no life. Last year she was the worst. She would hit you with a wooden paddle until you started to bleed. If you were late she would throw you out the window. They can't find a new teacher for the class. Every time they find one they disappear. I think

I clutch the right side of my stomach where the butterflies are relentless. As I step into the school, the stench of chlorine hits me like a brick wall and stings my eyes. My finger tips drag along the cold brick wall occupied by vibrant posters advertising bake sales and dances. The thumping of basketballs on the floor echos throughout the dark halls. At the end of the hallway, a light shines on a smiling blonde lady sitting with her arms crossed at a wooden table. The pressure to be perfect floods my mind.

In the world of Harry Potter written by J.K. Rowling, every magical child that enters through the ancient wooden doors of Hogwarts School of Wizardry and Witchcraft will be sorted. The sorting is done on an old wooden stool, facing their student body with a professor holding a hat. The hat is an important part in the sorting ceremony, because the hat is the Sorting Hat. Once upon a child’s head the sorting hat beings to assess personality traits of each student, once done the hat then sends the child off to one of the great four houses of Hogwarts. Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, or lastly Slytherin.

Slowly, other sixth graders started filing in. Tristen slumped into the seat next to me and Marcus Eastman to her right. There was of chatter for the first few minutes, but as everyone was logging in, the room fell silent. The only noise heard was the sound of 20 students clicking their mouses. One-by-one, everyone finished their tests. I was the third to finish, after Sabrina, who hadn’t tested on a chapter book, and Sebastian, who I’m sure just tested on a random one. I scored ten out of ten and walked to the book return and tossed Hatchet in. Then, I roamed the library, searching for a new

“The four houses are called Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Each house has its own noble history an each has produced outstanding witches and wizards.” The Sorting Hat sorts the people into the house by their knowledge and their strengths. The Hat shows its old age and the long history of the Sorting Ceremony. Ms. Mcgonagall places the hat on your head, the hat then determines your house.

Harry Potter cannot wait to get back to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. But, just as he’s getting ready to leave, an elf by the name of Dobby gives Harry a grave warning that if he goes back to Hogwarts, terrible things will happen. Indeed, Dobby’s warning was not futile. From the immensely conceited new professor, Gilderoy Lockheart, to the emotional ghost who haunts the girls bathroom, Moaning Myrtle, Harry’s years grows constantly worse. However, this is only the beginning. Some mysterious person or creature is surreptitiously paralyzing students in the corridors. And the irony of it? Harry is the main suspect.