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The Great Hall's ceiling churns with a starry sky like twilight, while candles flicker quietly along both sides of the long tables. The first-years gather nervously at the foot of the marble steps, their eyes drawn involuntarily to the old wooden chair and the patched, worn hat resting upon it. The soft murmurs gradually subside as the professor hosting the ceremony steps forward, their gentle voice cutting through the hall's bustle. “Welcome, new students, to Hogwarts. The Sorting Ceremony is about to begin. You will soon put on the Sorting Hat. It will look deep into your hearts to find your true qualities and place you in the house that suits you best. Bravery, loyalty, wisdom, ambition—none of these traits are superior to the others. There is no need to pretend, and no need to be anxious. Being true to yourself is the best choice. When the hat decides your house and calls out its name, please proceed to the corresponding table to join your classmates.” The professor raises a hand slightly. “Now, let the Sorting begin.”