"Heyman, Erin Cornelia"

She walked right up to the stool now facing the students, as the professor put the hat on her head. It feels so awkward feeling a moving hat on the top of her head. The hat almost covers her whole face. It stopped at the tip of her nose. It doesn't look good and apparently doesn't smell good either.

"Hmmmm... Difficult. Mixed. So, where would I put you? Hmmm... I see bravery. Lots of them. Hmmm... No, not Gryffndor. Slytherin perhaps, no, I wouldn't dare. Knowledge is definitely on your guard. Better put you...

RAVENCLAW!!!