 One Ywan Dewey coming your way. Mom says I have no sense of direction, so I packed my bags and right.
Ewy had gotten information from a fellow upper classman that it was at the Headmaster's office that the Sorting Hat resided. So that's where the curly-haired 1st year Hufflepuff made his way too. The look of awe and curiosity stuck to his face like the purple goop he shot from his wand stuck to the windows of Ollivander's on the 1st day he got it. Passing suits of armor and portraits conversing with each other. He could not imagine that his Papa could have been here at this school before him. Experiencing everything that little Ywan Dewey was experiencing here and now.
As he turned the corner he came face to face with two imposing stone gargoyles. Ones that look as if they could come to life and swallow you whole twice. He did not know going to the Headmaster's office would become such a challenge suddenly. Ewy recoiled in himself his head tucked lightly down and his shoulder tensed as he backed up. Maaaaaybe he could try seeing the Headmaster another time. Maybe he could just find the Headmaster out and about in the School rather than having to come here. Thos stone gargoyles did not seem inviting at all.
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