A nervous Emalyn Daniels sat gaping at the many plates of food, some of which she had never seen in her entire life. There were four huge, long tables, one for each house, and thousands of students sat about at them. There was a fifth table for the teachers and head-master, Emalyn notices, for that is where she had been sorted.

Emalyn reached for a bowl of potatos and scooped some onto her plate. She then wondered what the orange liquid was in her goblet. She had never drank out of a goblet before and wasn't sure if this drink was apple cider, or something else.

She took a sip and a horrified look came over her face. The last thing she had expected was the taste of pumpkins.