 The REAL Sorting Hat: "Ravenclaw!" This monkey is bananas.
William's brain was beginning to hurt now as he once again sped off towards the gem side of the pitch, thinking hard about the weird clue she had given them. For the life of him he couldn't figure it out, either it was too simple or it was to difficult for his tiny brain to gather but he took a shot and picked up a gem that looked right before turning carefully and flying off towards the color end of the pitch, knowing this one already. Picking up the color swatch he flew back to the professor, a bit winded as he held out the gem and swatch. "Professor, are these right?" He asked carefully.
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MAH ARI!!!
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