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He
whipped
me
off
his
head
The
founders
put
some
brains
in
me
So
I
could
choose
instead
!
Now
slip
me
snug
about
your
ears
,
I
've
never
yet
been
wrong
,
I
'll
have
a
look
inside
your
mind
And
tell
where
you
belong
!
The
Great
Hall
rang
with
applause
as
the
Sorting
Hat
finished
.
"
That
's
not
the
song
it
sang
when
it
Sorted
us
,
"
said
Harry
,
clapping
along
with
everyone
else
.
"
Sings
a
different
one
every
year
,
"
said
Ron
.
"
It
's
got
to
be
a
pretty
boring
life
,
has
n't
it
,
being
a
hat
?
I
suppose
it
spends
all
year
making
up
the
next
one
.
"
