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"
So
we
've
just
got
to
try
on
the
hat
!
"
Ron
whispered
to
Harry
.
"
I
'll
kill
Fred
,
he
was
going
on
about
wrestling
a
troll
.
"
Harry
smiled
weakly
.
Yes
,
trying
on
the
hat
was
a
lot
better
than
having
to
do
a
spell
,
but
he
did
wish
they
could
have
tried
it
on
without
everyone
watching
.
The
hat
seemed
to
be
asking
rather
a
lot
;
Harry
did
n't
feel
brave
or
quick-witted
or
any
of
it
at
the
moment
.
If
only
the
hat
had
mentioned
a
house
for
people
who
felt
a
bit
queasy
,
that
would
have
been
the
one
for
him
.
Professor
McGonagall
now
stepped
forward
holding
a
long
roll
of
parchment
.
"
When
I
call
your
name
,
you
will
put
on
the
hat
and
sit
on
the
stool
to
be
sorted
,
"
she
said
.
"
Abbott
,
Hannah
!
"
A
pink-faced
girl
with
blonde
pigtails
stumbled
out
of
line
,
put
on
the
hat
,
which
fell
right
down
over
her
eyes
,
and
sat
down
.
A
moments
pause
--
"
HUFFLEPUFF
!
"
shouted
the
hat
.
The
table
on
the
right
cheered
and
clapped
as
Hannah
went
to
sit
down
at
the
Hufflepuff
table
.
Harry
saw
the
ghost
of
the
Fat
Friar
waving
merrily
at
her
.
"
Bones
,
Susan
!
"
"
HUFFLEPUFF
!
"
shouted
the
hat
again
,
and
Susan
scuttled
off
to
sit
next
to
Hannah
.
"
Boot
,
Terry
!
"
