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School Spirit, Chapter 6Well, you don't have to be Sorted. You could always go home. The Hat said. But I assure you, I cannot reveal anything of what I see, to anyone. I felt the truth of the Hat's statement. It believed it was being honest, at least.
Fine. I said. But don't blame me if this goes badly.
The Hat pulsed a feeling of amusement, and then I felt it prodding around. I tried to ignore my instinctive reactions to shove it out of my mind and off my head, and possibly set fire to it.
I saw that. I'll have you know I'm fireproof. Do you know how many times someone has tried to set me on fire?
I grinned, and sent a mental image of an angry Hat, marshmallows impaled on its point, being held over a fire.
Ha, ha. Very funny. The Hat said sarcastically.
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