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Sept 3, 2016 17:43:55 GMT -6
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The term was finally beginning, and Clara was frantic. It was only her second year as the headmistress, and she was the youngest one in Ilvermorny's history, too, so she had much to live up to. Luckily, she was her own boss, and people trusted her to run the school, so if she did anything wrong, it wasn't like she could get fired or anything. Only angry parents could come to her, and that was just about as bad as an angry boss. The point was, she had to do well for the school, and she had to get this term off to a great start. She didn't know where Terry, her friend and the deputy headmistress was, though just supposed she was somewhere, so ignored the fact she was missing for the moment.
However, students were beginning to arrive, filtering into the dining hall, and Clara just remained in the dining room, along with the other professors, except for the ones escorting the students inside. She went over what she was going to say in her head, the words on repeat, and soon enough, the crowd was gathered. Wampus at the far left table. Pudwudgie next to them. Thunderbird next. Horned Serpent, her own house, was the furthest to the right. The new students were in a line, going in the middle of the dining hall, waiting to be sorted and have a wand chosen. She didn't know why students sat down when they would have to get up in a moment, anyway, though the students tended to like to have a few minutes to catch up with their old friends in their houses, and she needed to make her first speech, so there was that, and of course, traditions were traditions.
After a few minutes, the students finally settled down, she cleared her throat, and made her way to the front. Eyes came to her, and she began to talk, "Welcome to Ilvermorny, both old and new. I'm Professor Rosewood, the headmistress of this school, and not too long ago, I was a student here. I made my best memories, my worst, and everything in between in these very halls, and I'm sure that everyone has had and will have a different and unique experience here. Sorting will begin in a few moments, so students just follow the professor that led you in, and older students, go to the viewing balcony."
She walked back to the entrance hall, along with the mob of the students, and found her magically closed off space for the professors, and began to watch the sorting begin, the statues choose the students for their houses.
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