Let's continue from where we left off last time,
Narrator: So soon they left off for the sorting into the great hall and the sorting started Harry, Ron and Hermione went into Gryffindor and finally it was Goku's turn,
McGonagall: Next! Link! (Goku walks over).
Goku: thinking that" Better best I hide my memories and create a memories as an orphan normal life but soon got stabbed trying to protect my friend and luckily survived".
Some people in the great hall: (Whispering) Isn't that like a spy name!? Man he got lucky!
Narrator: Goku puts on the sorting hat.
Sorting Hat: Kid! You got a lot of Braveness in you! Hmmmm. And a lot of affection on the people you know and love to even sacrifice yourself!
Gryffindor!
Narrator: Everyone in the Gryffindor table starts clapping.
Goku: (Walks toward the Gryffindor table and sits on a chair next to Ron and harry.).
Hey!
Ron: Man I'm hungry.
Harry: Me too.
Narrator: Professor McGonagall rolls up her sleeves and takes away the sorting hat.
Albus Dumbledore got to his feet.
Albus Dumbledore: Welcome! Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts! Before we begin our banquet , I would like to say a few words And here they are: Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak! Thank you!
Narrator: He sat back down.
Harry: (Asks Percy) Is he - a bit mad?
Percy: Mad? He's a genius! Best wizard in the world! But he is a bit mad, yes. Potatoes, Harry?
Goku: Man this is good! (After eating food that is needed for eight very hungry adults).
Most People in the Great: How much can he eat!
Narrator: Soon Harry and Ron speak with Sir Nicholas or known as Nearly headless Nick and then the feast was over.
At last, the desserts too disappeared, and Professor Dumbledore got to his feet again. The hall fell silent.
Ahem — just a few more words now that we are all fed and watered. I have a few start-of-term notices to give you.
First years should note that the forest on the grounds is forbidden to all pupils. And a few of our older students would do well to remember that as well."
Dumbledore's twinkling eyes flashed in the direction of the Weasley twins.
I have also been asked by Mr. Filch, the caretaker, to remind you all that no magic should be used between classes in the corridors.
Quidditch trials will be held in the second week of the term. Anyone interested in playing for their house teams should contact Madam Hooch.
"And finally, I must tell you that this year, the third-floor corridor on the right-hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a very painful death."
Harry laughed, but he was one of the few who did.
"He's not serious?" he muttered to Percy.
"Must be," said Percy, frowning at Dumbledore. "It's odd, because he usually gives us a reason why we're not allowed to go somewhere — the forest's full of dangerous beasts, everyone knows that. I do think he might have told us prefects, at least."
And now, before we go to bed, let us sing the school song!" cried Dumbledore. Harry noticed that the other teachers' smiles had become rather fixed. Dumbledore gave his wand a little flick, as if he was trying to get a fly off the end, and a long golden ribbon flew out of it, which rose high above the tables and twisted itself, snakelike, into words.
"Everyone pick their favorite tune," said Dumbledore, "and off we go!" And the school bellowed:
Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hoggy Warty Hogwarts, Teach us something please, Whether we be old and bald
Or young with scabby knees,
Our heads could do with filling
With some interesting stuff,
For now they're bare and full of air,
Dead flies and bits of fluff,
So teach us things worth knowing,
Bring back what we've forgot,
just do your best, we'll do the rest,
And learn until our brains all rot."
Everybody finished the song at different times. At last, only the Weasley twins were left singing along to a very slow funeral march. Dumbledore conducted their last few lines with his wand and when they had finished, he was one of those who clapped loudest.
Ah, music," he said, wiping his eyes. "A magic beyond all we do here! And now, bedtime. Off you trot!"
The Gryffindor first years followed Percy through the chattering crowds, out of the Great Hall,
and up the marble staircase. Harry's legs were like lead again, but only because he was so tired and full of food. He was too sleepy even to be surprised that the people in the portraits along the corridors whispered and pointed as they passed, or that twice Percy led them through doorways hidden behind sliding panels and hanging tapestries. They climbed more staircases, yawning and dragging their feet, and Harry was just wondering how much farther they had to go when they came to a sudden halt.
A bundle of walking sticks was floating in midair ahead of them, and as Percy took a step toward them they started throwing themselves at him.
"Peeves," Percy whispered to the first years. "A poltergeist." He raised his voice,
"Peeves - show yourself."
A loud, rude sound, like the air being let out of a balloon, answered.
"Do you want me to go to the Bloody Baron?"
There was a pop, and a little man with wicked, dark eyes and a wide mouth appeared, floating cross-legged in the air, clutching the walking sticks.
"Oooooooh!" he said, with an evil cackle. "Ickle Firsties! What fun!"
Peeves: (Suddenly swoops at them.).
Other Gryffindor first years; (They all Duck).
Goku: (Stands Straight).
Peeves: Oooooooh! Not afraid huh! (Swoops towards Goku).
Goku: (Hits peeves at his neck with the force of two men). (Shouts) Don't disturb me!
Peeves: (Falls down).
Percy: No-Nobody can hit a ghost how-did you?
Goku: Just let's go I can't answer that.
Percy: O-Ok.
Narrator: You want to watch out for Peeves," said Percy, as they set off again. The Bloody Baron's the only one who can control him, he won't even listen to us prefects. Here we are.
At the very end of the corridor hung a portrait of a very fat woman in a pink silk dress.
The fat lady in the portrait: Password?
Percy: Caput Draconis.
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