<div class="floatleft">(https://images.pottermore.com/bxd3o8b291gf/nt4ZV4578WQWcCUK68QIq/9538ef0e87518551344b2b930a118690/The-Sorting-Ceremony.png?w=1200)</div><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Elenor<br/><hr/><br/><br/>"<strong>That isn't so much a answer as it is a action Ms. Ryn</strong>" The hat said as she flipped a coin and it came up tails. "<strong>The flip of a coin leaves your fate to chance, but I <em>will not</em>. The question is a question not a request to do an action.</strong>" It informed her.<br/><br/>"<strong>Yet, I see truth in your actions, and it does offer a remarkable insight into your instincts.....when paired with a problem you choose the route that will guarantee equality free of bias. Being as true and fair to the best of your understanding.</strong>" it said as it pondered where to put her. "<strong>Yes I know where to place you.</strong>" Though the hat had sat on her head for nearly three minutes and the girl had bizarrely elected to flip a coin as if her fate was just a matter of chance, the hat finally figured out where it would be best served to sort her.<br/><br/>"<strong>One more for.....<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Hufflepuff</span>!</strong>" Yet again the Hufflepuff table would break into a cheer and applause welcoming Elenor into their ranks. Who could blame them, they were getting several impressive additions to their house who would no doubt do them proud.