<div class="floatleft">(https://images.pottermore.com/bxd3o8b291gf/nt4ZV4578WQWcCUK68QIq/9538ef0e87518551344b2b930a118690/The-Sorting-Ceremony.png?w=1200)</div><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Adalheida<br/><hr/><br/><br/>"<strong>Ah, we stole one from Ilvermorny I see</strong>." A voice rang in her head as the hat was placed upon it. "<strong>Fear not Ms. Ogden you are in good hands today, though not literally for I have none</strong>." It said as it began to peer deeply into Adalheida's mind. Looking to see which house the young first year would be best suited towards.<br/><br/>"<strong>Thoughts towards a friend left behind, always trying to treat others with fairness</strong>." It spoke it sifting through her memories and thoughts. "<strong>Ah I see, and a affinity for gardening as well? Yes I know just where to send you Ms. Ogden.</strong>" It said, it's full of confidence and a kind of arrogance as if the answer was obvious too it.<br/><br/>"<strong>Another for</strong>.....<strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Hufflepuff!</span></strong>" The hat's voice suddenly boomed from out of her head, instead echoing all across the walls of the great hall, as a loud cheer from the house of HufflePuff sorted. Adalheida's sorting was quick taking just twenty seconds to place her in Hufflepuff.<br/>