<div class="floatleft">(https://images.pottermore.com/bxd3o8b291gf/nt4ZV4578WQWcCUK68QIq/9538ef0e87518551344b2b930a118690/The-Sorting-Ceremony.png?w=1200)</div><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Scylla<br/><hr/><br/><br/>"<strong>Why not Slytherin? It is a house that produces many great wizards of remarkable talent</strong>." A voice whispered into her mind as the hat was placed upon her head. "<strong>But let me see where best you'll fit, perhaps you needn't worry at all</strong>." It said as it peered deep into her mind and began to take measure of the type of student and woman that Scylla was. "<strong>Ah a Cromwell I see, though not a proud one, well your family rarely finds is suited towards Slytherin.</strong>"<br/><br/>"<strong>Hmm, smart....Brillant really. Great potential there is no doubt you'll grow into a talented witch. Analytical  and introverted though possess uncanny independence......Yes I see it clearly and easily now and you'll be pleased I have no doubt.</strong>" It said with a boast of confidence inside of her mind as it looked into her mind.<br/><br/>"<strong>There was never any doubt this one is for <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">Ravenclaw</span></strong>!" it bellowed just ten seconds after being placed on her head. The Ravenclaws would erupt in cheer eagerly welcoming the young woman over to their table thrilled to have accepted another into the fold.