Right, then. First years, this way, please!
Come on now, first years, don't be shy. Come on now, hurry up.
-Hello, Harry. -Hi, Hagrid.
Right, then. This way to the boats. Come on now, follow me.
Welcome to Hogwarts.
Now in a few moments, you'll pass through these doors and join your classmates.
But before you take your seats, you must be sorted into your houses.
They are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin.
Now while you're here, your house will be like your family.
Your triumphs will earn you points.
Any rule-breaking and you will lose points.
At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the house cup.
The Sorting Ceremony will begin momentarily.
It's true then, what they're saying on the train.
Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts.
-Harry Potter? -This is Crabbe and Goyle.
And I'm Malfoy. Draco Malfoy.
Think my name's funny, do you? I've no need to ask yours.
Red hair and a hand-me-down robe? You must be a Weasley.
You'll soon find out some wizarding families are better than others Potter.
You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there.
I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself, thanks.
We're ready for you now. Follow me.
It's not real, the ceiling. It's bewitched to look like the night sky.
I read about it in "Hogwarts, A History".
Will you wait along here, please?
Now, before we begin Professor Dumbledore would like to say a few words.
I have a few start-of-term notices I wish to announce.
The first years, please note that the Dark Forest is strictly forbidden to all students.
Also, our caretaker, Mr. Filch, has asked me to remind you that the third-floor corridor on the right-hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a most painful death.
-Thank you. -When I call your name, you will come forth.
I shall place the Sorting Hat on your head... and you will be sorted into your houses.
Hermione Granger.
-Oh, no. Okay, relax. -Mental, that one, I'm telling you.
Right, then. Right. Okay. Gryffindor!
-Draco Malfoy. -Slytherin!
-There wasn't a witch or wizard that went bad who wasn't in Slytherin. -Susan Bones.
-Harry, what is it? -Nothing. Nothing, I'm fine.
Let's see... I know! Hufflepuff!
Ronald Weasley.
Another Weasley! I know just what to do with you. Gryffindor!
Harry Potter.
Difficult, very difficult. Plenty of courage, I see.
Not a bad mind, either. There's talent, oh, yes.
And a thirst to prove yourself.
But where to put you?
-Not Slytherin, not Slytherin! -Not Slytherin, eh? Are you sure?
You could be great, you know. It's all here, in your head.
And Slytherin will help you on the way to greatness, there's no doubt about that.
No? Well, if you're sure.
Better be... Gryffindor!