Arthur was still sure this was a joke. It had to be. He wasn't a wizard. He wasn't. And yet the candles in this hall were floating. He was glancing around the other students, people who were magic, and he'd be found out to be an imposter amongst them. Then the hat started singing. He glanced...
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