Chapter 7; One time I saw a seagull eat an entire ice cream cone, just swallowed that thing. It was an interesting day
“We will now begin sorting you all into your class houses.” Madam von Wittgenstein said with a hard clap of her hands and a harder smack of the Janitor’s cheeks as he yelped in surprise. “Form a line down the centre of the hall and we will begin the sorting.”The students shuffled into lines, occasionally shoving each other out of the line in accordance with young people hierarchy. Booby stood in…

















