Hi, this is Tess. I just want to say, in the interest of full disclosure, that I’ve just been sorted into a house on Pottermore, and the Sorting Hat has placed me in Hufflepuff. Needless to say, I feel a bit conflicted about this decision. I have no problem with Hufflepuff. I like Cedric Diggory. I like Professor Sprout. I like black and yellow (for a variety of reasons). And I don’t believe all the slander about Hufflepuff being a house for duffers. Nevertheless, as you can imagine, the sorting has thrown me into a quandary about a lot of things–major things. Like my Ravenclaw scarf. And my identity.
But I should clarify that while Tess Stockslager may be a Hufflepuff, Penelope Clearwater is still a lifelong Ravenclaw. And therefore, nothing essential will change about this blog. So you can ease your minds about that, dear readers.
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I was hoping for Gryffindor, figured I’d probably be Ravenclaw, and got Hufflepuff. I sometimes call myself a Gryffinpuff. You could be a Ravenpuff? Or a Huffleclaw?
Did you read about the Hufflepuff common room? It sounds really delightful (except for the dancing badgers carved into the mantelpiece; I could do without those). I felt better about being a Hufflepuff after I read that.
I also figured this out: the Hufflepuffs are the hobbits of Hogwarts! They live underground–in a hole, if you will (but not a dirty, nasty, smelly hole . . .). JKR says on Pottermore that they have round doors separating the common room from the dorms. They like plants. They live near the kitchens. They’re loyal and surprisingly tenacious. Since I’ve always considered myself a hobbit, I can now see why the Sorting Hat put me in Hufflepuff.
Yes, I like all of this!
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