"We have some newcoming sixth years who will be sorted next!" stated Mcgonagle, "Skywalker, Luke!" He went upto the stool and then the hat said, "Gryffondor!" "Skywalker, Leia!" The hat did the same for her too. "Solo, Han" The hat needed more time with him. "Gryffondor," It cried.

"Almost put me in Slytherin that hat."