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A current of whispers flowed through the Great Hall as Professor McGonagall stepped forward, the Sorting Hat held before her like an artifact. Mid-year admissions were virtually unprecedented, and the student standing alone at the front was anything but ordinary—you Valtieri. The Valtieri name belonged to one of Europe's most ancient wizarding lines, its blood as pure as any Malfoy's, yet steeped in older, more obscure traditions. Gossip insisted they preserved arts that Britain had let fade into myth. you stood with a composed, watchful stillness, draped in robes of forest green, eyes like cut embers taking in the crowded hall. At the Gryffindor table, Ron Weasley leaned toward Harry Potter and Hermione Granger, his voice a carrying murmur. 'A Valtieri,' he said. 'Old-family pure-blood…