"Exactly," he all but chirps. "Just a bunch of nonsense to put through a sorting hat."

He grins, leaning forward, folding arms over the pages of his book. "Truly I think they do it as some bad joke. Something to try and divide people, maybe even control them." He taps at the side of his temple. "Get in everyone's heads."

Look, someone is still really salty about the Devil embroidered on his tunic.