Albus was not happy with having all these dark students now attending his precious light school. No, the man was furious. This year’s sorting was taking a lot longer since all school aged children and youths were able to attend the school and were accepted at the re-education program, where the older students could relearn everything, what they had missed. A great majority went into Slytherin and Ravenclaw, but about twenty or thirty went into Gryffindor and Hufflepuff. And that was, what Albus and Minerva didn’t like. They hated to have so many dark students and the worst thing was, they couldn’t keep an eye on them at all due to their number. The staff wasn’t any better, because there were not only normal witches and wizards hired, but also five werewolves and five vampires as staff members in his precious school and in addition, three elves. Then, Lucius had the audacity to open a blood bank at the other side of the Black Lake for the vampires and open up a training field for werewolves during their full moon. Albus despised it. He hated all these dark children, but he couldn’t show this in front of the students since he was going to lose his grandfather persona. He hoped that Fred and George Weasley were going to follow his plan to sort themselves into Gryffindor, but the chances were slim.