Sky was busy talking to her new friend who sat beside her at the Ravenclaw table to pay any attention to the ceremony. Well at least, when the occasional Ravenclaw was sorted she would clap along as well. Then she would go back to doing whatever she was doing. As the sorting ceremony was taking place, students were either paying attention to it or doing their own things. Like say, the boy who sat opposite her who brewed a toffee drink. The toffee smell was deliciously sweet. He was now walking around with the goblet of the drink. Nonetheless, the hall was quite noisy, if not a little. 
In an instant though, the place went silent after the gasps from some students when a loud, anger influenced scream boomed through the Great Hall, screaming, "JUUUULLLIIIIUUUUSSSS!!!" 

Bursting open the large doors of the hall, in came a young woman with bloody red hair and a blade in hand, riding a hyppogryph, and had several miniature sized dragons flying around her, charging at one of the seats where the teachers sat. The young man on the seat only smugly grinned. Sky supposed he was this Julius, probably one of the teachers in training the headmaster talked about.