"What's Good, People?" He Simply stated, looking around and grinning. People turned around and started whispering to their friends, absolutely flabbergasted at what he was doing. Did Hogwarts have a basketball team? Better yet, how do these wizards know who he is?

"So, What's it like in the muggle world?" a random boy shouted. There was a slight pause as the man looked around the room, then he stated, "It's very entertaining." The boy nodded his head of approval and turned around. "How do you guys know who I am, anyway," Isaiah Asked. "Let's just say your publicity and "International Status" Achievement has traveled to the magical world," a boy said. Isaiah Nodded. "I Like how basketball is similar to quidditch," a girl stated. People agreed to this. "I Agree, now, can we go to dinner?" Isaiah Asked. Tones of agreement and laughter filled the room as the students followed him out of the room, they couldn't believe what was happening. For a few, long, minutes, it was just walking, walking, and more walking down the long flights of stairs that led from the Gryffindor tower to the Great Hall. However, in the end, it was always worth it. Isaiah's head above the crowd, saw everyone as they entered the Great Hall. Although he wouldn't be taking classes, It was his first time here, which means he had to take the boat, which of course, he sat in by himself. "Woah," He exhaled as he spotted the glint and the gleam of the bright lights, something he was used to, but this seemed-different. It was magical (Like the playoffs), but this was real magic. As he entered the room, people turned and started to talk, some even staring with their mouths open. Isaiah Ignored them and walked towards the front of the "Cafeteria" towards the teacher's table. Reaching out a long, slender arm, he shook the professor's hand firmly, then stood next to the podium, where Dumbledore would talk. He stood up and walked to the podium, put up a hand, and the room filled with silence. "Welcome to another year at Hogwarts," He said, squinting around at everyone through his tattered half-moon spectacles. "With this year of Hogwarts, you face many changes, and I don't mean just with your body, but with the whole of Hogwarts as well," chuckled. "First and Foremost, I'd like to say, we are introducing a new sport into Hogwarts, called "basketball," He said. "I do not have the time to state all 13 rules, but, the objective of the game is to simply get the ball through the net, an occasion in which many chasers have experienced, I am sure," He said, nodding slightly. "So, I'd like to say, that Hogwarts officially has a basketball team!" Hogwarts shouted. Cheers erupted from the crowd, obviously excited at this new game. "So, let's first orientate our players, shall we," Dumbledore said, clapping. Time dragged by as tall, lanky, basketball players gave incredible speeches, all attaining to their aspiration of making it to the top. There was one player left. "And Now, Let's welcome our final player, Isaiah Smith!" Dumbledore shouted, as more cheers erupted. He took to the podium and cleared his throat as silence filled the room, young students excited to hear his speech. It was time to make his first impression. "Well, first and Foremost, as you may know, My Name is Isaiah Smith. I play for the Washington Wizards, a Professional NBA Team in America," He said. "First, I never even thought about magic, but there was a girl, that explained this letter to me about this school named "Hogwarts", and I'm like, "What?"," He said. "The only thing I thought about was Basketball. Just Like Broke People think about money, just like bookworms think about books, I think about basketball. Basketball is my true passion, which is why I play it. My passion, courage, integrity, and perseverance has brought me to be the man I am today. The only person that makes decisions for me is Me, and I made the right decision when I chose to stick to my passion, and work hard to achieve it. You might be able to take away my career, in the worst circumstances, but no one can take my dream, my thoughts, or my intentions away from me. Everything I've done in my life has been carefully planned, and everything I've done has been for one purpose: To make it to the NBA," He said. "I play 82 games per season. 82 Long, Grueling, Exhausting games. And yet, after every game, I go into that gym and I practice. When my guys are moping about the loss, I suck it up and I hit that gym. I hit those weights, I find ways to improve my game. But that was an intention. Like I said earlier, my intentions serve one purpose. My intentions now, serve one purpose: to become the greatest. Greater than the greatest. And As I stand here on this podium, in front of thousands of young students, I say to myself, "This is why I am Who I Am," He finished. The Crowd Erupted Into Cheers and screams and laughs. "Now, we must sort him into his house team," Dumbledore stated, holding up an intelligent finger. Isaiah Smith Sat on the chair and Dumbledore raised a battered talking hat, and gently set it onto his head. The hat suddenly came alive, and moved around. "Hmm... Very Intelligent I see, Very athletic and tall... Very Strong... Very Skilled... I see tons of courage and ambition..." "Gryffindor!" The Hat Shouted. The Gryffindor table Erupted into Huge Cheers. He got up and grinned. It was time to make his mark at this school.