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He
knew
now
where
he
was
being
taken
.
This
must
be
where
Dumbledore
lived
.
They
stepped
off
the
stone
staircase
at
the
top
,
and
Professor
McGonagall
rapped
on
the
door
.
It
opened
silently
and
they
entered
.
Professor
McGonagall
told
Harry
to
wait
and
left
him
there
,
alone
.
Harry
looked
around
.
One
thing
was
certain
:
of
all
the
teachers
'
offices
Harry
had
visited
so
far
this
year
,
Dumbledore
's
was
by
far
the
most
interesting
.
If
he
had
n't
been
scared
out
of
his
wits
that
he
was
about
to
be
thrown
out
of
school
,
he
would
have
been
very
pleased
to
have
a
chance
to
look
around
it
.
It
was
a
large
and
beautiful
circular
room
,
full
of
funny
little
noises
.
A
number
of
curious
silver
instruments
stood
on
spindle
legged
tables
,
whirring
and
emitting
little
puffs
of
smoke
.
The
walls
were
covered
with
portraits
of
old
headmasters
and
headmistresses
,
all
of
whom
were
snoozing
gently
in
their
frames
.
There
was
also
an
enormous
,
claw-footed
desk
,
and
,
sitting
on
a
shelf
behind
it
,
a
shabby
,
tattered
wizard
's
hat
-
the
Sorting
Hat
.
Harry
hesitated
.
He
cast
a
wary
eye
around
the
sleeping
witches
and
wizards
on
the
walls
.
Surely
it
could
n't
hurt
if
he
took
the
hat
down
and
tried
it
on
again
?
Just
to
see
...
just
to
make
sure
it
had
put
him
in
the
right
House
.
He
walked
quietly
around
the
desk
,
lifted
the
hat
from
its
shelf
,
and
lowered
it
slowly
onto
his
head
.
It
was
much
too
large
and
slipped
down
over
his
eyes
,
just
as
it
had
done
the
last
time
he
'd
put
it
on
.
Harry
stared
at
the
black
inside
of
the
hat
,
waiting
.
Then
a
small
voice
said
in
his
ear
,
"
Bee
in
your
bonnet
,
Harry
Potter
?
"
"
Er
,
yes
,
"
Harry
muttered
.
"
Er
-
sorry
to
bother
you
-
I
wanted
to
ask
--
"
"
You
've
been
wondering
whether
I
put
you
in
the
right
House
,
"
said
the
hat
smartly
.
"
Yes
...
you
were
particularly
difficult
to
place
.
But
I
stand
by
what
I
said
before
-
"
Harry
's
heart
leapt
-
"
you
would
have
done
well
in
Slytherin
--
"
Harry
's
stomach
plummeted
.
He
grabbed
the
point
of
the
hat
and
pulled
it
off
.
It
hung
limply
in
his
hand
,
grubby
and
faded
.
Harry
pushed
it
back
onto
its
shelf
,
feeling
sick
.
"
You
're
wrong
,
"
he
said
aloud
to
the
still
and
silent
hat
.
It
did
n't
move
.
Harry
backed
away
,
watching
it
.
Then
a
strange
,
gagging
noise
behind
him
made
him
wheel
around
.
