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There
was
no
applause
.
A
buzzing
,
as
though
of
angry
bees
,
was
starting
to
fill
the
Hall
;
some
students
were
standing
up
to
get
a
better
look
at
Harry
as
he
sat
,
frozen
,
in
his
seat
.
Up
at
the
top
table
,
Professor
McGonagall
had
got
to
her
feet
and
swept
past
Ludo
Bagman
and
Professor
Karkaroff
to
whisper
urgently
to
Professor
Dumbledore
,
who
bent
his
ear
toward
her
,
frowning
slightly
.
Harry
turned
to
Ron
and
Hermione
;
beyond
them
,
he
saw
the
long
Gryffindor
table
all
watching
him
,
openmouthed
.
"
I
did
n't
put
my
name
in
,
"
Harry
said
blankly
.
"
You
know
I
did
n't
.
"
Both
of
them
stared
just
as
blankly
back
.
At
the
top
table
,
Professor
Dumbledore
had
straightened
up
,
nodding
to
Professor
McGonagall
.
"
Harry
Potter
!
"
he
called
again
.
"
Harry
!
Up
here
,
if
you
please
!
"
"
Go
on
,
"
Hermione
whispered
,
giving
Harry
a
slight
push
.
Harry
got
to
his
feet
,
trod
on
the
hem
of
his
robes
,
and
stumbled
slightly
.
He
set
off
up
the
gap
between
the
Gryffindor
and
Hufflepuff
tables
.
It
felt
like
an
immensely
long
walk
;
the
top
table
did
n't
seem
to
be
getting
any
nearer
at
all
,
and
he
could
feel
hundreds
and
hundreds
of
eyes
upon
him
,
as
though
each
were
a
searchlight
.
The
buzzing
grew
louder
and
louder
.
After
what
seemed
like
an
hour
,
he
was
right
in
front
of
Dumbledore
,
feeling
the
stares
of
all
the
teachers
upon
him
.
"
Well
...
through
the
door
,
Harry
,
"
said
Dumbledore
.
He
was
n't
smiling
.
