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- Гарри Поттер и Орден Феникса
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Harry
did
not
understand
what
she
was
talking
about
but
did
not
ask
;
his
attention
had
been
caught
by
Professor
Grubbly-Plank
who
had
just
appeared
behind
the
staff
table
;
she
worked
her
way
along
to
the
very
end
and
took
the
seat
that
ought
to
have
been
Hagrid
's
.
That
meant
the
first-years
must
have
crossed
the
lake
and
reached
the
castle
,
and
sure
enough
,
a
few
seconds
later
,
the
doors
from
the
Entrance
Hall
opened
.
A
long
line
of
scared-looking
first-years
entered
,
led
by
Professor
McGonagall
,
who
was
carrying
a
stool
on
which
sat
an
ancient
wizards
hat
,
heavily
patched
and
darned
with
a
wide
rip
near
the
frayed
brim
.
The
buzz
of
talk
in
the
Great
Hall
faded
away
.
The
first-years
lined
up
in
front
of
the
staff
table
facing
the
rest
of
the
students
,
and
Professor
McGonagall
placed
the
stool
carefully
in
front
of
them
,
then
stood
back
.
The
first-years
'
faces
glowed
palely
in
the
candlelight
.
A
small
boy
right
in
the
middle
of
the
row
looked
as
though
he
was
trembling
.
Harry
recalled
,
fleetingly
,
how
terrified
he
had
felt
when
he
had
stood
there
,
waiting
for
the
unknown
test
that
would
determine
to
which
house
he
belonged
.
The
whole
school
waited
with
bated
breath
.
Then
the
rip
near
the
hat
's
brim
opened
wide
like
a
mouth
and
the
Sorting
Hat
burst
into
song
:
In
times
of
old
when
I
was
new
And
Hogwarts
barely
started
The
founders
of
our
noble
school
Thought
never
to
be
parted
:
United
by
a
common
goal
,
They
had
the
selfsame
yearning
,
