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Once
they
were
in
her
office
,
a
small
room
with
a
large
,
welcoming
fire
,
Professor
McGonagall
motioned
Harry
and
Hermione
to
sit
down
.
She
settled
herself
behind
her
desk
and
said
abruptly
,
"
Professor
Lupin
sent
an
owl
ahead
to
say
that
you
were
taken
ill
on
the
train
,
Potter
.
"
Before
Harry
could
reply
,
there
was
a
soft
knock
on
the
door
and
Madam
Pomfrey
,
the
nurse
,
came
bustling
in
.
Harry
felt
himself
going
red
in
the
face
.
It
was
bad
enough
that
he
'd
passed
out
,
or
whatever
he
had
done
,
without
everyone
making
all
this
fuss
.
"
I
'm
fine
,
"
he
said
,
"
I
do
n't
need
anything
--
"
"
Oh
,
it
's
you
,
is
it
?
"
said
Madam
Pomfrey
,
ignoring
this
and
bending
down
to
stare
closely
at
him
.
"
I
suppose
you
've
been
doing
something
dangerous
again
?
"
"
It
was
a
Dementor
,
Poppy
,
"
said
Professor
McGonagall
.
They
exchanged
a
dark
look
,
and
Madam
Pomfrey
clucked
disapprovingly
.
"
Setting
Dementors
around
a
school
,
she
muttered
,
pushing
back
Harry
's
hair
and
feeling
his
forehead
.
"
He
wo
n't
be
the
last
one
who
collapses
.
Yes
,
he
's
all
clammy
.
Terrible
things
,
they
are
,
and
the
effect
they
have
on
people
who
are
already
delicate
--
"
"
I
'm
not
delicate
!
"
said
Harry
crossly
.
"
Of
course
you
're
not
,
"
said
Madam
Pomfrey
absentmindedly
,
now
taking
his
pulse
.
