s until they had passed the gates。 The carriage picked up speed on the long； sloping drive up to the castle； Hermione was leaning out of the tiny window； watching the many turrets and towers draw nearer。 At last； the carriage swayed to a halt； and Hermione and Ron got out。
As Harry stepped down； a drawling； delighted voice sounded in his ear。
〃You fainted； Potter？ Is Longbottorn telling the truth？ You actualy fainted？〃
Malfoy elbowed past Hermione to block Harry's way up the stone steps to the castle； his face gleeful and his pale eyes glinting maliciously。 〃Shove off； Malfoy；〃 said Ron； whose jaw was clenched。
〃Did you faint as well； Weasley？〃 said Malfoy loudly。 〃Did the scary old dementor frighten you too； Weasley？〃
〃Is there a problem？〃 said a mild voice。 Professor Lupin had just gotten out of the next carriage。
Malfoy gave Professor Lupin an insolent stare； which took in the patches on his robes and the delapidated suitcase。 With a tiny hint of sarcasm in his voice； he said； 〃Oh； no…er…Professor；〃 then he smirked at Crabbe and Goyle and led them up the steps into the castle。
Hermione prodded Ron in the back to make him hurry； and the three of them joined the crowd swarming up the steps； through the giant oak front doors； into the cavernous entrance hall； which was lit with flaming torches； and housed a magnificent marble staircase that led to the upper floors。
The door into the Great Hall stood open at the right； Harry followed the crowd toward it； but had barely glimpsed the enchanted ceiling； which was black and cloudy tonight； when a voice called； 〃Potter！ Granger！ I want to see you both！〃
Harry and Hermione turned around； surprised。 Professor McGonagall； Transfiguration teacher and head of Gryffindor House； was calling over the heads of the crowd。 She was a sternlooking witch who wore her hair in a tight bun； her sharp eyes were framed with square spectacles。 Harry fought his way over to her with a feeling of foreboding： Professor McGonagall had a way of making him feel he must have done something wrong。
〃There's no need to look so worried…I just want a word in MY office；〃 she told them。 〃Move along there； Weasley。〃
Ron stared as Professor McGonagall ushered Harry and Hermione away from the chattering crowd； they acpanied her across the entrance hall； up the marble staircase； and along a corridor。
Once they were in her office； a small room with a large； weling 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 don'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 won'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。
〃What does he need？〃 said Professor McGonagall crisply。 〃Bed rest？ Should he perhaps spend tonight in the hospital wing？〃
〃I'm fine！〃 said Harry； jumping up。 The thought of what Draco Malfoy would say if he had to go to the hospital wing was torture。
〃Well； he should have some chocolate； at the very least；〃 said Madam Pomfrey； who was now trying to peer into Harry's eyes。
〃I've already had some；〃 said Harry。 〃Professor Lupin gave me some。 He gave it to all of us。〃
〃Did he； now？〃 said Madam Pomfrey approvingly。 〃So we've finally got a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher who knows his remedies？〃
〃Are you sure you feel all right； Potter？〃 Professor McGonagall said sharply。
〃Yes； 〃said Harry。
〃Very well。 Kindly wait outside while I have a quick word with Miss Granger about her course schedule； then we can go down to the feast together。〃
Harry went back into the corridor with Madam Pomfrey； who left for the hospital wing； muttering to herself He had to wait only a few minutes； then Hermione emerged looking very happy about something； followed by Professor McGonagall； and the three of them made their way back down the marble staircase to the Great Hall。
It was a sea of pointed black hats； each of the long House tables was lined with students； their faces glimmering by the light of thousands of candles； which were floating over the tables in midair。 Professor Flitwick； who was a tiny little wizard with a shock of white hair； was carrying an ancient hat and a three…legged stool out of the hall。
〃Oh；〃 said Hermione softly； 〃we've missed the Sorting！〃
New students at Hogwarts were sorted into Houses by trying on the sorting Hat； which shouted out the House they were best suited to （Gryffindor； Ravenclaw； Hufflepuff； or Slytherin）。 Professor McGonagall strode off toward her empty seat at the staff table； and Harry and Hermione set off in the other direction； as quietly as possible； toward the Gryffindor table。 People looked around at them as they passed along the back of the hall； and a few of them pointed at Harry。 Had the story of his collapsing in front of the dementor traveled that fast？
He and Hermione sat down on either side of Ron； who had saved them seats。
〃What was all that about？〃 he muttered to Harry。
Harry started to explain in a whisper； but at that moment the headmaster stood up to speak； and he broke off。
Professor Dumbledore； though very old； always gave an impression of great energy。 He had several feet of long silver hair and beard； half…moon spectacles； and an extremely crooked nose。 He was often described as the greatest wizard of the age； but that wasn't why Harry respected him。 You couldn't help trusting Albus Dumbledore； and as Harry watched him beaming around at the students； he felt really calm for the first time since the dementor had entered the train partment。
〃Wele！〃 said Dumbledore； the candlelight shimmering on his beard。 〃Wele to another year at Hogwarts！ I have a few things to say to you all； and as one of them is very serious； I think it best to get it out of the way before you bee befuddled by our excellent feast。。。〃
Dumbledore cleared his throat and continued； 〃As you will all be aware after their search of the Hogwarts Express； our school is presently playing host to some of the dementors of Azkaban； who are here on Ministry of Magic business。〃
He paused； and Harry remembered what Mr。 Weasley had said about Dumbledore not being happy with the dementors guarding the school。
〃They are stationed at every entrance to the grounds；〃 Dumbledore continued； 〃and while they are with us； I must make it plain that nobody is to leave school without permission。 Dementors are not to be fooled by tricks or disguises…or even Invisibility Cloaks；〃 he added blandly； and Harry and Ron glanced at each other。 〃It is not in the nature of a dementor to understand pleading or excuses。 I therefore warn each and every one of you to give them no reason to harm you。 I look to the prefects； and our new Head Boy and Girl； to make sure that no student runs afoul of the dementors；〃 he said。
Percy； who was sitting a few seats down from Harry； puffed out his chest again and stared around impressively。 Dumbledore paused again； he looked very seriously around the hall； and nobody moved or made a sound。
〃On a happier note；〃 he continued； I am pleased to wele two new teachers to our ranks this year。
〃First； Professor Lupin； who has kindly consented to fill the post of Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher。〃
There was some scattered； rather unenthusiastic applause。 Only those who had been in the partment on the train with Professor Lupin clapped hard； Harry among them。 Professor Lupin looked particularly shabby next to all the other teachers in their best robes。
〃Look at Snape！〃 Ron hissed in Harry's ear。
Professor Snape； the Potions master； was staring along the staff table at Professor Lupin。 It was mon knowledge that Snape；anted the Defense Against the Dark Arts job； but even Harry； who hated Snape； was startled at the expression twisting his thin； sallow face。 it was beyond anger： it was loathing。 Harry knew that expression only too well； it was the look Snape wore every time he set eyes on Harry。
〃As to our second new appointment；〃 Dumbledore continued as the lukewarm applause for Professor Lupin died away。 〃Well； I am sorry to tell you that Professor Kettleburn； our Care of Magical Creatures teacher； retired at the end of last year in order to enjoy more time with his remaining limbs。 However； I am delighted to say that his place will be filled by n