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night air。 Yet； unless Ron was faking … and it was a very feeble joke if he was … Ron could not see it at all。
'Shall we get in； then？' said Ron uncertainly； looking at Harry as though worried about him。
'Yeah；' said Harry。 'Yeah； go on：'
'It's all right；' said a dreamy voice from beside Harry as Ron vanished into the coach's dark interior。 'You're not going mad or anything。 I can see them； too。'
'Can you？' said Harry desperately； turning to Luna。 He could see the bat…winged horses reflected in her wide silvery eyes。
'Oh； yes；' said Luna； 'I've been able to see them ever since my first day here。 They've always pulled the carriages。 Don't worry。 You're just as sane as I am：
Smiling faintly； she climbed into the musty interior of the carriage after Ron。 Not altogether reassured； Harry followed her。
… CHAPTER ELEVEN …
The Sorting Hat's New Song
Harry did not want to tell the others that he and Luna were having the same hallucination； if that was what it was； so he said nothing more about the horses as he sal down inside the carriage and slammed the door behind him。 Nevertheless； he could not help watching the silhouettes of the horses moving beyond the window。
'Did everyone see that Grubbly…Plank woman？' asked Ginny。 'What's she doing back here？ Hagrid can't have left； can he？'
I'll be quite glad if he has；' said Luna； 'he isn't a very good teacher； is he？'
'Yes； he is！' said Harry； Ron and Ginny angrily。
Harry glared at Hermione。 She cleared her throat and quickly said； 'Erin： yes： he's very good。'
'Well； we in Ravenclaw think he's a bit of a joke；' said Luna； unlazed。
'You've got a rubbish sense of humour then；' Ron snapped； as the wheels below them creaked into motion。
Luna did not seem perturbed by Ron's rudeness； on the contrary； she simply watched him for a while as though he were a mildly interesting television programme。
Rattling and swaying； the carriages moved in convoy up the road。 When they passed between the tall stone pillars topped with winged boars on either side of the gates to the school grounds； Harry leaned forwards to try and see whether there were any lights on in Hagrid's cabin by the Forbidden Forest； but the grounds were in plete darkness。 Hogwarts Castle； however； loomed ever
closer： a towering mass of turrets； jet black against the dark sky； here and there a window blazing fiery bright above them。
The carriages jingled to a halt near the stone steps leading up to the oak front doors and Harry got out of the carriage first。 He turned again to look for lit windows down by the Forest； but there was definitely no sign of life within Hagrid's cabin。 Unwillingly； because he had half…hoped they would have vanished； he turned his eyes instead upon the strange； skeletal creatures standing quietly in the chill night air； their blank white eyes gleaming。
Harry had once before had the experience of seeing something that Ron could not； but that had been a reflection in a mirror； something much more insubstantial than a hundred very solid…looking beasts strong enough to pull a fleet of carriages。 If Luna was to be believed； the beasts had always been there but invisible。 Why； then； could Harry suddenly see them； and why could Ron not？
'Are you ing or what？' said Ron beside him。
'Oh： yeah；' said Harry quickly and they joined the crowd hurrying up the stone steps into the castle。
The Entrance Hall was ablaze with torches and echoing with footsteps as the students crossed the flagged stone floor for the double doors to the right； leading to the Great Hall and the start…of…term feast。
The four long house tables in the Great Hall were filling up under the starless black ceiling； which was just like the sky they could glimpse through the high windows。 Candles floated in midair all along the tables； illuminating the silvery ghosts who were dotted about the Hall and the faces of the students talking eagerly； exchanging summer news； shouting greetings at friends from other houses； eyeing one another's new haircuts and robes。 Again； Harry noticed people putting their heads together to whisper as he passed； he gritted his teeth and tried to act as though he neither noticed nor cared。
Luna drifted away from them at the Ravenclaw table。 The moment they reached Gryffindors； Ginny was hailed by some fellow fourth…years and left to sit with them； Harry； Ron； Hermione and Neville found seats together about halfway down the table between Nearly
Headless Nick； the Gryffindor house ghost； and Parvati Patil and Lavender Brown； the last two of whom gave Harry airy； overly…friendly greetings that made him quite sure they had stopped talking about him a split second before。 He had more important things to worry about； however： he was looking over the students' heads to the staff table that ran along the top wall of the Hall。
'He's not there。'
Ron and Hermione scanned the staff table too； though there was no real need； Hagrid's size made him instantly obvious in any lineup。
'He can't have left；' said Ron； sounding slightly anxious。
'Of course he hasn't；' said Harry firmly。
'You don't think he's： hurt； or anything； do you？' said Hermione uneasily。
'No；' said Harry at once。
'But where is he； then？'
There was a pause； then Harry said very quietly； so that Neville； Parvati and Lavender could not hear； 'Maybe he's not back yet。 You know … from his mission … the thing he was doing over the summer for Dumbledore。'
'Yeah： yeah； that'll be it；' said Ron； sounding reassured； but Hermione bit her lip； looking up and down the staff table as though hoping for some conclusive explanation of Hagrid's absence。
'Who's that？' she said sharply； pointing towards the middle of the staff table。
Harry's eyes followed hers。 They lit first upon Professor Dumbledore； sitting in his high…backed golden chair at the centre of the long staff table； wearing deep…purple robes scattered with silvery stars and a matching hat。 Dumbledore's head was inclined towards the woman sitting next to him； who was talking into his ear。 She looked； Harry thought； like somebody's maiden aunt： squat； with short； curly； mouse…brown hair in which she had placed a horrible pink Alice band that matched the fluffy pink cardigan she wore over her robes。 Then she turned her face slightly to take a sip from her goblet and he saw； with a shock of recognition； a pallid； toadlike face and a pair of prominent； pouchy eyes。
'It's that Umbridge woman！'
'Who？' said Hermione。
'She was at my hearing； she works for Fudge！'
'Nice cardigan；' said Ron； smirking。
'She works for Fudge！' Hermione repeated； frowning。 'What on earth's she doing here； then？'
'Dunno：'
Hermione scanned the staff table； her eyes narrowed。
'No；' she muttered； 'no； surely not：'
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…ye