Professor McGonagall whispered to Dumbledore, "Surely he can't be in Slytherin, Albus." "The Sorting Hat's word is final," replied Dumbledore. Harry watched as Ron was sorted into Gryffindor and Blaise Zabini was sorted into Slytherin. Dumbledore stood up and said, "Welcome! Welcome to a new year at Hogwarts. I would like to say a few words before we begin our feast. Nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! Tweak!" Over at the Slytherin table, Harry leaned towards a prefect and whispered, "Is he insane?" "Insane?" The prefect laughed harshly, "he's completely mad, plus he's a muggle lover." "What's wrong with muggles?" Harry wondered.
Suddenly, the plates on the table filled with food, and everyone in the Great Hall started filling their plates. After dinner, all the food vanished, then dessert took its place. "Wow!" Harry exclaimed. "They have treacle! That's my favorite dessert ever!" After dinner, the prefect that Harry had talked to led them to the Slytherin common room. "This is the common room," he said. "This is where you will sleep and study with your house. As you saw, when you approach the wall, you say the password to get in. And don't forget them!" "Well he seems nice." muttered Harry. "Don't worry, Harry "Harold said. "He's just doing his job." Just then, the common room opened and a teacher with a hooked nose and greasy hair stepped in. "First years, come here now. I have to tell you the rules." The first years stepped forward. "Listen up, I will not tolerate big-headedness," he looked at Harry when he said this. "Boys dormitory is on the left, girls on the right. No wandering after dark, any student or students caught will be severely punished. Am I clear?" "Yes Professor Snape." They all said. "Well this year is going to be just great." Harry said sarcastically. Daphne sent a pitying look toward him, but Harry was too upset to notice.