Hermione: [to Ron] I won't be going alone because, believe it or not, someone's asked me.
[gets up and hands her book to Snape, then turns back to Ron]
Hermione: And I said *yes*!

Today we acknowledge a really terrible loss. Cedric Diggory was, as you all know, exceptionally hard working, infinitely fair-minded, and most importantly, a fierce, fierce friend. Therefore, I feel you have the right to know exactly how he died. You see, Cedric Diggory was murdered, by Lord Voldemort. The Ministry of Magic does not wish me to tell you this. But not to do so I feel would be an insult to his memory. Now the pain we all feel at this dreadful loss reminds me, and, reminds us, that though we may come from different countries and speak in different tongues, our hearts beat as one. In light of the recent events, the bonds of friendship made this year will be more important than ever. Remember that, and Cedric Diggory will not have died in vain. You REMEMBER THAT... and we'll celebrate a boy who was kind, and honest, and brave, and true, right to the very end.

Dumbledore

Harry: Hagrid warned me about the dragons!
Ron: No, no! Remember I told Hermione to tell you that Seamus told me that Dean was told by Parvati that Hagrid was looking for you. Seamus didn't really tell me anything. So it was really me all along! I thought you'd be able to figure it out from there.
Harry: How could anybody figure that out? That's completely mental!
Ron: Well, I suppose I was a bit distraught
Hermione: [Tearing up] Boys...

Harry: Why do they have to travel in packs? And how are you supposed to get one on their own to ask them?
[Stops in front of a group of girls, hesitates, then continues walking]
Ron: Blimey, Harry. You've slayed dragons. If you can't get a date, who can?
Harry: I think I'd take the dragon now.

Harry: This is mad! At this rate, we'll be the only ones in our year without a date! Well... Us and Neville.
Harry: Yeah, but then again he can take himself.
Hermione: It might interest you to know that Neville's already got someone.
Ron: Oh! Now I'm really depressed.

Malfoy: Why so tense, Potter? My father and I have a bet, you see. See, I don't think you're going to last ten minutes in this tournament. He disagrees. He thinks you won't last five!
Harry: I don't give a damn what your father thinks, Malfoy! He's vile and cruel, and you're just pathetic!

Ron: What do you suppose is on Karkaroff's arm?
Harry: I dunno.
Hermione: Boomslang skin and Lacewing flies... you're sure those are the two ingredients Snape mentioned?
Harry: Positive, why?
Hermione: Well, he thinks we're brewing Polyjuice Potion doesn't he?
Harry: I don't care what Snape thinks, I've got bigger problems than detention. Something's coming closer.
[touches his stinging scar]
Harry: I can feel it.

Harry! I'd almost forgotten you were here, standing on the bones of my father. I'd introduce you, but rumor has it you're almost as famous as me these days.

Voldemort

Harry: If you can't protect me now, then who can?
Dumbledore: I'm afraid there are no more easy answers, Harry

Why are they all standing around that manky old boot?

Voldemort: Don't you turn your back on me, Harry Potter! I want to see your face when I kill you! I want to see the light leave your eyes!
Harry: [facing Voldemort] Have it your way!
Voldemort, Harry: [both shouting together] Avada Kedavara!/Expelliarmus!

Harry: Dragons? That's the first task? You're joking!
Hagrid: Poor Ron nearly fainted when he saw them.
Harry: Ron was here?
Hagrid: Yeah. His brother Charlie had to bring them down from Romania. Didn't he tell you?
Harry: No he didn't. He didn't tell me anything.

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Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire Quotes

Harry! I'd almost forgotten you were here, standing on the bones of my father. I'd introduce you, but rumor has it you're almost as famous as me these days.

Voldemort

I'm going to kill you, Harry Potter. I'm going to destroy you. After tonight, no one will ever again question my power. If they speak of you, they'll only speak of how you begged for death. And I being a merciful Lord... obliged.

Voldemort