Harry Potter I didn't put my name in that cup... I don't want eternal glory.
Most-quoted character in Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire (2005): in 28 of its 98 quotes
Most scenes with: Ron Weasley (8), Hermione (8), Albus Dumbledore (3)
I love magic.
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Why do they have to travel in packs? And how are you supposed to get one alone long enough to ask them?
Harry Potter [To Voldemort]
Have it your way.
Harry Potter [Dueling against Voldemort]
Expelliarmus!
Harry Potter [describing to Dumbledore about his dream of Voldemort, Wormtail and Barty Crouch Jr.]
It was in the summer, before school. In the dream, I was in a house. And Voldemort was there, only he wasn't quite human. And Wormtail was there too. And (so was) Mr. Crouch's son. [Dumbledore: Have there been others like this dream?] Yes.
Harry Potter He's back! He's back! Voldemort's back! Cedric, he asked me to bring his body back. I couldn't leave him-- not there!
Harry Potter It was like I'd fallen into one of my dreams… into one of my nightmares.
Scenes with Harry Potter
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Madame Maxime It's wrong, I tell you!
Igor Karkaroff You French tart! Everything is a conspiracy theory with you!
Quiet! I can't think!
Igor Karkaroff Everything is a conspiracy theory!
Madame Maxime I protest!
Harry!
Madame Maxime I protest!
Harry. [Grabs him] Did you put your name in the Goblet of Fire?
Harry No, sir.
Did you ask one of the older students to do it for you?
Harry No, sir.
You're absolutely sure?
Harry Yes. Yes, sir.
Madame Maxime But of course he is lying!
The hell he is! The Goblet of Fire is an exceptionally powerful magical object. Only an exceptionally powerful Confundus Charm could have hoodwinked it. Magic way beyond the talents of a fourth-year!
Karkaroff You seem to have given this a fair bit of thought, Mad-Eye!
It was once my job to think as dark wizards do, Karkaroff. Perhaps you remember?
This doesn't help, Alastor! Leave this to you, Barty.
The rules are absolute. The Goblet of Fire constitutes a binding magical contract. Mr. Potter has no choice. He is, as of tonight... a Triwizard champion.
Rita Skeeter This is cozy.
Harry It's a broom cupboard.
Rita Skeeter You should feel right at home then. [Forces Harry to a lower part of the cupboard] Don't mind if I use a Quick-Quotes Quill, do you?
Harry Oh. Uh, no.
Rita Skeeter So tell me, Harry. Here you sit, a mere boy of 12--
Harry I'm 14. Sorry.
Rita Skeeter About to compete against three students, not only vastly more emotionally mature than yourself, but to have mastered spells you wouldn't attempt in your dizziest daydreams. Concerned?
Harry I-I don't know. I haven't really thought about it.
Rita Skeeter Just ignore the quill. Then, of course, you're no ordinary boy of 12, are you?
Harry Fourteen.
Rita Skeeter Your story's legend. Do you think it was the trauma of your past that made you so keen to enter such a dangerous tournament.
Harry I didn't enter.
Rita Skeeter Of course you didn't. Everyone loves a rebel, Harry. [To the quill] Scratch that last. Speaking of your parents, were they alive, How do you think they'd fee? Proud? Or concerned that your attitude shows, at best a pathological need for attention, at worst a psychotic death wish?
Harry Hey! My eyes aren't "glistening with the ghosts of my past."
Ronald would like me to tell you that Seamus told him that Dean was told by Parvati that Hagrid is looking for you.
Harry Is that right? Well... you can tell him...wait...what?
[Goes back to Ron, talks to him quietly for a few seconds, then walks back]
Dean was told by Parvati that...that... Please don't ask me to say it again! Hagrid is looking for you.
Harry Well you can tell Ron-
I'M NOT AN OWL!
Draco Malfoy Why so tense, Potter? My Father and I have a bet you see. I don't think you're gonna last ten minutes in the tournament... he disagrees. He thinks you won't last five! [laughs]
Harry I don't give a damn, what your Father thinks, Malfoy. He's vile, and cruel...and you're just pathetic.
I reckon you'd have to be barking mad to put your name in the Goblet of Fire.
Harry Caught on, have you? Took you long enough.
Well, I'm the not only who thought you'd done it. Everyone was saying it behind your back.
Harry [Harry glares around the room; the others sheepishly avoid his eyes] [sarcastic]
Brilliant. That makes me feel loads better.
Least I warned you about the dragons.
Harry Hagrid warned me about the dragons.
No, no, no. I did. No, don't you remember? I told Hermione to tell you that Seamus told me that Parvati told Dean that Hagrid was looking for you, Seamus never actually told me anything, so it was really me all along. I thought we'd be all right, you know, after you'd figured that out.
Harry ... Who? Who could possibly figure that out? That's completely mental.
Yeah. Isn't it? I suppose I was a bit distraught.
Boys.
What are those!? What are those?
Harry My dress robes.
Well they're all right! No lace, no dodgy little collar...
Harry Well, I expect yours are more... traditional—
Ron Traditional?! They're ancient! I look like my great aunt Tessie. [sniffs clothing in armpit area] I smell like my great aunt Tessie!
Parvati [Looking at Hermione]
She looks beautiful!
Harry [Looking at Cho]
Yeah, she does...
How dare you! Besides, I can take care of myself.
Doubt it, he’s way too old.
What? Is that what you think?
Yeah, that’s what I think!
You know the solution then, don’t you?
Go on.
Next time there’s a ball, pluck up the courage and ask me before somebody else does, and not as a last resort!
Where have you been? Never mind. Off to bed, both of you! [Harry looks at Ron]
Harry What's wrong?
They get scary when they get older.
Ron you spoiled everything!
Professor Snape A rather rare herb, gillyweed. Not something found in your everyday garden. Nor is this. [He faces Harry and holds up a small bottle of a clear liquid] Know what it is?
Harry Bubble juice, sir?
Professor Snape Veritaserum. Three drops of this and You-Know-Who himself would spill his darkest secrets. The use of it in a student is, regrettably, forbidden. However, should you ever steal from my personal stores again my hand might just slip over your morning pumpkin juice.
Harry I haven't stolen anything.
Professor Snape Don't lie to me. Gillyweed may be innocuous, but boomslang skin, lacewing flies? You and your little friends are brewing Polyjuice Potion, and believe me I'm going to find out why!
Don't you turn your back on me Harry Potter! I want you to look at me when I kill you! I want to see the light leave your eyes!
Harry [Harry Stands and faces Voldemort]
Have it your way. Expelliarmus!
Avada Kedavra!
Harry [Harry, Hermione, and the Weasleys leave the Burrow and walk into the woods with Arthur leading them]
Ron, where are we actually going?
Don't know. Hey, Dad! Where are we going?
Arthur Haven't the foggiest. Keep up!
Amos [They meet up with Amos Diggory]
Arthur! It's about time, son.
Arthur Sorry, Amos. Some of us had a bit of a sleepy start. [Ron yawns] This is Amos Diggory, everyone. Works with me at the Ministry. [Cedric, Amos' son, drops down from a tree] And this strapping young lad must be Cedric, am I right?
Cedric [shakes hands with him]
Yes, sir. This way.
Amos [surprised when he meets Harry for the first time]
Merlin's beard! You must be Harry Potter.
Harry Yes, sir.
Amos [as he and Harry shake hands; honored]
Great, great pleasure.
Harry Pleasure to meet you too, sir.
Amos [The group walks toward a portkey in a grassy slope]
Yes, it's, uh, just over there.
Arthur Shall we?
Amos Oh, yeah.
Arthur We don't wanna be late.
Amos Come on. Nearly there now. Get yourself into a good position.
Harry Why are they all standing around that manky old boot?
That isn't just any manky old boot, mate.
George It's a Portkey.
Arthur Time to go!
Harry What's a Portkey?
Trolley Lady [Aboard the Hogwarts Express… Hermione is reading article on the Daily Prophet about the Death Eater attack and the conjuring of the Dark Mark with the headline reading: "Terror at the Quidditch World Cup" before Trolley Lady approaches the trio's compartment, pushing a trolley of sweets]
Anything from the trolley, dears?
Packet of Drooble's and a Licorice Wand. [then changes his mind] On second thought, just the Drooble's.
Harry It's all right, I'll get it. Don't worry.
Just the Drooble's. Thanks.
Cho [appearing with two other girls]
Two Pumpkin Pasties, please. [Harry looks at her and she smiles shyly at him as the Trolley Lady gives her the Pumpkin Pasties] Thank you.
Trolley Lady [to Harry]
Anything sweet for you, dear?
Harry Oh, no, I'm not hungry. Thank you. [sits back down in the compartment]
This is horrible. How can the Ministry not know who conjured it? Isn't there any security or…?
Loads, according to Dad. That's what worried them so much. Happened right under their noses.
Harry [Harry finds and talks with Sirius in the Gryffindor common room fireplace]
Sirius. How…?
I don't have much time, Harry, so let me get straight to it. Did you or did you not put your name into the Goblet of Fire?
Harry No!
Shh… I had to ask. Now, tell me about this dream of yours. You mentioned Wormtail and Voldemort. But who was the third man in the room?
Harry I don't know.
You didn't hear a name?
Harry No. Voldemort was giving him a job to do. Something important.
And what was that?
Harry He wanted… me. I don't know why, but he was gonna use this man to get to me. But, I mean, it was only a dream, right?
Yes. It's just a dream. Look, Harry. The Death Eaters at the World Cup, your name rising from that goblet, these are not just coincidences. Hogwarts isn't safe anymore.
Harry What are you saying?
I'm saying the devils are inside the walls. Igor Karkaroff? He was a Death Eater and no one, no one stops being a Death Eater. Then there's Barty Crouch, heart of stone, sent his own son to Azkaban.
Harry Do you think one of them put my name in the goblet?
I haven't a clue who put your name in that goblet, Harry, but whoever did is no friend to you. People die in this tournament.
Harry I'm not ready for this, Sirius.
You don't have a choice.
Harry Someone's coming.
Keep your friends close, Harry.
Malfoy
Why so tense, Potter? My father and I have a bet, you see. I don't think you're gonna last ten minutes in this tournament. [leaps from the tree] He disagrees. He thinks you won't last five! [laughs]
Harry [irritated]
I don't give a damn what your father thinks, Malfoy! [angrily shoves him] He's vile, and cruel... and you're just pathetic. [Starts to walk away]
Malfoy
Pathetic?! [angrily draws his wand]
"Moody": OH NO, YOU DON'T, SONNY! [transfigures Draco into a ferret] I'll teach you to curse someone when their back is turned! [Proceeds to flick the ferret up and down] You stinkin'...cowardly...scummy...back-shootin'--
[shocked]
Is that a... Is that a student?!
"Moody": Technically, it's a ferret. [Proceeds to dump the ferret down Crabbe's trousers, to the delight of Cedric and some other students - Harry included!]
Crabbe No! [Whimpers as the ferret slips down his trousers]
Goyle Stand still! Stand still! [Attempts to remove the ferret from Crabbe's trousers, only to be bitten]
Malfoy
["Moody" turns around and winks at Harry, who is laughing gleefully; The ferret crawls out of Crabbe's trousers, and McGonagall turns Draco back into human form] [getting up]
My father will hear about this!
"Moody": Is that a threat?
Professor--
"Moody": I CAN TELL YOU STORIES ABOUT YOUR FATHER THAT WILL CURL EVEN YOUR GREASY HAIR, BOY!
Alastor!
"Moody": IT DOESN'T END HERE!
Alastor. We never use Transfiguration as a punishment! Surely, Dumbledore told you that?
"Moody": [sulkily] He might've mentioned it.
Well, you will do well to remember it. [She turns around before gesturing a group of students gathered nearby to leave] Away!
[as McGonagall walks away, "Moody" sticks his tongue out at her, behind her back] "Moody": [to Harry] You. Come with me.
[Dumbledore, Barty Crouch Sr., Filch, Igor Karkaroff, and Madame Maxime enter the tent of the first task of the tournament after Hermione encourages Harry to stay focused and to support him]
Good day, champions! Gather around, please. Now, you've waited, you've wondered, and at last, the moment has arrived. The moment only four of you can fully appreciate. [notices Hermione; surprised] What are you doing here, Miss Granger?
Oh, um… Sorry, I'll just go. [leaves the tent]
Barty, the bag.
[holding a bag of dragons]
Champions, in a circle around me. Miss Delacour, over. Mr. Krum. And, uh, Potter, Mr. Potter, over here. That's right. Now… Miss Delacour, if you will. [Fleur sticks her hand in the bag and takes out a tiny green dragon] The Welsh Green. Mr. Krum. [Krum takes out another dragon from the bag] The Chinese Fireball. Ooh… [Cedric takes out another dragon] The Swedish Short-Snout. Which leaves…
Harry [whispers]
The Horntail.
What's that, boy?
Harry Nothing. [sticks his hand in the bag and takes out the Horntail dragon]
The Hungarian Horntail. These represent four very real dragons, each of which has been given a golden egg to protect. Your objective is simple: Collect the egg. This you must do, for each egg contains a clue, without which you cannot hope to proceed to the next task. Any questions?
Very well. Good luck, champions. [to Cedric] Mr. Diggory, at the sound of the cannon, you may…
[Filch fires the cannon prematurely]
[Nigel offers Ron a parcel that was being delivered from his mother]
Oh, look, Mum sent me something. [unwraps the parcel and opens it, revealing a hideous brown garment] Mum sent me dress.
Harry Well, it does match your eyes. Is there a bonnet? [pulls out a white bonnet from the parcel] Aha!
Nose down, Harry. [walks over to Ginny] Ginny, these must be for you.
I'm not wearing that. It's ghastly.
They're not for Ginny. They're for you. [Fred, George, and other Gryffindors laugh] Dress robes.
Dress robes? For what?
It's okay, Ron. It's all right. It-It doesn't matter.
Harry What happened to you?
He just asked Fleur Delacour out. [sets Ron down on the chair]
What?!
Harry What did she say?
No, of course. [Ron groans as he shakes his head; puts her hands on her mouth, shocked] She said yes?
Don't be silly. There she was, walking by. You know how I like it when they walk. I couldn't help it. It just sort of slipped out.
Actually, he sort of screamed at her. It was a bit frightening.
Harry And what did you do then?
What else? I ran for it. I'm not cut out for this, Harry. I don't know what got into me.
Pavariti & Padma [walking past]
Hi, Harry.
I've always liked looking at them from behind. Oh, she's never gonna forgive me, ever.
Harry [runs after the Patil sisters]
Hey.
James Potter
Harry, when the connection is broken you must get to the Portkey! We can linger for a moment to give you some time but only a moment. Do you understand?
Cedric Harry. Take my body back, will you? Take my body back to my father.
Lily Potter
Let go. Sweetheart, you're ready. Let go... LET GO!
Harry [breaks the connection and runs over to Cedric's body]
Accio! [summons the cup over to them, and in an instant, they transport out]
Cornelius Fudge For God's sake, Dumbledore, what happened?!
Harry [sobbing over Cedric's body]
He's back! He's back! Voldemort's back! Cedric, he asked me to bring his body back. I couldn't leave him... not there!
It's all right, Harry...it's all right. He's home, you both are.
Cornelius Fudge [rushing over to Snape and McGonagall]
Keep everybody in their seats. A boy's just been killed. The body must be moved, Dumbledore. There are too many people.
Amos Diggory [pushing his way frantically through the crowd, with Arthur Weasley following]
Let me through. LET ME THROUGH! Let me through. THAT'S MY SON! [starts bawling] THAT'S MY BOY! [falls on his knees and leans over Cedric's body, sobbing hysterically] IT'S MY BOY!!!!
[The crowd is heartbroken and shocked; Cho sobs in grief and despair] [pulling a sobbing Harry away from Cedric's body]
Come on! Get up! Easy! Easy! This is not where you want to be right now. Come on.
Amos Diggory [As Harry is pulled out of the field, Dumbledore restrains Amos while Arthur tries to comfort him] [devastated]
No, no... NOOOOOO!!! [continues bawling and screaming]
[Last lines; The students of Hogwarts say farewell to the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang schools as they depart, while Harry, Ron, and Hermione watch from the side]
Do you think we'll ever just have a quiet year at Hogwarts?
Yeah, I didn't think so. Oh, well, what's life without a few dragons?
Everything's going to change now, isn't it?
Harry Yes.
Promise you'll write this summer, both of you.
Oh, I won't. You know I won't.
Harry will, won't you?
Harry [sarcastically]
Yeah, every week.
[Smiling, arm in arm, the three friends hurry outside to see off the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang schools]
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