Hermione
[To Harry]
You know Sirius will want to hear about this. What you saw at the World Cup and the dream.
A line from Hermione
[Reading an article of "Harry Potter's Secret Heartache" on the Daily Prophet; infuriated]
Look at this! I can't believe it. She's done it again. "Miss Granger, a plain but ambitious girl, seems to be developing a taste for famous wizards. Her latest prey, sources report, is none other than the Bulgarian bon-bon Viktor Krum. No word yet on how Harry Potter's taking this latest emotional blow."
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3 quotes Hermione
Hermione
[encouraging Harry before the first task begins]
The key is to concentrate. After that you just have to... [Harry: Battle a dragon.]
Hermione
I won't be going alone, because believe it or not, someone's asked me! And I said yes!
Scenes with Hermione
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Moody
[Professor Moody's first lesson]
Alastor Moody. [Writes his name on the board] Ex-auror, Ministry malcontent... and your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. I'm here because Dumbledore asked me. End of story, good-bye, the end. Any questions? [No one raises their hand] When it comes to the Dark Arts, I believe in a practical approach. But first, who can tell me how many Unforgivable Curses there are?
Hermione
Three, sir.
Moody
[Writes "Unforgiveable" on a blackboard]
And they are so named?
Hermione
Because they are unforgivable. The use of any one of them will...
Moody
Earn you a one-way ticket to Azkaban. Correct! The Ministry of Magic says you're too young to see what these curses do. I say different. You need to know what you're up against! You need to be prepared! [Seamus takes some gum out and puts it under his desk] You need to find another place to put your chewing gum besides the under-side of your desk, Mr. Finnegan!
Seamus Finnegan
[Whispering]
No way. The old codger can see in the back of his head.
Moody
[Throws the piece of chalk at Seamus]
AND HEAR ACROSS CLASSROOMS!! Now, which curse shall we see first? WEASLEY!!!
Ron
Yes!?
Moody
Stand! Give us a curse.
Ron
Well, my dad did tell me about one. The Imperius Curse.
Moody
Oh, yeah. Your father would know all about that. Gave the Ministry a bit of grief a few years ago. Perhaps this will show you why.
Moody
[Moody has just finished his Imperius Curse demonstration on an enlarged spider by sending it flying around the classroom]
Scores of witches and wizards have claimed that they only did You-Know-Who's bidding... under the influence of the Imperius Curse. But here's the rub: How do we sort out the liars? Another, another. Longbottom, is it? Professor Sprout tells me you have an aptitude for Herbology.
Neville
[Nervously]
There's the, um, the Cruciatus Curse.
Moody
Correct! Correct! Come. The Torture Curse. [Aims his wand at the spider] Crucio!
Hermione
[The spider makes a terrifying squealing sound, seriously bothering Neville, who is watching it up close]
Stop it! Can't you see it's bothering him? Stop it!
Moody
[Snaps back into reality; Walks over and places the spider on Hermione's desk]
Perhaps you could give us the last Unforgivable curse, Miss Granger. [Hermione shakes her head] No? [Points his wand at the spider] Avada Kedavra! [The spider falls, dead. Harry is watching from a desk across.]
Hermione
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?
Hermione
[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-
Hermione
I'M NOT AN OWL!
Ron
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.
Ron
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.
Ron
Least I warned you about the dragons.
Harry
Hagrid warned me about the dragons.
Ron
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.
Ron
Yeah. Isn't it? I suppose I was a bit distraught.
Hermione
Boys.
Ron
(Talking about Krum at the Yule Ball)
He’s using you.
Hermione
How dare you! Besides, I can take care of myself.
Ron
Doubt it, he’s way too old.
Hermione
What? Is that what you think?
Ron
Yeah, that’s what I think!
Hermione
You know the solution then, don’t you?
Ron
Go on.
Hermione
Next time there’s a ball, pluck up the courage and ask me before somebody else does, and not as a last resort!
Ron
[backs away]
Well... that-that-that... that’s just completely off the point... Harry!
Hermione
Where have you been? Never mind. Off to bed, both of you! [Harry looks at Ron]
Harry
What's wrong?
Ron
They get scary when they get older.
Hermione
Ron you spoiled everything!
Fred
Sounds like the Irish have got their pride on.
Arthur
[entering the tent after seeing what's happening outside]
Stop! Stop it! It's not the Irish. We've got to get out of here. Now.
Man
[The Weasleys, Harry, and Hermione get out of their tent and see all the people leaving their tents and scream in panic as they run for their lives when a group of villainous Death Eaters are attacking the campsite]
GET OUT, IT'S THE DEATH EATERS!
Arthur
Get back to the Portkey, everybody, and stick together! Fred, George! Ginny is your responsibility. GO!
Hermione
Harry!
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?
Ron
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.
Ron
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]
Hermione
This is horrible. How can the Ministry not know who conjured it? Isn't there any security or…?
Ron
Loads, according to Dad. That's what worried them so much. Happened right under their noses.
Ron
Brilliant, isn't he! Completely demented of course. Terrifying to be in the same room with, he's really BEEN there, ya know?
Hermione
There's a reason those curses are unforgivable, and to perform them in a classroom. I mean did you see Neville's face?
George
Well, lads, we've done it.
Fred
Cooked it up just this morning.
Hermione
[sing-song]
It's not going to work.
Fred
Oh yeah? And why's that, Granger?
Hermione
[indicating a magical line drawn around the base of the goblet]
You see this? This is an age line. Dumbledore drew it himself.
Fred
So?
Hermione
So, a genius like Dumbledore couldn't possibly be fooled by a dodge as pathetically dimwitted as an aging potion.
George
Ah, but that's why it's so brilliant.
Fred
Because it's so pathetically dimwitted.
George
[the twins shake up the bottles and prepare to drink the contents]
Ready, Fred?
Fred
Ready, George.
Fred and George
Bottoms up.
George
[They jump inside the age line, and cheer. They put their names in the flame and high-five. The flame fires up and they're flung across the room onto the floor. When they get up they have full heads of grey hair and beards]
You said…
Fred
You said…
[They roll around fighting on the floor and the crowd cheers. The room suddenly becomes silent as Viktor Krum walks in and puts his name in the flame. He looks at Hermione and she smiles]
Dumbledore
[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?
Hermione
Oh, um… Sorry, I'll just go. [leaves the tent]
Dumbledore
Barty, the bag.
Barty Crouch Sr.
[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.
Barty Crouch Sr.
What's that, boy?
Harry
Nothing. [sticks his hand in the bag and takes out the Horntail dragon]
Barty Crouch Sr.
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?
Dumbledore
Very well. Good luck, champions. [to Cedric] Mr. Diggory, at the sound of the cannon, you may…
[Filch fires the cannon prematurely]
Ron
[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!
Ron
Nose down, Harry. [walks over to Ginny] Ginny, these must be for you.
Ginny
I'm not wearing that. It's ghastly.
Ron
[to Hermione as she giggles]
What are you on about?
Hermione
They're not for Ginny. They're for you. [Fred, George, and other Gryffindors laugh] Dress robes.
Ron
Dress robes? For what?
Ginny
It's okay, Ron. It's all right. It-It doesn't matter.
Harry
What happened to you?
Ginny
He just asked Fleur Delacour out. [sets Ron down on the chair]
Hermione
What?!
Harry
What did she say?
Hermione
No, of course. [Ron groans as he shakes his head; puts her hands on her mouth, shocked] She said yes?
Ron
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.
Ginny
Actually, he sort of screamed at her. It was a bit frightening.
Harry
And what did you do then?
Ron
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.
Ron
I've always liked looking at them from behind. Oh, she's never gonna forgive me, ever.
Harry
[runs after the Patil sisters]
Hey.
Ron
[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?
Harry and Hermione
No!
Ron
Yeah, I didn't think so. Oh, well, what's life without a few dragons?
Hermione
Everything's going to change now, isn't it?
Harry
Yes.
Hermione
Promise you'll write this summer, both of you.
Ron
Oh, I won't. You know I won't.
Hermione
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]
