Last Line from Each Chapter in Goblet of Fire

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Two hundred miles away, the boy called Harry Potter woke with a start.
Without glancing at his reflection, he started to get dressed before going down to breakfast.
'Seven past five from Stoatshead Hill,' said a voice.
The insane smile lit his features once more, and his head drooped onto his shoulder as Winky wailed and sobbed at his side.
Let me know about the 22nd of November as quickly as you can. -Sirius
'We sent it.'
It... soared toward him - Harry caught it by the handle - He heard Voldemort's scream of fury at the same moment... the Portkey ... was speeding him away..., Cedric along with him.
Lord Voldemort had risen again.
Next time he was in Hogsmeade, he decided, as he walked back up the stone steps into the castle, he was going to buy Dobby a pair of socks for every day of the year.
Harry didn't say anything. He liked being back on speaking terms with Ron... but he somehow thought that Hermione had got the point much better than Ron had.
'Harry - it's Krum!'
'Now untie him, Wormtail, and give him back his wand.'
Harry grinned into his pillow, exceptionally glad that Ron couldn't see what he could.
And he went back over to Ron, feeling that this ball was a lot more trouble than it was worth, and hoping very much that Padma Patil's nose was dead centre.
Ron just stood there in his too small pyjamas, and Harry, having stormed upstairs, lay awake in bed fuming for a long time afterwards, and didn't hear him come up to bed.
'Yeah, you can have a word,' said Harry savagely. 'Goodbye.' And he set off back to the castle with Ron.
'He must really like you, Harry... imagine having to live off rats.'
Harry... climbed gratefully into one of them..., and a few moments later..., the long procession of carriages was... splashing its way up... towards Hogwarts castle.
He wrenched the hangings shut..., leaving Harry... staring at the dark red velvet curtains, now hiding one of the few people he had been sure would have believed him.
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He clambered through the portrait hole into the common room, and hurried straight for the corner where Ron and Hermione were sitting, to tell them what had happened.
But next moment, Harry had begun to spin very fast, and the Dursleys' living room was whipped out of sight in a rush of emerald-green flames.
Ron dived into his bag for his timetable. 'We haven't got him 'til Thursday!' he said in a disappointed voice.
'Why is everything I own rubbish?' said Ron furiously, striding across the room to unstick Pigwidgeon's beak.
'Good luck with the third task.'
It was hard, just now, to feel worried about anything - even Lord Voldemort.
Harry drank it in one. The effect was instantaneous. Heavy, irresistible waves of dreamless sleep broke over him, he fell back onto his pillows, and thought no more.
Interesting idea... but as Harry got quietly into his four-poster ten minutes later..., he somehow thought he'd like to check... before he chose it as a career.
'Come on, let's go!'
...Dumbledore cleared his throat, and read out - 'Harry Potter.'
Harry lay looking up at the canvas, but... it was a long time after Charlie's snores filled the tent that Harry finally dozed off.
'Percy wouldn't recognise a joke if it danced naked in front of him wearing Dobby's tea-cosy.'
...Fred and George had just scrambled over the backs of their seats, and were staring at Ludo Bagman with broad grins on their faces, their hands outstretched.
The dormitory was completely silent, and... Harry would have realised that the absence of Neville's usual snores meant that he was not the only one lying awake.
The incomprehensible egg weighed more havily than ever..., and by the time he had got into bed, he had made up his mind - it was time to... see if Cedric's hint was worth anything.
As Hagrid had said, what would come, would come... and he would have to meet it when it did.
'He's just ouside the door.'
He could not unclench the hand holding the Triwizard Cup; it was pulling him onwards, in a howl of wind and swirling colour, Cedric at his side.

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