Last Line from Each Chapter in Goblet of Fire

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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.
Ron dived into his bag for his timetable. 'We haven't got him 'til Thursday!' he said in a disappointed voice.
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.
'Why is everything I own rubbish?' said Ron furiously, striding across the room to unstick Pigwidgeon's beak.
It was hard, just now, to feel worried about anything - even Lord Voldemort.
'Seven past five from Stoatshead Hill,' said a voice.
'He must really like you, Harry... imagine having to live off rats.'
The insane smile lit his features once more, and his head drooped onto his shoulder as Winky wailed and sobbed at his side.
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 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.
'We sent it.'
Harry grinned into his pillow, exceptionally glad that Ron couldn't see what he could.
'Yeah, you can have a word,' said Harry savagely. 'Goodbye.' And he set off back to the castle with Ron.
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.
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.
'Now untie him, Wormtail, and give him back his wand.'
Let me know about the 22nd of November as quickly as you can. -Sirius
'He's just ouside the door.'
Without glancing at his reflection, he started to get dressed before going down to breakfast.
'Harry - it's Krum!'
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.
Lord Voldemort had risen again.
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.
'Come on, let's go!'
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.
'Good luck with the third task.'
Two hundred miles away, the boy called Harry Potter woke with a start.
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.
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.
...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.
'Percy wouldn't recognise a joke if it danced naked in front of him wearing Dobby's tea-cosy.'
As Hagrid had said, what would come, would come... and he would have to meet it when it did.
...Dumbledore cleared his throat, and read out - 'Harry Potter.'
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 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.
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.
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.

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