Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire - Pg 718

   "You all righ'?" he said gruffly.   "Yeah," said Harry.   "No, yeh're not," said Hagrid. "'course yeh're not. But yeh will be."   Harry said nothing.

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire - Pg 714

Mrs. Weasley set the potion down on the bedside cabinet, bent down, and put her arms around Harry. He had no memory of ever being hugged like this, as though by a mother. The full weight of everything he had seen that night seemed to fall in upon him as Mrs. Weasley held him to her. His mother's face, his father's voice, the sight of Cedric, dead on the ground all started spinning in his head until he could hardly bear it, until he was screwing up his face against the howl of misery fighting to get out of him. 

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire - Pg 455

"Tha's what sets him apar' from other heads, see. He'll accept anyone at Hogwarts, s'long as they've got the talent. Knows people can turn out okay even if their families weren'... well... all tha' respectable. But some don' understand that. There's some who'd always hold it against yeh... there's some who'd even pretend they just had big bones rather than stand up an' say--I am what I am, an' I'm not ashamed. 'Never be ashamed,' my ol' dad used ter say, 'there's some who'll hold it against you, but they're not worth botherin' with.' An' he was right. I've bin an idiot. I'm not botherin' with her no more, I promise yeh that. Big bones... I'll give her big bones." 

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire - Pg 453

   "You don't think anything that Skeeter cow--sorry, Professor," he added quickly, looking at Dumbledore.   "I have gone temporarily deaf and haven't any idea what you said, Harry," said Dumbledore, twiddling his thumbs and staring at the ceiling.

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire - Pg 418

   Hermione was now teaching Krum to say her name properly; he kept calling her "Hermy-own."   "Her-my-oh-nee," she said slowly and clearly.   "Herm-own-ninny."   "Close enough," she said, catching Harry's eye and grinning.

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire - Pg 409

   "Socks are Dobby's favorite, favorite clothes, sir!" he said, ripping off his odd ones and pulling on Uncle Vernon's. "I has seven now sir... But sir..." he said, his eyes widening, having pulled both socks up to their highest extent, so that they reached to the bottom of his shorts, "they has made a mistake in the shop, Harry Potter, they is giving you two the same!"   "Ah, no, Harry, how come you didn't spot that?" said Ron. grinning over from his own bed, which was now strewn with wrapping paper. "Tell you what, Dobby--here you go--take these to, and you can mix them up properly."

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire - Pg 353

He stood up, noticing dimly that his legs seemed to be made of marshmallow. 

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire - Pg 347

Time was behaving in a more peculiar fashion than ever, rushing past in great dollops, so that one moment he seemed to be sitting down in his first lesson, History of Magic, and the next, walking into lunch... and then (where had the morning gone? the last of the dragon-free hours?)

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire - Pg 317

It is a strange thing, but when you are dreading something, and would give anything to slow down time, it has a disobliging habit of speeding up. 

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire - Pg 179

"Wow!" said Dennis, as though nobody in their wildest dreams could hope for more than being thrown into a storm-tossed, fathoms-deep lake, and pushed out of it again by a giant sea monster. 

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire - Pg 144

Harry lay looking up at the canvas, but no flying fantasies came to him now to ease him to sleep. 

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire - Pg 118

Harry saw himself in roves that had his name on the back, and imagined the sensation of hearing a hundred-thousand-strong crowd roar, as Luda Bagman's voice echoed throughout the stadium, "I give you.... Potter!"

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire - Pg 103

The veela had started to dance, and Harry's mind had gone completely and blissfully blank. All that mattered in the world was that he kept watching the veela, because if they stopped dancing, terrible things would happen....

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire - Pg 55

"We've been hearing explosions out of their room for ages, but we never thought they were actually making things," said Ginny. "We thought they just liked the noise."

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire - Pg 36

We're coming for you whether the Muggles like it or not, you can't miss the World Cup, only Mum and Dad reckon it's better if we pretend to ask their permission first. If they say yes, send Pig back with your answer pronto, and we'll come and get you at five o'clock on Sunday. If they say no, send Pig back with your answer pronto, and we'll come and get you at five o'clock on Sunday.