Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire (Harry Potter, #4)

by J.K. Rowling

They were supposed to be practicing the opposite of the Summoning Charm today — the Banishing Charm.

Neville’s aim was so poor that he kept accidentally sending much heavier things flying across the room — Professor Flitwick, for instance.

Today he had managed to capture two unicorn foals. Unlike full-grown unicorns, they were pure gold.

“Easier ter spot than the adults,” Hagrid told the class. “They turn silver when they’re abou’ two years old, an’ they grow horns at aroun’ four. Don’ go pure white till they’re full grown, ’round about seven. They’re a bit more trustin’ when they’re babies . . . don’ mind boys so much. . . .

and Forgotten Bewitchments and Charmes

“Harry, just go down to the lake tomorrow, right, stick your head in, yell at the merpeople to give back whatever they’ve nicked, and see if they chuck it out. Best you can do, mate.”

She seemed to be taking the library’s lack of useful information on the subject as a personal insult; it had never failed her before.

Saucy Tricks for Tricky Sorts.

Weird Wizarding Dilemmas and Their Solutions.

Madcap Magic for Wacky Warlocks

A Guide to Medieval Sorcery .

An Anthology of Eighteenth-Cen...

Dreadful Denizens of ...

Powers You Never Knew You Had and What to Do with Them No...

“Lumos,”

Where There’s a Wand, There’s a Way.

“Sonorus!”

“Relashio!”

“An hour long you’ll have to look, And to recover what we took . . .”

“. . . your time’s half gone, so tarry not Lest what you seek stays here to rot. . . .”

Pepperup Potion,

Merchieftainess Murcus

Bubble-Head Charm,

“The third and final task will take place at dusk on the twenty-fourth of June,”

Next time he was in Hogsmeade, Harry 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.

There were delays in the post because the owls kept being blown off course.

Be at stile at end of road out of Hogsmeade (past Dervish and Banges) at two o’clock on Saturday afternoon. Bring as much food as you can.

Witch Weekly.

Harry Potter’s Secret Heartache

Wit-Sharpening Potion.

“Boomslang skin. Gillyweed.

Veritaserum — a Truth Potion

“Clearing up my armadillo bile, Professor,”

They went into Gladrags Wizardwear to buy a present for Dobby, where they had fun selecting the most lurid socks they could find, including a pair patterned with flashing gold and silver stars, and another that screamed loudly when they became too smelly.

Dervish and Banges,

Mystery Illness of Bartemius Crouch,

Ministry Witch Still Missing — Minister of Magic Now Personally Involved.

St. Mungo’s Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries

don’t know anything about Bagman except that he used to be Beater for the Wimbourne Wasps,”

If you want to know what a man’s like, take a good look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals.”

“Crouch used to be Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, didn’t you know?”

Crouch fought violence with violence, and authorized the use of the Unforgivable Curses against suspects.

Department of International Magical Cooperation.”

“Ever since I found out Snape was teaching here, I’ve wondered why Dumbledore hired him. Snape’s always been fascinated by the Dark Arts, he was famous for it at school. Slimy, oily, greasy-haired kid, he was,” Sirius added, and Harry and Ron grinned at each other. “Snape knew more curses when he arrived at school than half the kids in seventh year, and he was part of a gang of Slytherins who nearly all turned out to be Death Eaters.”

“No one’s tried to attack me so far, except a dragon and a couple of grindylows,”

Imagine having to live off rats.”

You are a WickEd giRL. HarRy PotTER desErves BeTteR. GO back wherE you cAMe from mUGgle.

Harry Potter can do much better than the likes of you. . . . ’ ‘You deserve to be boiled in frog spawn. . . .