Ron Weasley: You did everything you could. No one could win against that old hag.
Hermione Granger: Even Dumbledore didn't see this coming. Harry, if it's anyone's fault, it's ours.
Ron Weasley: Yeah, we talked you into it.
Harry Potter: Yeah, but I agreed. I tried so hard to help, and all it's done is make things worse. Anyway, that doesn't matter anymore. Because I don't want to play anymore. All it does is make you care too much. And the more you care, the more you have to lose. So maybe it's just better to...
Hermione Granger: To what?
Harry Potter: To go it alone.
Ron Weasley: Well, how was it?
Harry Potter: Wet. I mean, she was sort of crying.
Hermione Granger: I'm sure Harry's kissing was more than satisfactory. Cho spends half her time crying these days.
Ron Weasley: You'd think a bit of snogging would cheer her up.
Hermione Granger: Don't you understand how she must be feeling? Well, obviously she's feeling sad about Cedric... and therefore confused about liking Harry and guilty about kissing him... conflicted because Umbridge is threatening to sack her mum from the Ministry... and frightened of failing her OWLs because she's worrying about everything else.
Ron Weasley: One person couldn't feel all that. They'd explode.
Hermione Granger: Just because you've got the emotional range of a teaspoon...
Harry Potter: I suppose Viktor's already figured it out.
Hermione Granger: Wouldn't know. We don't actually talk about the tournament. Actually, we don't really talk at all. Viktor's more of a physical being. (laughs) I just mean he's not particularly loquacious.
Harry Potter: Mm-hm.
Hermione Granger: Mostly, he watches me study. It's a bit annoying, actually.
Hermione Granger: You know the solution then, don't you?
Ron Weasley: Go on.
Hermione Granger: Next time there's a ball... pluck up the courage and ask me before somebody else does! And not as a last resort.
Ron Weasley: Well, that's... I mean, that's just completely off the point. Harry.
Hermione Granger (to Harry): Where have you been? Never mind! Off to bed, both of you.
Ron Weasley (to Harry): They get scary when they get older.
Hermione Granger: Ron, you spoiled everything!
Hermione Granger: Ronald would like me to tell you that Seamus told him... that Dean was told by Parvati that Hagrid's looking for you.
Harry Potter: Is that right? Well, you... What?
Hermione Granger: Uh... (Goes back to Ron) Are you sure you won't do this?
Ron Weasley: You do it.
Hermione Granger: Dean was told by Parvati that... Please don't ask me to say it again. Hagrid's looking for you.
Harry Potter: Well, you can tell Ronald...
Hermione Granger: I'm not an owl!
Harry Potter: You see Sirius talking to me there? He's asking me to come live with him.
Hermione Granger: That's great.
Harry Potter: When we free him, I'll never have to go back to the Dursleys'. It'll just be me and him. We could live in the country... someplace you can see the sky. He'll like that after all those years in Azkaban.
It was always difficult being Harry Potter and it isn’t much easier now that he is an overworked employee of the Ministry of Magic, a husband and father of three school-age children. While Harry grapples with a past that refuses to stay where it belongs, his youngest son Albus must struggle with the weight of a family legacy he never wanted. As past and present fuse ominously, both father and son learn the uncomfortable truth: sometimes, darkness comes from unexpected places. (Wikia) │ Written by J. K. Rowling, Jack Thorne and John Tiffany