Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

Whenever I read this book, I always forget how much I 1. Love Dobby and 2. Cry when Cedric dies. To anyone who has solely seen the movies and have neglected the books . . . please go read them! You are missing the real story. Hermione reminds me of a few friends I have when she gets ranting about house elves, and how they are slaves. She can't grasp how one would enjoy the position they are in, yet it's who they are and they are (mostly) happy. My heart goes out to Winky for trying her best to explain this to her. Crouch makes me cringe; he's a royal idiot. The ending heroics of Cedric and Harry makes my eyes water. I think we can all agree, we all need a friend like Dobby. If I fell asleep, I'd want someone to continue figuring out how to breath underwater so I don't die too.