Dear Mr. Potter, We have received intelligence that a Hover Charm was used at your place of residence this evening at twelve minutes past nine.
We’ll be there in ten minutes ….
For a few minutes there was silence as they all read their letters.
Five minutes later they were marching up the hill, broomsticks over their shoulders.
Five minutes after that, they skidded to a halt in the yard so that Fred could run in for his broomstick.
Ten minutes later, Snape returned, and sure enough it was Professor McGonagall who accompanied him.
"It’ll all be over in a few minutes —"
I’ve been wanting a word — you don’t mind if he’s a couple of minutes late, do you, Professor Sprout?
Harry and Ron stood talking about Quidditch for several minutes before Harry became aware that he was being closely watched.
When he had handed out the test papers he returned to the front of the class and said, "You have thirty minutes — start — now!"
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Meet you on the field in fifteen minutes.
The first board took nearly twenty minutes to explain, but there was another board under that, and a third under that one.
"Percy first," said Mrs. Weasley, looking nervously at the clock overhead, which showed they had only five minutes to disappear casually through the barrier.
They squirmed, kicked, flailed their sharp little fists, and gnashed their teeth; Harry spent ten whole minutes trying to squash a particularly fat one into a pot.
And within five minutes, the class had sunk back into its usual torpor.
She stalked away between the lofty shelves and returned several minutes later carrying a large and moldy-looking book.
Five minutes later, they were barricaded in Moaning Myrtle’s out-oforder bathroom once again.
So all you need to do is cause enough mayhem to keep Snape busy for five minutes or so.
Snape was looking right at him, and the bell that rang ten minutes later could not have been more welcome.
Five of their precious sixty minutes had already passed.
For several long minutes, there was a scene of such confusion that Justin was in danger of being squashed and people kept standing in Nearly Headless Nick.
The minutes snailed by.
They grabbed ink bottles and sprayed the class with them, shredded books and papers, tore pictures from the walls, up-ended the waste basket, grabbed bags and books and threw them out of the smashed window; within minutes, half the class was sheltering under desks and Neville was swinging from the iron chandelier in the ceiling.
Answering Lockhart’s fan mail … he’ll be a nightmare …… Saturday afternoon seemed to melt away, and in what seemed like no time, it was five minutes to eight, and Harry was dragging his feet along the second-floor corridor to Lockhart’s office.
"Off you go, off you go, the bell rang five minutes ago, off to class, now," he said, shooing some of the younger students away.
For perhaps five minutes they followed the footsteps, until Riddle stopped suddenly, his head inclined in the direction of new noises.
They walked behind them for about twenty minutes, not speaking, listening hard for noises other than breaking twigs and rustling leaves.
After ten noisy, rocky minutes, the trees thinned, and Harry could again see patches of sky.
Ten minutes into the class, Professor McGonagall told them that their exams would start on the first of June, one week from today.
While Ron kept watch he tugged and twisted, and at last, after several tense minutes, the paper came free.
She’ll be there in ten minutes.
After a few minutes’ progress up the dark tunnel, a distant sound of slowly shifting rock reached Harry’s ears.
We’d be there in ten minutes and no one would be any the wiser —"
There are no more uses of "minuteness" in the book.