You know, I'd been wondering where this thing had gotten to. I bought it then I put it down and lost it! Except, as it turns out, I hadn't lost it at all. It was sitting in the middle of the dirigible plum tree out the front. I remember wondering when I bought it whether the dirigible plums would be as good for this little thing as they are for people. It's hard to tell though. There are indeed some extraordinary things in here but I'm not sure whether the plums have helped the journal accept them with an open mind. Perhaps I'll just have to wait and see whether the plums have been helpful at all. They certainly help me!
But that's not why I wanted to find this journal. I have an announcement to make! I, Xenophilius Lovegood, am proud to announce the launch of a brand new newspaper. Some time in the next couple of weeks anyway after I figure out how to work the last bits of this precious machinery I have bought. It'll be called The Quibbler - the newspaper that is, not the machinery, the machinery is called Francis - and I plan to bring you all the news that the Prophet won't! It's going to be wonderful! I have tremendous plans for the first issue and the paper as a whole so watch out for it.