Leave nothing but footprints, take nothing but whore cruxes. You're listening to the Quibbler

podcast, the Harry Potter Book Club for Leave No Trace Camper's.

I know Harry Potter, said Dean, and I reckon he's the real thing, the chosen one, or whatever

you want to call him. Yeah, there's a lot we'd like to believe he's that son, said Dirk.

Me included, but where is he?

Run for it by the looks of things.

And you know, the prophet made a pretty good case against him.

The prophet, scoffed Ted.

You deserve to be lied to if you're still reading that muck, Dirk.

You want the facts.

Try the quibbler.

I'm Heather Pricewright.

And I'm Alex Dallenberg.

Hello, we're back post-Twilight.

So hopefully that was an enjoyable little interlude for you all in this the spookiest of seasons. Now we're past

spooky season and into a time of abundance and giving thanks, which is the opposite of the chapters

we are reading this week. It's also not, it's not Christmas season yet. No, Thanksgiving. Yeah,

no one is allowed, you're not allowed to play Christmas music. You're allowed to do whatever you goddamn please. Are you kidding me? No, I have no rules about the kind of entertainment people engage in any time of year. I just think you've got to keep some of your Christmas powder dry, right? If All I went for Christmas is you brings you joy in fucking June. Listen to it. No, I'm, I'm zero

percent in, I don't like it when stores take Christmas stuff out because it just feels,

that's a battle we lost. Very assaultive. Yeah. But in terms of people individually experiencing joy

leading up to a holiday, yes, do that. Honestly, there's way too little joy

right now. I was just shocked when I saw like so many posts saying, oh, Halloween's almost over.

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