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Nasty November Nandoos Knocked Out Naturally

(Winter Wonderland) A sad season is surely starting. While woeful winter made way for singing spring which stepped aside for sunny summer a new and active autumn pushes all aside to take over the reign and rule. Actually, autumn seems to save some seeds which will warmly welcome sensational spring. However, happy harvest has already hurriedly hiked its winding way back to the broad bridges of our certainly sad surroundings.

This seasonal change suddenly stroke and some nibbling nandoos were knocked out naturally by nasty November. Next new animals will apparently appear in place of the naturally selected sick nandoos and carefully create a cool kind of cold-proof specimen. Dead Darwin did daringly dash forward with his fine findings that the fatale future of all animals is decisively dependent on their innate ability to always adapt to their environment. This is known as evil evolution. (MF)

Death Eaters Devoured by Dolphin

(Devonshire) Dozens of dizzy Death Eaters delighted in dancing around debutant Devonshirers as they were dilettantely duelling in order to definitely define the most deadly Death Eater. Daft Death Eaters decisively deposited their derivable dactylogram on daft daffodils, deli dahlias and dainty daisies. Decrepit Death Eaters were de facto defeated by the dejected defence squad of the deluded Ministry. These delicious delinquents were directly delivered to a demon dolphin in dandy France to be

disadvantagely devoured and disaffectedly digested. The dishevelled dinner of the sort of disgruntled dinosaur was disgracefully disgorged again. The Death Eater dish displeasingly deemed to be disputably disqualified for the distinguished diet of a died out demon dolphin of which only a dozen are doubtedly divided between dull Devonshire and doggish Dartmoor. Don’t dare dreaming of dutifully dope your drivelling pet demon dinosaur with dumb Death Eaters, it won’t like it! (BC)

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October 1 A golden October lies in front of us - surely there are better things to do than to work.
October 5 Yup, there are better ways. For example, going on a trip to Scotland and enjoy the brisk walks in the Highlands.
October 8 Or you could fly somewhere nice, warm and sunny, like Jamaica.
October 10 Perhaps we should hand in our notice, leave Hogsmeade and become travelling journalists. We will think about this plan.
October 16
Okay, okay, yes, we realise it's a rubbish plan. We OWN broom after all. This isn't just any old magazine, it's the voice of truth - and it deserves to be recognized as such. We have a mission. We have a plan.

 October 20 We found out about thne noble prize for literature and that any old writer can get it. We read some of their works - hell, they are sooo broing mostly. And stupid. But broom is neither...
October 24
We can't do boring, but we can do animals. Animals are a sure thing to win the noble prize.
October 29 Oops, it isn't called the noble prize but the Nobel prize. Well, doesn't matter, we also get a huge sum of money with the prize. This is our time. This is our plan. and now we've got to prepare for our party. Our Halloween party, of course, you don't celebrate prizes you haven't won yet.
October 31 It's Hallowe'en, folks! Let's celebrate our magical lives and - happy deathday, Sir Nicholas.

Ants, Flobberworms and Centipedes

(Moleton-up-Hill) Brian Cullen was informed of the noble mission of Serena Spiderbug, insect authority and author of various handbooks, to help insects gain the fame they merit in the magical world. On broom's own mission to be awarded the long due Nobel prize for literature, Brian took the chance to write yet another masterpiece of witty investigative journalism.
BC: So, here I am in Moleton-up-Hill, which is quite aptly named since there seem to be more moles than men on this hill. I am here to meet Serena Spiderbug, a witch who devotes her life to the fascinating study of the magical properties of insects. Hi, Serena.
SS:
Well, hello, Brian, nice to meet you. It is lovely to know that there are people out there who are as interested in insect life as I am.
BC:
Um... Sure. Serena, why do you do  

research in insects?
SS:
There are hardly any more fascinating creatures than insects! They have colonies, they have real state-like populations, they are tiny and yet powerful...
BC:
... and they scare some people witless.
SS:
Ah, true, true! Some people really have the intelligence of an amoeba, and that's saying something. However, even I sometimes get the creeps when I think our world could be taken over by insects!
BC:
But surely that won't happen! I mean, insects can't do magic, can they?
SS:
That is a good question indeed. I have done some experiments in that field, as you know.
BC:
Indeed. Most magical people only know about the uses of insects in potions or alchemy.
SS:
Right. But actually there are cases

of very gifted flobberworms who were able to stupefy themselves.
BC:
How did you notice?
SS:
Oh, they never moved.
BC: Hm, couldn't that be said about flobberworms in general? They are hardly energetic creatures, aren't they?
SS: You do have a small point there, Brian. But until I finished my studies this will stay hush-hush! Oh, and I am sure I can teach ants the Unforgivable Curses.
BC: Serena, that's forbidden!
SS: Huh, and who'll believe it was an army of ants which killed a man? Nobody! perhaps I can earn money with my idea - or perhaps I'll go on doing sponsored centipede championships.
BC: I'm sure that's a more legal way to raise money. Serena, thank you for your time and good luck with your research.
SS: Thank you, Brian. (BC)

Beat Me, Bite Me, Call Me Animal Names Like Chimpanzee

(The World of the Rich, Mighty and Famous) The last month saw the declaration of the newest winner of the nobel prize for literature. It’s quite clear that we want that too. As qualified writers as we here at broom are, there still was one ingredient missing: animal names. From this year’s choice it is quite clear that the use of animal names is decisive if you want to win this prize. Naturally, we here at broom took the next step and decided that we would use animal names in all the headlines of the November edition of your favourite magazine.
Actually, we don’t even know anything about the content of the books.

In fact, nobody we asked knew the writer herself. It is obvious that we are a bit too qualified in this respect as our magazine is sold by the dozens. And all we asked knew about the content of broom!
Of course, we could easily try to become less famous and less known to the public, however, this doesn’t seem to be as significant as the names of the animals. Please read on and enjoy our nobel prize winning edition of your broom. (MF)

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In our last edition you were able to witness the steady climb up the ladder which is also known as career of a certain Argus Filch. Stick to broom and become the audience of his downfall, too.
After having achieved this high position of second-in-waiting-head-torturer, Argus contacted his wife Matilda. However, she wasn't too happy to hear from him. During their separation she had found out that Argus Filch wasn't her husband's real name and that as a consequence they had never been married. She practically was still a maid – not counting her two children, of course.
In the meantime she had successfully sold her story to a Muggle tabloid, a publisher and a movie company. By the time he contacted her she herself was rich and had also married a rich man. You can imagine that Argus' world fell to pieces. He got careless in his job and accidentally let some of his clients escape.

That was exactly the moment when headmaster Dippet stepped up and asked the Ministry of Magic for a new head-torturer for his school. Yes, Hogwarts - school for Witchcraft and Magic - used to have a head-torturer! And believe us he didn't only torture your heads! The Minister gladly parted with Argus Filch and did anything to convince him to change working places.
When Argus realized that he had finally made it and was accepted or rather feared at Hogwarts he was overjoyed. Yes, hardly imaginable but that was what he was. He soon improved the old torturing methods and made the dungeons sound-proof. That's why you never hear Professor Snape arriving! There he turned torturing into a form of art.
Don't hesitate to read on in the next edition of broom and learn how the circle was closed and Argus Filch became a caretaker again and from then on was only able to snap at students.

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Deck the halls with boughs of holly, Severus!

Travelling Tails 2009: A Lesson A Day Keeps Death Eaters Away

Don't puke against the wind

Since staying at the coast is a bit boring wave-wise, we decided to go to a nearby island to enjoy the breakers. Going to an island means, at least for Muggles, to use some form of conveyance. The vehicle of choice is mostly a ship. Some Muggles may prefer a plane, but we decided on a ship. It was a special type of ship called a ferry, which is a ship travelling to and from a place, transporting goods and people and cars. It's rather big. The weather was brilliant, so loads of people had had the same ideas we had. Luckily we found a seat above deck.
The journey was amazingly cold because of the wind, but going by ferry was fun - until a child brought up an idea which kept coming up all day long. The kid joked about being sick over the rail.

Of course the idea in itself is disgusting. But we were looking for life's lessons, so we kept thinking of which lesson this child's joke could teach us. We thought of it while we strolled through some shops on the hunt for souvenirs. We thought of it when we were picknicking on the beach. We thought of it watching the waves and enjoying the sand under our feet. And then the solution came to us in form of a huge common gull with a taste for apples.
photo: KS 2009
 

Throwing bits of fruit to the gull, we realized the direction of the wind was crucial. That is, if we wanted the gull real close close, the apple could be thrown in any direction. Gulls do bite, though, so we did not exactly want the bird too close. The apple had to go with the wind, not be blown back at us.
The same is absolutely vital for puking over the rail. Just imagine the consequences if the wind blows from the wrong direction! Or better don't. However, today's lesson clearly is not to puke against the wind. (BC&MF)

Thanks Dolores, Pussycat!

(Diagon Alley) In this time of economic crisis it is quite good to see at least one shining instance of neon signs in this sky od total darkness – especially, if it is one that is not a replica of the infamous Dark Mark. One of these shining lights – or we may even be so bold to say, the only shining light is emitted by Fred and George Weasley, broom's own Fred and George Weasley were sent out to interview Fred and George Weasley.
Fred:
It's good to have you here, George.
George:
It's good to have you, here, too, Fred..
Fred:
As a reporter of broom you might call me biased but still I see some parallels between the increasing success of Weasley's Wizard Wheezes and the rocket-like lift-off of broom. Did at least some of your inspiration originate in the example magnificent Mike and brilliant Brian had given?

George: Definitely. You know well that I've been working for broom for a very long time and even before I had admired the achievementsof the two talented young men. My inspiration, mainly, came from the idea to make money out of something that makes people laugh.
What about you, Fred, our readers will know well that you are the better-looking part of Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, what in broom lit the fire of invention in you?
Fred:
You're quite right. I am the better looking half of Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. In fact, I, too, have been inspired by broom. I was especially caught by the idea to make tons of money by doing the things I loved doing most.
George, our readers are very keen to know what started it all off.
George:
Well, the readers of broom will be well aware that when Weasley's Wizard Wheezes started we were still attending school. At first, it was just

the idea to make money for the big start and, of course, to make the life of Dolores Umbridge as hard as possible. Actually, we should say: Thanks Dolores, Pussycat!
Fred, when and why did you know you had to leave school and start the real business?
Fred:
This was a crucial point as mum would have never allowed me nor George to leave school to start our business. Therefore, it came in quite handy that Dolores Umbridge was haunting Hogwarts at that time and – in fact – was in charge of all the expulsions. I quite agree we really should say: Thanks Dolores, Pussycat!
Thank you for the interview, George!
George:
Thank you for the interview, Fred.
broom, naturally, would like to thank both interviewees and interviewers. It has been a pleasure not having to conduct the interview alone – leave alone faking all the answers! (ALL)

Letters to the Editors – Sorry Pet-itors

Dear sirs or slaves,

I was really extremely angry when I read through the interview which had been conducted previously by your very own Fred Weasley for your monthly magazine broom. In fact, it was very disappointing to read that your own magazine and its reputation seem to be more important than the company of the Weasley brothers namely Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. While Weasley's Wizard Wheezes was hardly ever mentioned, the name broom is to be read in almost every sentence. However, as if this hadn't been enough to make any interviewee very angry, you also misquoted me. broom wrote, I quote: Thanks Dolores, Pussycat! Unquote. I want to state that I have never and will never call Dolores Umbridge Dolores Pussycat! Furthermore, I would never ever in my whole life sink so low as to thank somebody who has notably joined the dark side and misusing her own office and power was responsible for endless troubles of anyone who was not considered to be a pure blood.

George Weasley

Dear sirs or slaves,

It made me very angry to read the interview in your monthly magazine broom. George Weasley had led through the questions and seemingly not noted my answers. I was enraged when I had to read the name of your monthly magazine, broom, more often than the name of my own company, which is – by the way – known as Weasley's Wizard Wheezes – just in case you didn't know or didn't realize from the interview you published. As bad as this may be and believe me it is bad for any company apart from your own, you even claimed that I said the following statement: broom wrote, I quote: Thanks Dolores, Pussycat! Unquote. I have to make it clear that I have never and will never call Dolores Umbridge Dolores Pussycat! Additionally, I would never in my life betray all resistancehood by thanking somebody who has obviously joined the bad side and was a leading figure in the hunting of anyone but pure bloods an caused many families to live through hard times.

Fred Weasley

Dear Fred and George Weasley,

We were really very sorry and it made us really extremely sad to read that the both of you were so disappointed by the interview which had been conducted by broom's very own Fred and George Weasley who used to work for your favourite monthly magazine, also known as broom – yes, you read it correctly: who used to work for your favourite monthly magazine, broom. As a matter of fact, the owl is already on its way to tell the two brothers that they are fired and will never ever be allowed to work for broom again. We are very sorry that the name of your well-known company wasn't mentioned as often as the name of your favourite monthly magazine, broom. We promise to be better and will try – from now on – to include the name of your company as often as possible when it is apropriate and even if it is not. As to the topic of Dolores Umbridge, we would rather not mention her again or talk to her again. Therefore we will just drop her – sorry it, the topic.

broom


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