[ The feed blinks on to reveal a certain magess, book in hand, witch-hat free, and smile on her face. Oh, dear. Just what is she plotting...? ]
Let's see... Tail of lamia... Don't have that. Pumpkin... We used to have that. Cocatrice eggs; nope. Oh! Bat wings! I got some!
[ She disappears from the screen, returning a moment later to pick up the
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