001. 01 August, 2022. Saturday.
The colossal hoax of clocks and calendars, it seems, cannot be defeated by plumes of pink smoke signalling the close of summer. The latter having been aided by the unique stench smell of rotting tropical fruits, however -- well, it's an advantage that can't be denied.
Should anyone have an extra copy of The Daily Prophet, I'd be grateful if one could be owled to me. I would pay you back in full, of course. They don't sell them here.