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“A pretty pickle,” Madam Snickasnee kept mumbling. “Me, the smartest, cleverest witch this side of the Rockies, to allow mere men to get the best of me—and one of them a man by the name of ‘Beanpot,’ too. Ugh!”

Anna Elizabeth Bennett, Little Witch: 60th Anniversary Edition

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June 6, 2017

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