"Well, the Prophet's shite, right? All dragon pox fetish blokes and Death Eater sympathizers. Whatever the editor's doing, he's doing it with the Ministry's wand up his ass, yeah?" Fred fidgeted a little on the crate as it started to move - he couldn't remember exactly what was in that one...
"And the Quibbler posts things that are decent, but alongside the proof of alien invasions and the like."