Dear Ill-Informed Quidditch Friend,

I bet you thought I’d forget about you didn’t you? Don’t worry though, even stubbornly wrong people deserve gifts. Try not to eat them all at once. Would be a shame if you couldn’t properly fit a broom anymore.

Sincerely,
Your Friend Of Superior Knowledge

[Haphazardly wrapped in red paper is a present with a sparking silver bow on the top. Enclosed in the gift is a box of chocolate peppermint bark that when consumed will shoot steam out of one’s ears, a knit scarf with the Montrose Magpies emblem on it, and a roughly stitched together handmade mouse toy with two different buttons for eyes and a small bell at the end of its tail. Scrawled on an additional piece of enclosed parchment is 'Merry Christmas Fooligan'.]