Apparently a few copies of the as-yet-unpublished fifth Harry Potter book, were found in a field near the publisher by a passing jogger.

He responsibly notified, not the publisher, but British newspaper The Sun, which asked for and got the texts from the jogger. Sun staffers are now 'making arrangements to return the book to the publisher.'

How much do you want to bet that the time it takes to 'make arrangements' is just barely longer than the time it takes an Editor in Chief to read the 1200 page tome?

It's like some amazing instance of BookCrossing, where there's only one or two copies in existence, getting passed on around the globe. I want to go to the field and see if theer's a copy of The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter lying next to a mangled bicycle.