Ilvermorny, the leader of the American wizarding world - is currently the top boss in the American wizarding world. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Since there is no such thing as a war of independence in the wizarding world, in a sense, the entire American wizarding world should be subordinate to the British wizarding community.

However, the reason for the addition of qualifications means that, in fact, it is not.

There is a well-known Oriental term called tail big but not off - referring to such a similar situation.

Half a world is too far away even in the wizarding world, and distance, like time, is the greatest catalyst for variables.

How many lovers have broken up under the influence of time and distance?

In the same way, the British and American wizarding circles have fallen out with each other due to time and distance - especially after something happened in the British wizarding world - for example, a guy surnamed Riddle is very unhappy with the current state of the wizarding world.

In Riddle's eyes, this mild oppression of the wizarding world is a complete depravity of wizards - everything in pure blood should be glorious!

So, Tom ignored his mixed-race identity, resolutely stood up, and decided to turn back the wheel of history!

That's right - below purebloods, it's all scum! Long live purebloods, pureblood race high, lift pureblood wizards high!

Lord Voldemort not only did not have a black mustache, nor did he have a handsome slanted hairstyle - although I want to say it, I have to admit that Tom's adult classmate is indeed bald.

In an unknown beer hall, Voldemort and his followers establish their own power, the Death Eaters.

Soon, this organization that absorbs the remaining breath of those who have been crushed by the giant wheel of the times and who can't play new routines has developed.

Unfortunately, the reverse wheel of history could not be driven after all, and when he was at the height of his power, his legendary experience was interrupted, and he disappeared into Godric's Valley, the birthplace of Gryffindor. Aside from Mein Kampf, which was later read and liked by Ginny Weasley and destroyed by Harry, his other treasures are unknown.

It's a pity that there was still a young man with a scar who embarked on the road to find the onepice left by the Dark Lord under the guidance of the white-bearded grandfather, of course, this is a story for later.

All in all, the British wizarding community, which had been dominant, was seriously injured by this heavy blow, and even gave up contact with overseas for a while.

However, the American wizarding community, which is far away, has not relaxed its pace of development in this world at all.

Although wizards have been suppressing wizards from No-Maj, the reality is that the proportion of wizards with No-Maj blood is constantly increasing, and the inflow of these new blood has also brought new ideas to Ilvermorny and the entire wizarding world.

In the world in which these No-Maj wizards lived, Britain was not the first - the empire on which the sun never set had lost its former glory, and the country that had brought it down from the top of the world happened to be their own country - the United States.

As happy as the young wizards were to suddenly have a new identity, when they learned that their status in the wizarding world was that of someone else's little brother, it wasn't fun!

As time passed, the United States gradually established itself as the leader, and the new No-Maj wizards began to enter the wizarding world from school - even the best part of them has climbed into the Magical Council and become a member.

There is an old saying in the East that it is better to be the head of a chicken than a phoenix tail, not to mention that the phoenix that has landed in Britain in Muggle society is not as good as a chicken!

It's a pity that Muggle society is a Muggle society, and the wizarding world is a wizarding world - the reason why the British Ministry of Magic was able to participate in and interfere with the top cows of the two families this time was not by reasoning at all, they didn't need the special skill of the protagonist, the mouth cannon.

Although the negotiating table can solve many problems, the biggest problem is to let the other party sit at the negotiating table with you - obviously, the British Ministry of Magic has successfully told the American Ministry of Magic with its own years of experience - don't look at your boy's ability, your father is still your father!

Alan didn't know about the beating of the American wizarding community - even if he did, he wouldn't change his plan.

Regardless of whether the U.S. Ministry of Magic was kneeling and calling Dad or crying and calling Dad to show the British Ministry of Magic's awesomeness, the British Ministry of Magic would never let him look through those hidden books like this - unless he was the Auror and gave them his life.

It's a pity that Alan didn't have this plan - just look at the Crazy Eye and know that this is definitely a high-risk profession, he would rather follow Dumbledore's path and start as a teacher to discipline the bear children - especially after seeing Professor Sigma's actions This arrangement has made it more feasible - of course, he should pay attention to the absolute never to be fooled into being a Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher - although Voldemort was definitely hanging up at that time, but it was so good to be a person!

At this moment, Alan eliminated the book in front of him with a blank face - it narrated a hypnotic magic with great power from all angles, and one of the genius wizards even used it to hypnotize the people of a castle, until a brave wizard broke the power of this terrible magic with a kiss, which woke the entire castle from its slumber.

But -- here's the point, this bullshit magic book says something for a long time, that is, it doesn't tell people what this damn spell is, how to use magic!

The same system, the same cheat - he stretched out as he piled the books on the stack next to him.

The morning had been wasted - a pile of books that were nothing but a shit spell, and Ilvermorny's collection looked like a lot but the quality was nowhere near Hogwarts'.

It seems that I can only read those forbidden books, I hope there are goods in them.

Holding the stack of books back to their original places in turn—it wasn't difficult, Alan was pulling layer by layer—and Alan heard a whisper on the table next to him.

No doubt it was against him - there weren't many exchange students who didn't wear Ilvermorny's uniform, not to mention that he was almost the shortest one in it - no way, counting him as young.

He had already stood out in appearance, and he swiped another wave of presence yesterday, and it was strange that the wizards of Ilvermorny couldn't remember him.

However, he didn't bother to pay attention to them, and called Anne, who was holding a wizard's fairy tale over there, and Alan turned and left the library.

Okay, let's go in the afternoon and see what the difference is in class - according to the schedule provided by Ilvermorny, there is a Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the afternoon, which is for fourth graders, and although it is a little over-the-top, Alan thinks he should be fine.

Thinking about this problem, Alan and Anne set out on their way to the restaurant - then again, Ilvermorny actually doesn't serve Chinese food, bad review!