Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 502 Abbott's Sense of Superiority

In general, the experience of the Kent family proves that the old aristocrats in the American wizarding world are not fools.

On the contrary, they are even smarter than the pure-blooded nobles of Ying Country. The idea that many pure-blooded nobles of Ying Country think that they like to lick people like them mindlessly is completely wrong.

In fact, in their hearts, although honor is important, the only thing they can really pursue is profit.

Therefore, only pure-blood nobles like the Fry family, who can bring them benefits and have extremely noble blood, can be sought after by them. Second-rate families like the Kent family, who are neither good nor bad and just want to take advantage, can only be fooled by them and thrown into the countryside to fend for themselves after they have taken advantage of them.

Mike closed the document silently, feeling quite emotional.

There are no fools among those who hold high positions in this world.

But at the same time he felt a little confused, because the document did not specify the current location of the Kent family.

Abbott on the side seemed to see through Mike's thoughts. He smiled and poured a cup of tea for Mike, and slowly explained:

"The Kent family left New York after their failure, and now they are struggling to survive in a place called Forks."

"Fox?"

"Yes, I know. The name is exactly the same as Dumbledore Phoenix, but Forks is a place name. It is a poor town." Abbott waved his hand and continued to explain, "Besides, this Forks town is indeed a very interesting place. In addition to ordinary Muggles, there are also a group of werewolves and vampires living in it."

"Werewolf?"

Mike frowned. Werewolves, creatures that spread the werewolf virus everywhere, are severely cracked down upon in Ying Country. As for vampires, not to mention them, as natural enemies of humans who feed on human blood, they have basically been killed to extinction by wizards in Ying Country.

"You just said a group, which means there are a lot of them?"

"There are indeed quite a lot of them. There are probably nearly a hundred of them in total."

"That's impossible." Mike shook his head. "The population of a small town can't support so many werewolves and vampires. Besides, the Magical Congress of the United States will not sit idly by and watch such a large group of dark magic creatures!"

Abbott was stunned at first, then he showed a look of sudden enlightenment and said:

"You may have misunderstood something, Mike. The United States and China are different, especially in terms of treating intelligent magical creatures. The Ministry of Magic of China is very tough on such creatures, but the United States seems a little ambiguous. Take the group of vampires and werewolves for example. The Magical Congress of the United States will allow them to live on American soil, but they are not allowed to harm any Muggle or wizard. As long as they violate the rules, they will die."

"Ha, this rule is ridiculous!" Zhou Hong suddenly jumped out from the side and said, "A dog will always eat shit. How can they expect those monsters to resist their instincts?"

Mike nodded, he felt the same way.

"But in fact, they did succeed." Abbott smiled and shook his head and said, "It is said that the vampires no longer drink human blood, but animal blood instead. Of course, this comes at the cost of their own strength decline, after all, their power comes from blood. As for the werewolves, haha, they are almost domesticated like puppies."

"But it's all worth it. You know how bad the situation of these things is in Europe and other places, but in the United States, at least they are protected by law." Abbott laughed as if he suddenly thought of something funny, "Haha! Legal protection! Hahahaha!"

Mike and Zhou Hong looked at each other, both of them looking confused.

Neither of them got any of the jokes.

Fortunately, Abbott stopped laughing after a while and explained to Mike and Zhou Hong:

"After listening to what I just said, you should think that the United States is a good place that respects human rights, right?"

Zhou Hong nodded, he indeed thought so, but Mike remained silent.

"That's right. At least on paper, the United States is like this, but in reality it's different. Take the werewolves and vampires in the town of Forks for example. Any wizard can bully them, and even kill them without being punished by law. And if they hurt wizards, then... hehe." Abbott said meaningfully, "There are many more of these things. You can fully understand them if you read more. In short, this country is a paradise for people like us!"

Zhou Hong looked at Abbott with a dull expression. The other party's words had a great impact on his still innocent heart.

Mike thought for a moment and then said:
"That is to say, those vampires and werewolves in the town of Forks might be threatened by the Kent family and come against us?"

"It is indeed possible. After all, the Kent family is the only wizard in the town of Forks, and those dark magic creatures have no power to refuse." Abbott said, "But it doesn't matter. The Kent family has a small population and is not very powerful. Even with those dark magic creatures, it is not worth mentioning."

Hearing this, Mike nodded in satisfaction. Right now, the Kent family was the most important thing to him. As for knowing things about the United States, he was not very interested. After all, he had seen enough similar things in his previous life. Now it seemed that the American wizarding world was not much different from the Muggle America in his impression.

"Okay, let's not talk about these serious topics anymore." Abbott said with interest, "Franklin and the others have been arranged to rest in the room. Anyway, we can't move for the time being, so why don't we go to Plaza Street for a walk today?"

Mike shook his head and instinctively wanted to refuse. He was not very interested in visiting the so-called American scenery. He would rather rest and prepare for the battle.

But Abbott obviously didn't intend to give up. When he saw Mike shaking his head, he immediately looked at Zhou Hong, who was still in a state of doubt about his life, and said in a bewitching tone:

"This little brother is called Zhou Hong, right? Aren't you confused about what I told you before? Then wouldn't it be better for you to go with us to take a look? I believe that you will have your own answer after observing it for a while."

As soon as these words came out, Zhou Hong's originally dull expression instantly became lively, but he did not agree immediately, but turned his head and looked at Mike with expectant eyes. Mike sighed helplessly, and finally nodded slowly under the expectant eyes of Abbott and Zhou Hong.

……

Half an hour later, Mike, Abbott and Zhou Hong arrived at Plaza Street via the Floo Network.

Unlike the Kingdom of Ying, the public Floo network teleportation point on Square Street is not a store like the Leaky Cauldron, but a large building with a huge space inside, similar to a Muggle subway station.

In fact, this is indeed a magical version of a "subway station". As one of the transportation hubs of the American magical world, there are a wide variety of fireplaces everywhere. The most important thing is that these fireplaces are very well maintained, and users don't have to worry about the dust in the fireplace dirtying their clothes.

Such a scene surprised Zhou Hong and Mike. This centralized station was much more advanced than the one in Ying Country. It was even better than the hall of the Ministry of Magic in Ying Country.

Abbott shook his head with some emotion. He had almost the same reaction when he first came here.

"This Fireplace Station is indeed much better than Diagon Alley, but this is actually due to historical reasons." He explained, "You have to know that this station was only built in the last two hundred years, while Diagon Alley has a history of nearly a thousand years, so it is normal for this place to look more advanced."

Neither Mike nor Zhou Hong said anything. The former simply thought that Abbott was quibbling, while the latter's attention had already been taken away by the passengers coming and going.

The travelers here are very strange. Unlike Diagon Alley, the travelers coming and going in this station include not only human wizards, but also a large number of goblins, house-elves, centaurs, and many strange creatures that Zhou Hong can't even name!
Such a scene would never appear in Ying Country. The proud Ying Country wizards would never allow these lowly creatures to share a fireplace with them. Even staying under the same roof with them would make the wizards feel humiliated.

Even the goblins in Gringotts, a respectable group that seemed to have acquired a very high social status, had many restrictions in this regard. For example, their restaurant was separated from the restaurant of wizard employees, and the situation of sharing lunch between the two parties would never occur in Gringotts.

It’s different here. Not only do so many complex species of creatures gather together, but they also get along very well with each other.

Zhou Hong even saw with his own eyes a tall wizard walking and talking and laughing with a house-elf. Judging from the uniforms they were wearing, they were probably not master and servant, but colleagues.

Although everything here seemed harmonious and beautiful, Zhou Hong, who had the talent of mind reading, saw a different picture.

The tall wizard was full of contempt and discrimination towards his house-elf, while the house-elf thought that his colleague was a waste. If it were not for his identity as a wizard, then the other party would not be qualified to work with him at all.

Such things are common in this hall. On the surface, everyone seems to be smiling and living in harmony, but deep down they are full of malice.

This kind of thing not only happens between human wizards and other intelligent creatures, but even these creatures, who are themselves minorities, hate each other and believe that the other side enjoys more preferential treatment than themselves.

All this made Zhou Hong feel creepy.

At this moment, Zhou Hong heard Mike calling him. He looked closely and found that Abbott had finished telling the history of the station and was ready to take the two to the next location.

Zhou Hong shook his head, threw away all the weird thoughts in his mind, and then quickly followed Mike's pace.

Walking out of the station, what appeared in front of Mike and Zhou Hong was a wide street surrounded by tall buildings. This was the commercial center of the American magical world, Plaza Street.

Compared with Diagon Alley, a commercial center that is more like a pedestrian street, Plaza Street has a more modern CBD (Central Business District) feel. The flat road marked with yellow lines in the middle of the street is a two-way lane for vehicles. At this time, a large number of vehicles are running on it, but the types of these vehicles are somewhat complicated and the quality is uneven, ranging from high-end luxurious Night Kylin carriages to poor and shabby magic-modified cars.

Mike even saw a ferocious-looking one-eyed goblin riding a dinosaur-like lizard standing on two legs, with crooked eyes and a sticking out tongue. It was running on the driveway, and its speed was not slow!

However, the one-eyed goblin seemed to have road rage. Facing the congested traffic, he was waving a mini halberd and cursing.

On both sides of the driveway are two equally wide sidewalks, which are much more beautiful than the bare driveway.

Not only are there rows of trees planted on both sides of it, but the stone road surface underfoot is also magical, emitting a soft white light. Whenever passers-by step on it, a group of faint light dust will splash around. It looks magnificent. Many young children are actually playing and frolicking on the sidewalk at this moment, enjoying stepping out the light dust.

Of course, the sidewalks are naturally very crowded, and those playful children will naturally bump into some pedestrians. However, the people here seem to be very friendly. Even if they are knocked down, they will not blame the children, but just laugh it off.

In addition, Mike also noticed that there were many shops on both sides of the sidewalk. These shops were very high-end just from their facades, at least much more high-end than the retro workshop-style small shops in Diagon Alley.

There are also a large number of shops here, and all kinds of shop signs are suspended on the walls of the tall buildings, selling everything from food, clothing, housing, transportation to leisure and entertainment.

And unlike Diagon Alley, the business competition here is very fierce and there is no such thing as exclusive business.

After just a short walk, Mike had already seen three wand shops, five dessert shops and more than a dozen clothing stores. Compared with here, Diagon Alley was as shabby as a small market in a country town.

"It's the same reason. This commercial street was only built in the last few hundred years, so it looks newer. If the Ministry of Magic is willing to renovate Diagon Alley, it will definitely do a better job! Yeah, that's it."

Abbott explained with an awkward expression. As a pure-blooded aristocrat born and raised in Ying Country, he still looked down on these nouveau riche in the United States from the bottom of his heart.

This sense of superiority forced him to be unwilling to admit the gap between them.

(End of this chapter)