Days at Hogwarts

Chapter 740 Arrival at Mount Greylock

After learning the cause of the matter from Loren, Pickley and Nancy were not surprised.

The impact of the Brooklyn werewolf incident still lingers, and the Muggle government is still holding the Magical Congress accountable. Since then, Voldemort has become not only a wanted criminal in British magic, but also a world-renowned wizarding terrorist, with influence only slightly less than that of Grindelwald.

"I heard that the Ministry of Magic, together with Dumbledore, expelled Voldemort and his Death Eaters from the country. Our supervisor always says that the laws of Britain are too weak, and that such dark wizards should be executed on the spot."

Pickley led the way as they left the airport and headed to the adjacent shopping street: "I heard that your Ministry of Magic hasn't directly executed any dark wizards for decades. The execution chambers on the ground floor have been converted into courtrooms, and the prisoners are thrown into island prisons, essentially feeding the Dementors of Azkaban."

Loren glanced discreetly at the witch beside him, who was already slightly frowning. He then explained in a serious tone, "These regulations were approved by a vote of all members of Wizengamo. Dementors cannot be eliminated by conventional means. Using them to guard prisoners can ease the conflict between Dementors and humans and prevent them from causing unrest in Muggle society."

Pickley shrugged: "It's hard to judge whether abolishing the death penalty by handing criminals over to Dementors is humane, or even progressive or backward."

Hermione opened her mouth, but didn't say anything in rebuttal.

They arrived at a small handicraft shop, the kind of ordinary shop next to the airport. It was as if they only remembered to bring back some local specialties for their family and friends right before boarding the plane, so they hurriedly picked a small shop nearby with a sign that said "handicrafts" and spent several times or even dozens of times the price to buy some shoddy handicrafts.

There was only one clerk behind the counter. When he saw a few people come in, he was about to get up to greet them, but after seeing the emblem on Piccolo's chest, he sat back down, looking like he couldn't be bothered to pay attention to them.

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Loren surveyed the small shop. It was indeed filled with handicrafts, except for the peephole at the entrance, the peephole on the counter, and the peephole on the shelf…

Under the watchful eyes of a dozen spyglasses, they entered the back room of the shop, where Nancy took down a wizard's hat from the wall—the kind with a pumpkin lantern.

Loren and Hermione exchanged a glance, realizing that this was the key to Ilfamoni. They then reached out and pinched the brim of their hats, waiting for the magic to hook onto their navels and drag them into the torrent of space.

"Bang!"

After a brief feeling of pressure, when the four of them opened their eyes again, they all felt a sense of unreality. One moment they were in the city of New York, and the next they were in the Greylock Mountains. In front of them was a dense forest, with no signs of any steel structures and no smell of fuel.

The air was fresh, and the sunset was a beautiful orange hue.

In early August, the temperature in London and New York was above 20 degrees Celsius, but it suddenly dropped by more than ten degrees in the mountains. This change was a bit unsettling. Loren pulled out two thick coats, gave one to Hermione, and put the other on himself.

Nancy rolled up her wizard hat and tucked it into the small cloth bag at her waist, explaining, "Iphamoni is heavily guarded with defensive magic and alchemical arrays. The portal key can only take us to the middle of Greylock Mountain; we'll have to walk the rest of the way ourselves."

Loren looked at the rugged mountain path ahead, speechless. "Do you guys have to climb mountains to get to school?"

Pickley couldn't help but laugh: "Evermony is also a boarding school, with school buses to take us to and from school during the holidays. But now it's summer vacation, so we can only climb mountains."

"..."

Loren's eyes were complicated. He felt that his spatial teleportation would be more convenient, but he had never been to Iphamoni before, and getting lost would be troublesome. The best option was to notify the principal to send Fox to pick them up, but unfortunately, this was someone else's place, and it would be somewhat offensive to come and go freely here.

"Let's go hiking and try to get to school before dinner."

The remaining journey was led by Pickley and Nancy, and the four of them slowly trekked towards Iphamoni at the summit.

The mountain, only a thousand meters high, was higher than expected. Its summit seemed to have an unseen peak leading to the magic school established in the 17th century. The two graduates led Loren and Hermione through winding paths, passing through treacherous, cloud-shrouded peaks, and traversing low, narrow, hidden caves, finally plunging into a steep and rugged forest path. The deeper they went, the smoother the path became, and the magic school hidden high in the mountains began to unveil its mysteries.

Loren looked up into the depths of the clouds and mist, where a radiance distinct from the sunset appeared in his vision—a powerful surge of magic and signs of alchemy.

Hogwarts also has the village of Hogsmeade, which it is attached to, and there is nothing outside of Ifamoni.

Loren and Hermione had thought that Hogwarts, located in the Scottish Highlands, was remote enough, but now they suddenly realized that Ilfamori was more in line with the traditional concept of a magic school, built on a desolate mountain, with rocks blocking the way, forests concealing it, and clouds swirling around it, using the natural environment and magic to completely isolate it from the prying eyes of Muggles.

"Iphamoni's students choose their wands after the Sorting Ceremony..."

"The core of the staff is basically made up of a few kinds of animals, as you know, horned water snakes, thunderbirds, leopards..."

"Perhaps it's because one of the founders is a Muggle, so we're not so averse to Muggle technology..."

As Nancy introduced the local customs and culture of Ifamoni, the group arrived in Ifamoni.

The school castle is situated on an incredibly regular flat area atop a mountain. From afar, it appears as ancient trees and clouds, but as one approaches, the outline of the castle becomes apparent, with two enormous statues standing at the main entrance.

"This is Iso Thurs, the founder of Ilfamoni, and her lover James Stewart." Hermione looked up at the magnificent statue. "It's incredible that Mr. Stewart was just an ordinary man who didn't know magic."

"That is why Ilfamoni School of Magic is widely recognized as the most democratic and inclusive great magic school."

Nancy and Pickley's eyes were filled with reverence. Only after graduating and truly interacting with Muggles and entering the Magical Congress did they deeply appreciate the greatness of this couple from hundreds of years ago.

"One of the greatest magic schools."

Loren added that this person is sometimes frighteningly meticulous.

Hermione smiled and looked down at the stone platform at the base of the statue, on which was engraved the school crest of Ephamony.

Like Hogwarts, four animals are carved in the four directions, symbolizing the four houses of the school. At the top is a thunderbird with outstretched wings, to the left and right is a long-horned water snake and a Pukchi drawing a bow and shooting an arrow, respectively. The animal at the bottom looks like a rabbit at first glance, but the stripes on its back indicate that it is a swift cat-leopard.

Upon entering the foyer, both Loren and Hermione were somewhat dazed; neither of them had expected that the ceiling of this mysterious magic school would be illuminated by bright incandescent lights.

Turn left down the corridor and enter a rotunda. Nancy's voice echoed in the room: "When new students enroll, they are first taken into the rotunda for testing. This is our Iphamoni Sorting Ceremony."

The rotunda connects the three levels. The top level is a circular terrace, the middle level has four wooden statues symbolizing the various colleges, and the bottom level is a circular stone platform with a huge Gordi Knot painted on it.

Nancy turned to look at the two of them and blinked. "Would you like to give it a try?"