I, Hogwarts Second Time Around.

Chapter 224 So there are so many magic schools!

"I love it when I get free food and drinks," Owen said excitedly, blinking his eyes.

"Uh..." Harry was speechless for a moment.

However, this did not diminish the joyful atmosphere much. Soon, the little wizards sitting together began chattering about what they had seen and heard that morning.

"My God, I never imagined there were so many wizards in the world!" That was Seamus's voice.

As a half-blood wizard who also lived in the Muggle world, he didn't know much more about the magical world than Harry did.

"This is the first time I've ever seen so many wizards!" Ron exclaimed. "It's beyond my imagination!"

"I even saw students from Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry! Some of the tents had the school's emblem on them!" Hermione exclaimed excitedly. For a Muggle-born wizard like her, participating in the Quidditch World Cup was simply the best way to learn about the wizarding world.

She makes new discoveries every moment.

"You spent some time at that school last summer," Harry said excitedly. "We also learned about other magic schools there, and just now, I saw the Ilfamoni emblem. A long-horned water snake, a thunderbird, a cat-leopard, and a goblin—it looks a lot like the Hogwarts crest."

"It's a knock-off of Hogwarts from the start," Owen, slumped on the sofa, said incisively. "If it weren't for the influx of native North American magic into that school, they would never have been able to develop. It's just that they had all the advantages of timing and location, catching the wave of the Age of Discovery."

"Uh," Justin scratched his head upon hearing this, "I never imagined there were so many magic schools in the world. I thought there was only Hogwarts."

"Hey, I know that." At this moment, Ron, who had been silent, suddenly became loud and boastful. He stood up enthusiastically and said, "There are eleven magic schools in the magical world."

"So, which eleven are they?" Owen asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Forehead"

This immediately shattered Ron's fragile knowledge base. He stammered, his face turning red, but he couldn't utter a single word.

"Eleven magic schools? There are so many!" Justin made an exaggerated expression, his mouth wide open, as he gradually embarrassed his Hufflepuff squad.

To prevent this guy from making further embarrassment, Irving had no choice but to chime in.

"There are eleven magic academies registered with the Federation," he explained.

Hermione, standing nearby, immediately retorted, "What do you mean?"

"That is to say, these eleven magic schools have been inspected and registered by the International Wizarding Federation, and are recognized by the magic society as 'legal' magic schools that recruit students."

If you're simply looking for a place to teach magic to young wizards without calling it a "magic school," then there are plenty of such places in the world.

From India to Australia, and even to Africa and South America, there are many private "magic schools." There are several Tantric "magic schools" in the Himalayas.

These magic schools are not under the control of the Federation and are legally illegal organizations. However, compared to most such organizations, they have existed for longer than the Federation, so the Federation does not actively seek to cause them trouble.

However, correspondingly, these uncertified 'schools' have less power.

"Rights, what kind of rights?"

Owen's slow and deliberate narration captivated all the young wizards present.

Hannah sat down beside him and asked curiously.

"In theory, you can apply to any magic school in the world that is accredited by the Federation."

You can even go to the Far East, South America, Africa, and other magic schools—this is a right certified by the Federation.

They have global recruitment rights.

Lucius had once planned to send his son Draco to Durmstrang Institute of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Firstly, he didn't want his children to be corrupted by some of the bad ideas from Hogwarts, such as Sirius Black.

Secondly, there was Karkaroff, the headmaster of Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry; they had been accomplices.

That guy has something on him.

Draco would receive better care at Durmstrang.

Unfortunately, this idea was extinguished by Narcissa, Draco's mother, as soon as it sprouted. She didn't want her child to be too far away from her.

Lucius, who exudes a powerful aura on the outside, is like a mouse meeting a cat when he encounters Narcissa.

He dared not defy his wife at all.

Definitely henpecked

"I see?" Upon hearing this, Hannah, Hermione, and the other young wizards all nodded in understanding.

The so-called eleven magic schools are actually schools recognized by the wizarding community that are allowed to recruit students from other countries.

Schools that are not licensed or registered with the Federation are not allowed to enroll junior wizards from other countries.

"Hogwarts is one of the three most famous magic schools in Europe. The other two are Beauxbatons in France and Durmstrang in Germany!" Owen continued to explain.

"You've all heard Hermione talk about Beauxbatons. As for Durmstrang, my grandfather was a student there. It's a magic school in Norway that only admits pure-blood students. It has a long history, but its attitude towards dark magic is rather lenient. In the past, many dark wizards graduated from there."

As he spoke, he suddenly looked at Harry. "The previous headmaster Durmstrang was a Death Eater who betrayed Voldemort. He disappeared after news of Voldemort's resurrection reached Europe; or rather, he ran away."

As for who is currently the principal at Durmstrang, I have no idea.

"Betray Voldemort?" Suddenly, a cold laugh came from behind them.

It's Sirius.

Behind him followed Ron's mother, Molly, and Tonks, who had come to visit.

"I've never heard of anyone being able to leave the Death Eaters," he said dismissively. "That idiot Igor Karkaroff, does he think he's playing house? He thinks he can just join and leave the Death Eaters whenever he wants?"

"So, that guy's probably dead on some unknown street corner by now. That's not important. What's important is, who's the headmaster of Durmstrang Academy of Magic right now?" Owen turned and replied, "Could it be my grandfather?!"

"He wants to have a duel with Dumbledore?"

"Should I transfer schools now?"

"What?" Hannah exclaimed in surprise, then looked at him expectantly. "Are you transferring schools? Hogwarts is the best magic school."

"Although...but..." Owen's eyes darted away, feeling slightly embarrassed under Hannah's earnest gaze. "Okay! I won't transfer schools, why would I transfer schools!"

I can't bear to part with it at all.

Hmm—I'm reluctant to part with it.

Suddenly, some expectant eyes were cast at him.

Suddenly, Owen felt a chill run down his spine, and he immediately said, "I can't bear to part with him at all—Harry Potter, yes, Harry Potter. He's my dearest friend, my brother, my nephew. How could I bear to leave him!"

"Get away!" Harry said indignantly. Ever since Owen discovered that he was related to him by blood, he had been constantly talking about uncle and nephew, which made Harry very unhappy.

He can be defeated, but he cannot shamefully acknowledge someone else as his uncle.

"How dare you talk to your uncle like that!" Owen immediately gave Harry a threatening look.

You little brat, if you dare to cause trouble again, I'll dismantle your fire crossbow tomorrow.

"You—" Harry sensed the threat in Owen's eyes; he had long coveted his broom.

They said they wanted to study it.

Can he give that to me?

joke.

The fire bolts are more important than his life now. A true man can lose his head and bleed, but he cannot lose his fire bolts!

Isn't he just an uncle?

Endure it!

"Hmph!" Seeing that Harry remained silent, Owen knew that he had won this verbal battle between uncle and nephew again.

"What about the other eight magic schools?" Hermione continued to ask.

He had absolutely no interest in the male acquaintances who pretended to be uncles.

"Also, there's the Russian magic school, Kodosdorez, which was expelled from the European community. They were runners-up in the International Magic School Potions Championship two years ago."

"The International Magical Schools Potions Championship?" Hermione asked.

"Don't even think about the Potions competition jointly organized by four magic schools: Hogwarts, Cordostadt, Vargoth (Uganda), and the Magic Institute (Japan). This competition is completely dominated by the Magic Institute. They have won the championship for many years in a row. Hogwarts even invited magic schools from the Ming Dynasty to participate in this competition before, but they refused."

"Why?" Hermione couldn't understand. It was a competition for honor, so why would they refuse?

"Because the most important assessment of the potion tournament is the originality of the formula, a new potion formula is easy to get a high score. This is also the original intention of the competition. They originally hoped to promote the exchange of potions and come up with new formulas. However, most of the magic formulas used by the Magic Institute in the previous few times came from the Ming Dynasty. Of course, they were unwilling to participate in a competition that relied on plagiarism to win the championship, unless the organizers were willing to strip the Magic Institute of its previous championship title."

Owen noticed the disappointment in Hermione's eyes. She was probably regretting the competition because, "A potions tournament without the participation of the Great Ming Magic Academy is just a second-rate event. It's like Hogwarts holding a food tasting competition but Hufflepuff not participating—it's completely meaningless."

"Are they really that good?" Harry asked skeptically.

Although he didn't want to admit it, Snape's achievements in potions were enormous; he was perhaps the youngest potions prodigy in all of Europe.

Dumbledore often described him in this way.

He said that if Snape hadn't made some mistakes and had focused solely on potion research, he would definitely be one of the most powerful magic masters today.

"It's not about how amazing they are. They're unbeatable in this area! Don't be stubborn," Irving warned.

Professor Sprout travels to the Ming Dynasty every year, and each time she returns, she brings back brand new magical plants. She knows better than anyone how terrifying that country's achievements in potions are!

According to Professor Sprout, if the world of potions is an iceberg, then all of Europe combined probably wouldn't be able to support the exposed portion of the iceberg, while the Ming Dynasty is the foundation of this iceberg.

Hearing this, Harry seemed to be deep in thought.

Hermione's eyes lit up.

She's probably thinking about how to become an exchange student at Hogwarts!

"Next up is Evamon in the United States. Located in Greylock Hill, Massachusetts, it was founded between 1620 and 1634 by Irish immigrant witch Isolde Thayer and her Muggle husband James Stewart, and its enrollment area spanned the entire North America."

Following the example of Hogwarts, they also established four houses, naming them after four magical creatures of North America: the Thunderbird, the Leopard Cat, the Long-legged Water Serpent, and the Pukki. New students, like the Hogwarts, participate in the Sorting Ceremony upon entering the school.

"It really does look like Hogwarts," Ron nodded.

"Muggle?" Harry asked, puzzled.

"It's a Muggle," Sirius explained. "Americans call people who don't have magic 'Muggles.'"

"My only impression of Ilfamoni is, well—their school song is really good," Owen said, glancing at the Weasley twins as he spoke.

Sure enough, the twins immediately became unhappy upon hearing this, "The Hogwarts school song is the best!"

"That's right!" George agreed.

"Can they sing the school song to the funeral march?" Fred asked, tilting his head back smugly.

"No—let's not talk about that, the Hogwarts school song part can even add points!" Harry quickly interrupted the two of them.

Every year, these two brothers come up with a funeral version of the Hogwarts school song.

Professor McGonagall's gaze was so intense it could pierce through the long table. If it weren't for Dumbledore always cheerfully clapping his wand to keep them in sync, allowing them to finish their songs...

Professor McGonagall would probably have already waved her wand and thrown them out of the castle.

"What, Harry? Don't you like our singing?" Fred said with a smile.

"No, I didn't, don't talk nonsense." Harry quickly shook his head and denied it. He knew how troublesome the two of them's prank props were, and he didn't want to fall for it.

"Tch." The twins were smug.

Everyone was captivated by the beautiful school song of Irving's school, Ifamoni.

No one realized that the great headmaster who could laugh and keep time for the Weasley twins, Hogwarts' most mischievous students, might one day leave them.

They await the appointment of Professor McGonagall, known for his seriousness, as principal.

They then realized that Hogwarts was no longer the Hogwarts they used to be.

"Then there's the Magic Institute," Owen continued. "To be precise, it's not a Japanese magic school; the Magic Institute belongs to Ryukyu. Located on the southern Ryukyu island, it has the fewest students and is the only day school among all the magic schools. Wizards who are seven years old or older can enter the Magic Institute, and until they are eleven and board at school, they are day students, traveling between home and school every day on the back of a giant seagull."

Therefore, their Quidditch team has always been a strong team. I remember that there used to be wizards from the School of Magic who served as professors at Hogwarts.

"About a hundred years ago, Dumbledore's flying professor was a wizard from the Wizarding Institute. Humph! The wizarding world is getting more and more closed off."

He smiled sarcastically. "Besides, their school uniforms are all magical creations. Perhaps because there are few students, the robes were prepared in advance by the school."

Because it is a magical creation, it can change size as the student grows older and change color as the student's knowledge increases. Initially, the uniform is a pale pink. As long as the student's academic performance is excellent, the uniform will turn golden. However, if a student violates the Wizarding Code or the International Protection Act, the uniform will turn white.

"Wow! Cool!" Ron exclaimed.

"When will we have school uniforms like these?"

"Ha—not to mention the cost of such school uniforms, with you and Harry and Hermione breaking school rules every day, I bet the only color for the uniforms is white."

"We're pure white, and what about you!" Harry retorted.

"Of course I'm pure gold! I'm the student council president, Hogwarts' number one student!" He tilted his head back, looking down at Harry with disdain. "What, you have a problem with that?!"

"I"

At the crucial moment, Harry acted decisively according to his heart.

"If you don't have any objections, then keep them to yourself! Kids shouldn't keep interrupting when adults are talking."

Turning his head, Owen began to talk about the next magic school, "Wagadu, the largest magic school in Africa. Located in Uganda's Moon Mountain, Waagadu enrolls students from all over Africa and is the only magic school in Africa that has stood the test of time (it has a history of at least a thousand years) and has achieved an enviable international reputation."

"The current vice president of the federation is a wizard named Vagado."

"And there's the Castorbücher School of Magic in South America," Sirius Black interjected.

He also holds the title of Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor at Hogwarts.

Although this title may be gone in the second half of the year.

"When I was in school, Hogwarts had an exchange student program every year, which students in their sixth year and above could apply for, and the application was reviewed by the school's board of trustees," he said.

"However, I don't know when it started, but the US and Brazil suspended this exchange program!"

"That's a real shame!" Hermione said disappointedly.

"The Castorbcher Magic School inherited the mysterious magic of the ancient Maya, Aztecs and Incas. The wizards there have unearthed many things from ancient ruins and used them as a basis to study magic. They have many unique spells that do not exist in Europe."

"Because of the favorable environment, there are many magical creatures in the Americas, so most wizards there are skilled at raising magical creatures," Sirius said. "If you can get a job at the Ministry of Magic, you will often see wizards from America, and they actually don't look much different from us."

"You could be an Auror!" Tonks squeezed in at that moment.

She spoke cheerfully, her nose constantly contorting, eliciting gasps of amazement from the young wizards around her.

"Becoming an Auror means you can travel all over the world for free. I just went to the Ming Dynasty a while ago. It's completely different from Europe; it's a great place."

(End of this chapter)