The students knew something about Durmstrang, Beauxbatons, and Uagadou, and that made Ilvermorny, far away in North America, the most mysterious Magic School instead.
After all, Ilvermorny had not been founded for very long, and since it was located in North America, information related to this Magic School would not appear on the European Magical Education Assessment either.
If the students wanted to learn about Ilvermorny, they could only do so through New Students from North America, or people who had some connection to North America's Magical World.
In the Great Hall, Michael was cutting the roast beef in front of him and asked Vizet curiously, "Vizet, when you went to North America before, did you visit Ilvermorny?"
Vizet swallowed the food in his mouth, wiped the corner of his lips, and said, "We originally had plans to go to Massachusetts... but a lot happened afterward, so we had to change our itinerary."
"That's true..." Michael nodded, stuffed a chunk of roast beef into his mouth, and said in a slightly muffled voice, "Feels like kind of a pity."
"Anthony, since your great-aunt is a legendary Auror from North America..." Chris looked at Anthony and said, "She should have graduated from Ilvermorny, right?"
As Anthony nodded, Terry also asked, "I heard someone say just now... Ilvermorny sorts students too. How do they do it?"
"If they sort students..." Michael chewed his roast beef, his voice even more muffled, "do they also split them into several houses?"
"You either don't ask at all..." Anthony took a sip of Pumpkin Juice and said with great seriousness, "or once you ask, you ask everything at once. I'll answer the first question first..."
"I've said it so many times. The main argument between her and my great-uncle these past years has been whether Hogwarts