Japanese Wizarding World

A legend was, after all, only a legend.

But judging by the nature of this people...

Vincent did not dare say anything, nor did he dare ask.

He held Gu Gu tightly.

Most wizards were like Abe no Seimei anyway. At most, they had lived in relatively recent times and were more likely to inherit magical talent.

After nearly a thousand years, even the most heaven-defying magical talent would gradually be diluted.

Squibs—wizards born from Muggle descendants—would only be more talented than them.

Rinne's slightly nervous yet entirely unreserved expression further proved this point.

Rolf suddenly had a bold idea.

But the moment it occurred to him, he did not dare think any further.

The existing species of Fantastic Beasts...

He could not accept it at all.

The only wizard with such a mad idea now was probably Voldemort.

Dark wizards had moral and ethical standards too, though most of theirs were somewhat crooked.

Once the gazes around them returned to normal and Rinne had calmed herself, she began introducing the shops one by one.

Just like Diagon Alley, this place had everything related to magic.

Some things were the same, while others were different.

For instance, wands were custom-made at the age of seven and completed before students formally boarded at the Magic Institute at eleven.

Then there were school robes that changed size with age and color with grades, each enchanted with particularly special magic.

Even if he were being treated as a sucker, Vincent still wanted to order a wand.

"Are you crazy?" Rinne hurriedly pushed him away by the back. "If the Ministry of Magic finds out, do you know what the consequences will be?"

"The Japanese Wizarding Code can't restrain me."

"But they can deport you and forbid you from ever setting foot in this