This Cake Is Sweeter

The students knew something about Durmstrang, Beauxbatons, and Uagadou. That made Ilvermorny, far away in North America, the most mysterious wizarding school instead.

After all, Ilvermorny had not been founded very long ago, and it was located in North America. Information related to the school would not appear in the European Magical Education Assessment.

If the students wanted to learn about Ilvermorny, they could only do so through new students from North America, or people who had connections to the North American wizarding world.

In the Great Hall, Michael cut into the roast beef before him and asked Wizet curiously, "Wizet, when you went to North America before, did you visit Ilvermorny?"

Wizet swallowed his food and wiped the corner of his mouth. "We had originally planned to go to Massachusetts... but a lot happened afterward, so we could only change our itinerary."

"That makes sense..." Michael nodded, stuffing a chunk of roast beef into his mouth. His voice was somewhat muffled as he said, "Still feels like a shame."

"Anthony, since your great-aunt is a legendary North American Auror..." Chris looked at Anthony. "She graduated from Ilvermorny, right?"

As Anthony nodded, Terry asked, "I just heard someone say... Ilvermorny sorts students into houses too. How do they do it?"

"If they sort students..." Michael chewed his roast beef, making his voice even more muffled. "Does that mean they have several houses too?"

"You lot either don't ask anything, or you ask everything all at once..." Anthony took a sip of pumpkin juice and said solemnly, "I'll answer the first question first..."

"I've said it many times already. The main dispute between her and my great-uncle over the years has been whether Hogwarts is better or Ilvermorny is better. Of course she graduated from Ilvermorny."

"As for the other two