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magiclostinfantasy · 3 months

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A Potion Mishap || Theodore Nott x reader

Warnings: None (Apart from a shitty ending) Summary: Y/n and Theo find themselves in a week-long body swap after an accident with their project.

Y/n L/n and Theodore Nott were known for their prowess in potion-making, mastering nearly every potion they were assigned to brew. So it wasn’t a surprise when Professor Snape, the stern Potions Master, paired Y/n and Theodore for a challenging project. The assignment required them to brew the elusive Elixir of Luminescence, a potion rumored to glow like a thousand stars when concocted perfectly.

Y/n, a studious and determined witch with a penchant for precision, was immediately focused on the task at hand. Theodore, on the other hand, known for his cunning and resourcefulness, saw the project as an opportunity to showcase his skills. As they gathered the ingredients and set up their cauldron in the dimly lit dungeon, they had no clue that this collaboration would lead to unforeseen consequences.

Their instructions were clear, and the stakes were high – impress Professor Snape, and the glory of mastering the Elixir of Luminescence would be theirs. Y/n meticulously measured out the moonstone dust while Theodore expertly handled the fluxweed. The air in the dungeon crackled with anticipation as they mixed their ingredients with precision.

However, in the midst of their focused work, a mischievous house-elf, intrigued by the brewing magic, appeared near the cauldron. Startled, Y/n and Theodore turned their attention to the unexpected visitor, momentarily forgetting the delicate balance of their potion.

In that fleeting moment of distraction, disaster struck. Instead of carefully adding a single drop of leech juice, both Y/n and Theodore simultaneously poured a considerable amount into the simmering cauldron. A greenish smoke billowed, filling the air with an acrid scent that hinted at the unexpected turn their project had taken.

As the greenish smoke began to dissipate, revealing the chaotic aftermath of their unintentional potion experiment, Y/n and Theodore exchanged nervous glances. Professor Snape's piercing gaze bore into them, and with a subtle nod, he signaled for them to continue their work.

Undeterred by the setback, Y/n and Theodore resumed their brewing with newfound determination. They exchanged hushed whispers, strategizing on how to salvage their project and impress the ever-watchful professor.

The minutes stretched into hours as they painstakingly followed the revised steps, compensating for the unexpected influx of leech juice. Beads of sweat formed on Y/n's forehead as Theodore stirred the cauldron with controlled urgency. The dungeon's atmosphere became tense, a palpable mix of anticipation and anxiety hanging in the air.

After what felt like an eternity, the potion reached its final stage. Y/n cautiously added the powdered moonstone dust, and as the ingredients merged, a soft glow enveloped the cauldron. The Elixir of Luminescence radiated a mesmerizing light that danced like miniature stars within the liquid.

Professor Snape's stern expression softened slightly as he observed the potion. It seemed their efforts had not gone entirely unnoticed. With a curt nod of approval, he dismissed them, leaving Y/n and Theodore to bask in the mixed emotions of relief and accomplishment.

As they exited the potions classroom, the weight of the mishap lingered in the air. Y/n couldn't shake the feeling that they had messed something up. Theodore, ever the pragmatist, tried to reassure Y/n, reminding them that their potion had, against all odds, succeeded in captivating Professor Snape's attention.

The following evening, Y/n and Theodore gathered in the Slytherin common room to discuss their success with the Elixir of Luminescence. Excitement and relief filled the air as they relished in the triumph of overcoming the potion mishap.

As they clinked their goblets in a toast, the potion worked its subtle magic.

Y/n felt a sudden dizziness, the room spinning around her. Theodore, too, sensed an inexplicable shift. Their surroundings blurred, and before they could comprehend what was happening, they found themselves standing in the common room - but something was off.

Y/n stared in disbelief at Theodore, who was staring right back with widened eyes. Their voices exchanged in a surreal twist as Theodore spoke in Y/n's voice, "What just happened?"

Y/n, now in Theodore's body, responded with a disoriented tone, "I... I have no idea. This wasn't supposed to happen."

A wave of panic swept over them as they frantically tried to make sense of the situation. Theodore, awkwardly adjusting to Y/n's body, exclaimed, "Merlin's beard, we swapped bodies!"

Y/n, grappling with Theodore's taller frame, replied, "This has to be a side effect of the potion. We need to figure out how to reverse it!"

Theodore, fumbling with Y/n's wand, muttered, "Reverse? Right, get the potions book." They huddled over the textbook, their fingers flipping through pages, searching for a solution.

In the midst of their frantic search, Y/n muttered, "This is insane. How did we manage to brew a body-swapping potion accidentally?"

Theodore, now reading aloud, answered, "Apparently, an excessive amount of leech juice amplifies the potion's effects. We've brewed a week-long body-swap potion. Great."

Y/n, realizing the gravity of the situation, sighed, "A week? In each other's bodies?"

Theodore nodded grimly, "Seems like it. We better make the best of it and try not to draw attention."

As they reluctantly accepted their predicament, the common room door creaked open. Pansy Parkinson, always curious, stepped in and looked at them quizzically. "What's going on? You two seem... different."

Y/n, attempting to imitate Theodore's nonchalant demeanor, replied with an awkward smile, "Oh, nothing, just experimenting with a new charm."

Pansy, raising an eyebrow, shrugged and left them to their devices. As the door closed, Y/n and Theodore exchanged uneasy glances, realizing that the challenges of adapting to each other's lives had just begun.

**Part 4: The Realization**

The following morning, Y/n and Theodore wandered awkwardly through Hogwarts in each other's bodies, garnering curious looks from fellow students. Their footsteps echoed in the corridor as they headed to the library, hoping to find a solution within the dusty tomes.

Y/n, still adjusting to Theodore's taller frame, grumbled, "I feel like a giraffe. How do you manage like this?"

Theo, struggling with Y/n's more delicate features, retorted, "Well, at least I don't have to crane my neck to see the top shelf."

They entered the library, earning stern glares from Madam Pince, who clearly disapproved of their presence. Y/n scanned the shelves while muttering, "We need to find something about reversing body-swaps. It can't be that uncommon, right?"

Theodore, riffling through a book, replied, "I hope so. I'd rather not spend the whole week trying to be you."

Y/n chuckled, "Trust me, being you isn't a walk in the park either."

They delved into the books, whispering incantations and searching for clues. Y/n, growing more frustrated, muttered, "This is impossible. We're stuck like this."

Theodore, attempting to reassure, said, "We'll find a way. We just need to keep looking."

Suddenly, Y/n's eyes widened as they stumbled upon a section about accidental body-swaps. "Wait, I think I found something. There's a reversal spell, but we need Occamy eggshells and Dragon Claws."

Theodore leaned in, peering at the page, "Where on earth are we going to find those?"

Y/n thought for a moment, "Snape’s storerooms. We'll need someone to gather the ingredients for us."

Theodore grinned mischievously, "Leave that to me. I'll be back before you know it."

As Theodore left the library, Y/n sighed, "This week is turning out to be more complicated than I ever imagined."

Theodore snuck into Snape's storeroom. The dimly lit room was filled with an array of magical ingredients, jars, and peculiar specimens. Theodore whispered to himself, "Occamy eggshells and Dragon Claws... Where would Snape keep those?"

Back in the library, Y/n's focus was momentarily broken when Draco approached her. Draco, not recognizing Y/n in Theodore’s body, said, "You left your diary in the common room, man. You should thank me, Pansy almost read it."

Y/n, surprised by the unexpected courtesy, took the diary and mumbled a thank you. As Draco turned to leave, curiosity got the better of Y/n. With Theo’s diary in hand, she couldn't resist the temptation to sneak a peek.

Flipping through the pages, Y/n discovered his innermost thoughts, penned down in ink. The revelations hit like a storm – Theodore Nott had a crush on her. The words spoke of admiration, subtle attempts to get closer, and a longing that had remained hidden beneath the surface. Y/n's heart raced as the implications of Theodore's feelings sank in.

Meanwhile, Theodore, now with the Occamy eggshells and Dragon Claws in hand, exited Snape's storeroom and found himself unexpectedly bumping into Pansy in the hallway.

Pansy, raising an eyebrow, remarked, "Y/n, you seem a bit off today. Everything alright?"

Theodore, momentarily taken aback, stammered, "Yeah, just... you know, potion mishap things. Nothing to worry about."

Pansy, oblivious to the body-swap, continued, "I wanted to talk to you about Theo. You two have been spending a lot of time together. Did you finally get the guts to ask your loverboy out?"

Theodore, shocked by Pansy's revelation, managed to say, "What? No, we're just working on a potion project together. Nothing more."

Pansy smirked, "Sure, girl. Just remember, you can tell me anything."

As Pansy walked away, Theodore, still processing the newfound knowledge about Y/n's feelings, made his way back to the library. However, he decided to keep the revelation to himself for now, unsure of how to navigate the delicate situation.

Back in the library, Y/n, their heart still pounding from Theodore's confession in the diary, awaited Theodore's return, unaware of the brewing storm of emotions and revelations that would soon reshape the dynamics of their relationship.

Theodore entered the library with a conflicted expression, struggling to process the bombshell that Pansy had dropped. As he approached Y/n, still immersed in the library's sea of books, he hesitated before saying, "Found the ingredients. Snape's storeroom is like a labyrinth."

Y/n looked up, and the air seemed to crackle with tension. "Good. Let's get started on brewing this reversal potion. The sooner we fix this, the better."

Theodore, attempting nonchalance, replied, "Right, no need to spend any more time in each other's shoes than necessary."

As they set up their makeshift potion-making station in a secluded corner of the library, Y/n couldn't help but notice the subtle changes in Theodore's demeanor. "Is everything alright, Theo?"

Theodore hesitated for a moment, then sighed, "It's just... Pansy. She asked if we were dating. I had no idea she thought that way."

Y/n, suppressing a smirk, responded in Theodore's deep voice, "Well, the Slytherin Prince might have some admirers."

Theodore, looking genuinely perplexed, said, "This isn't a joke, Y/n. I've never considered... you know, us."

Y/n, in Theodore's body, raised an eyebrow, "Really? Never?"

Theodore's eyes shifted, revealing an unspoken truth. "I mean, we're friends, right? But I never thought..."

Y/n felt her heart drop, "It's complicated. But, I found something interesting in your diary."

Theodore's eyes widened, "You read my diary?"

Y/n, in a teasing tone, replied, "Couldn't resist. Turns out, you've got a crush on me. Who would've thought?"

Theo blushed, a rare sight for the usually composed Slytherin. "Look, Y/n, it's not like I planned for you to find out this way."

Y/n, placing a reassuring hand on Theo's, said, "No harm done. Let's just focus on fixing this mess for now."

Theo, grateful for Y/n's understanding, nodded. "Okay. Let's brew this reversal potion and put an end to this madness."

As they gathered the ingredients and followed the intricate steps of the potion, the air became charged with tension.

Y/n, breaking the silence, said, "You know, Theodore, being in your shoes for a while... it's not as easy as it seems."

Theodore, stirring the potion with a thoughtful expression, responded, "Same goes for me, Y/n. Your life is more complicated than I thought."

They continued the delicate process of brewing, occasionally sharing anecdotes about their respective lives. The library, once a sanctuary of knowledge, transformed into a confessional where Y/n and Theodore laid bare their thoughts and emotions.

As the potion neared completion, Theodore looked at Y/n, a hint of vulnerability in his eyes. "I never expected this potion mishap to bring us to such a revelation."

Y/n, smiling, replied, "Sometimes, the unexpected moments reveal the most about us."

With the reversal potion finally completed, they stood back, glancing at each other with a mix of relief and newfound understanding. The potion shimmered with the promise of returning them to their original selves.

Theodore, extending a hand, said, "Shall we do the honors, Y/n?"

She nodded, "Together, then."

As they recited the incantation, a burst of magical energy enveloped them, and the library seemed to sigh in relief. The world spun and then the magic settled.

Y/n and Theo, now back in their own bodies, found themselves standing in the dimly lit hallway outside the library. The air between them hung heavy with anticipation, the newfound awareness lingering like a spell in the enchanted air.

Theo, his eyes filled with a mixture of nervousness and longing, gently brushed a strand of hair from Y/n's face. "So, um, about what happened in the library..."

Y/n, giving Theo a playful smirk, let out a soft laugh, "You mean the part where you've been hiding a secret crush on me? Seems I've been oblivious to the Slytherin Prince's affections."

Theo blushed, a warmth spreading across his cheeks, "Well, when you put it that way..."

Y/n, closing the distance between them, reached out to trace a gentle path along his jawline, "No need to be embarrassed, darling. It's surprising, but in the most enchanting way."

Theodore, captivated by Y/n's touch, looked into their eyes with a mix of relief and anticipation. "Surprising, huh? I wasn't sure how you'd take it."

Y/n, sincere and tender, whispered, "Truth is, I never expected this either. But I’m glad it happened"

Theodore’s fingers delicately entwined with Y/n's as he leaned in closer, his breath mingling with Y/n's. "So, how do you feel about... us?"

Y/n, their lips mere inches apart, whispered, "I like you Theo. More than you know."

Theodore, sensing the unspoken desire, leaned in, their lips meeting in a soft, lingering kiss. As they hesitantly pulled back, Y/n, feeling a surge of courage, pulled him back for another.

Theodore, his gaze filled with adoration, replied, "Be mine, Y/n. I can’t go a day longer without you by my side."

#Theodore Nott #Theo #Nott #x Reader #Pansy parkinson #Draco Malfoy #Theodore Nott x reader #Snape #theodore nott x reader #theodore nott x you #House elves #Potions

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iamnmbr3 · 15 days

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i know i can't let this go but WHY did JKR retcon the house elves the way she did. when we first meet dobby harry is horrified by his enslavement. and the people who own him are the malfoys - a villain coded family. and harry frees him in the end of the book. so far so good. but then we find out that slavery is rampant in the wizarding world and hogwarts where the good guys are is run by an army of slaves. and only hermione is upset by this and it's treated as a running joke that she thinks slavery is bad. and it's retconned that dobby is just weird for wanting freedom from the family that regularly abuses him. ???????????!!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?

#Harry Potter #house elves

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marauderstars · 1 year

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Ways J.K Rowling did poc dirty in canon:

Making the last name of one of her most powerful black characters “Shacklebolt” - a crude af reference to slavery and just in very poor taste.

Naming her only east Asian character “Cho Chang” - a Korean surname as a first name for a Chinese character - proving she did no research whatsoever into Chinese naming traditions.

Cho’s characterization also leans in to the trope of tragic Asian female characters being defined by their romantic connections to white men, as in “Miss Saigon” or “A Quiet American.” Cho’s storyline centers on her romantic involvement with Cedric, Harry and Roger Davies. She gets no meaningful arc of her own.

The sidekick-ification of Lee Jordan.

Michael Corner being referred to as “the dark one” which is bad enough, and then him being whitewashed in the films.

Pansy Parkinson’s comment about Angelina Johnson’s braided hair looking like “worms” goes completely unpunished. Rowling treats this as standard bullying instead of a racially-charged comment. Rowling clearly didn’t understand the serious implications of this comment and its rooting in deeply-ingrained discrimination against black hairstyles, or she would have written a similar reaction to this as she did to that of Hermione being called a “Mudblood.”

House Elves as a metaphor for slaves is highly problematic because they are depicted as “liking” their enslavement and being complicit in it, much like the black slaves in “Gone With The Wind.” Despite Dobby being a beloved character, he is also seen as an anomaly for desiring freedom, and many other House Elves are depicted as grotesque, fawning, ridiculous or sinister. Pretty garbage metaphor for black slaves.

In Goblet of Fire Rowling describes a group of “African” wizards wearing “long white robes” and “roasting what looked like a rabbit on a bright purple fire.” This is just… *sigh* The way this is worded is very clearly just token exoticism and includes no genuine detail about their clothing, cultural food or nationality. It’s just “wow those zany rabbit-eating Africans and their purple fire.” Once again black characters are being used as examples of otherness rather than shown as human beings.

Rowling has openly admitted that she created a detailed backstory for Dean Thomas, one of the series’ few black characters, but did not include it in the books and included the backstory of Neville Longbottom, a white character, instead.

Approving the casting of a white actress in the role of Lavender Brown in the films, a character the majority of readers assumed was black.

The portrayal of Blaise Zabini’s “famously beautiful” black mother who was known for offing her husbands and taking their money. Like. Come on. Tbh she sounds like a queen but violent woc gold digger is still a shit trope.

Just the entire treatment of the Patil twins at the Yule Ball, the way Harry and Ron treated them and Rowling’s garbage attempt at describing their traditional clothing.

Padma Patil’s portrayal in Cursed Child as the stereotypical controlling Indian wife. The idea of ending up with her instead of Hermione being positioned as some kind of horrible alternate reality for Ron had very xenophobic undertones, and while Hermione is portrayed as black in the play, I don’t believe that Rowling originally intended her to be a black character nor that casting directors deliberately set out to cast a black actress as Hermione in Cursed Child initially.

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theprettieststarfr · 27 days

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The first time I read the Harry Potter books I was 7, and so I read them in Russian. Despite the HORRIBLY translated edition that I read (Maria Spivak), where Hagrid is Ogrid and Madam Hooch is Madam Samogoni, which directly translates to "Madam Moonshine".

But some names were unchanged, like Harry and James and Sirius etc, but what I wanna talk about is Regulus. He was still Regulus Arcturus Black.

Р.А.Б., read "R-A-B", same as in English.

The thing is, if not for the fullstops, it would be an another word that exists in Russian - раб, directly translating to "slave".

And I laughed at this when I was young, at the pun that this made. But now that I think about it, it makes sense

Regulus was sort of a slave in the Black household. In terms of ideals and beliefs that his parents imposed. He got sorted into Slytherin, he became a death eater, he obeyed his parents and in the words of Sirius was "a better son than him". Regulus also defended Kreacher from Voldemort, and Kreacher was also, essentially, a slave in the household.

So yeah, just something to think about

#marauders #dead gay wizards #hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry #marauders era #sirius black #regulus black #sirius and regulus #most noble and ancient house of black #house of black #walburga black #orion black #hocrux #voldemort #wizarding world #first wizarding war #russian #harry potter #kreacher #house elves

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swiftiereg · 1 month

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„A man will die, but not his ideas“ except its Regulus Black and Hermione Granger about the slavery House Elves endure.

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severussnapemylove · 3 months

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The House Elves have been watching “I Love Lucy” 😂

#hogwarts legacy #i love lucy #house elves

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thecarnivorousmuffinmeta · 9 days

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Do you think there's a way to keep House Elves in the Harry Potter series without the whole... slavery thing?

Like, make it so they House Elves are like Brownies from British folklore. They like wizards and they like helping them out, but it's clear they can leave whenever they want and if you insult or abuse them they can make you regret it.

It's just the Pureblood families like the Malfoys or Blacks that have found a way to exploit their House Elves but they keep it under wraps so no one else knows about it.

I mean, there's "mysterious things that help you out and you leave milk for them and shit, and you never really see them, and they may or may not do the odd household chores when you're not looking" and there's "live in visible servants who have to follow your every command and aren't given clothes to wear and physically punish themselves if they fail orders because of weird binding contracts".

JKR could have had brownies but those are very different than what she described and what she clearly wanted in her books. (This isn't the first time of this, JKR is dead set on the basilisk being a snake instead of, you know, a rooster-dragon-toad-snake thing, we missed some real chances for Harry to hear mysterious clucking noises from inside the pipes).

As it is, if she did what you describe, then the plot JKR would want to talk about (Harry derp) would get derailed by "oh my god we have to do things about the house elves" which is admittedly what happens in book 4, and Hermione is told to shut the fuck up and sit down already.

JKR clearly wanted house elves to be what they're depicted as, have them as major plot elements in the way she had, but never actually do anything to address this giant societal problem or even admit it is a problem beyond "Dobby died a free elf" (as Dobby dies in a conflict that has nothing to do with him).

I just don't see how we could have a non-problematic house elf plotline. You guys are just going to have to let Dobby go.

#harry potter #harry potter meta #harry potter headcnaon #house elves #anti house elves #meta #headcanon #opinion

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yoshitsuno · 6 months

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Hogtober Day 11 : House elves

A little drawing of our dear friend Deek. I'm really glad we get to interact with him, he brings so much to the story too. He deserves to be drawn 💖

#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy fanart #hogwarts legacy fanfic #fanart #hogtober #inktober2023 #inktober #inktober challenge #art challenge #inktober prompts #deek #deek hogwarts legacy #house elves #house elf

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solarisburns · 2 months

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there's a world out there where Regulus did tell the others about the horcrux's, that between all of them they would manage to hit them all at once. Most people went in pairs but Regulus knew what was waiting for him, knew no one would let a singular person drink the poison on their own, knew that Voldemort had spelled the the poison to keep multiplying until every wizard there had drank enough to be killed. He knew that if they both drank the poison neither would survive, so he made them let him go alone, saying he would have kreacher fro company. He knew what was going to happen but he had made his peace with it. His life for his friends was a price he would pay any day of the week.

Regulus may never make it home, but the others do. the others celebrate for each successful mission, but as the hours tick on they start to worry because Regulus isn't back yet. when kreacher comes back, locket in hand, they know. And when sirius demands an explanation and kreacher, his true master dead, explains. Regulus may have told them the secret to end the war but he would not be there to see it. he died a stupid selfless hero and they all hate him for it, just a little. but then again grief has always been good at hiding in the most unexpected places.

#regulus oh regulus your a tragedy in every world aren't you?#the reason kreacher was able to drink the poison and escape was that voldemort never viewed house elves as threats #so he made it only wizards had to drink enough to mass murder. kreacher was just a test that it would cause pain #also i completely had to bullshit a reason why he wouldn't bring someone with him and not make him die in front of them #im not that cruel... maybe next time #marauders era #hogwarts #regulus black #sirius and regulus #kreacher #house elves #voldemort #first wizarding war #sirius black #marauders #horcrux #harry potter #hp #hp marauders

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nizar-dreams · 9 months

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As amazing as Fantastic Beast is with all of the interesting creatures and additional lore, I loathe the take on the American Magical World. And not because American pride (‘Merica🇺🇸🦅🇺🇸🦅🇺🇸🦅) but because that might work in New York, but that social structure sure as fuck don’t work the farther west you get.

Each state is different, it gives them their charms, and each state also has… drumroll please 🥁🥁🥁🥁

NATIVE AMERICANS!!! Yes the people who’ve been on these lands since before the first of the 13 colonies even existed!!!

Can you imagine Magical America? The creatures who lived alongside tribes? The giant forests? Hell, the other sentient beings like the centaurs, goblins, elves, etc.? Imagine:

The great Rivers and Lakes guarded by the merfolk and swimming with the great salmons, occasionally assisting the tribes along their borders so they all may share what the waters have to offer them

The great Plains and Forests with centaur tribes being mighty and powerful, guardians of the lands and occasionally allying with the human tribes

Elves that are still short but mighty and healthy and who get mistaken for native children when they live alongside human tribes

Goblins living deep in the caves of mountains, living happily with little human interaction besides for trading for safe passages and materials.

Imagine the werewolves loving their inner wolves and having their own tribes and living peacefully in their homes.

Imagine that, for thousands, and hundreds of years they lived in peace, occasionally waring against themselves but things happen of course but they way the magic and earth had never been so healthy as it was. Gods imagine Yellowstone or the Grand Canyon? Or the Mojave Desert? The great basins, the plateaus…

And then, when the Europeans started claiming the land that the magical beings fought to protect the lands they have lived on for centuries, the creatures of the forest hiding the remnants of their great lands from human eyes and hands, protecting the magic that slowly dies as the land gets destroyed and the magical beings who called those lands home started to die and could no longer protect the land.

That they tried to cling and hide and fight for their homes with whatever they could, but when the magical Europeans got involved it just went to hell for the magical beings.

The Native Reservations, National Parks/Lands, and deep into the mountains, are some of the few places that magical creatures can live in relative peace. The centaurs are not as many, and the elves either live on the reservations or the forests. The goblins are not like their European kin, but they are not the same as they were, now instead of trade for safe passage it is trade for protection of human materials or trading for goblin creations. The merfolk have perished in most lakes and rivers where humans have polluted or hunted their food to extinction. The magical creatures who once lived on the land are either hunted down for sport or for being declared born of hell.

Now imagine Ilvermorny, created by a mother who wanted her children to learn magic, and turned into a way for tribes to take shelter and teach their ways as well as learn other ways for magic. The school cropping up in the midst of Magical Americas downfall becomes a place that the few tribes not driven out of their home learn different form of magic while creating a foundation for Native American magic to survive and be taught in the school. Imagine multiple sister schools (because America is too big for there ti be only one school) to the original Ilvermorny being created to teach, to embrace and preserve a culture they refuse to let be erased.

Years later and it is a core course that gets taught, and keeps a part of a culture alive that was on the bring of complete erasure.

Imagine that when African slaves started appearing and become enslave, those who escaped and found themselves at Ilvermorny schools, they started teaching their magics as well. Then as more minorities started to appear in America, so did the lessons in certain Ilvermorny schools where these minorities were prevalent.

America is a cauldron full of magical cultures being mixed, and Ilvermorny is the first to openly teach different magical cultures. The southern schools involve more Mexican, Spaniard, some French, and African magical courses, while the north is more French. The east coast is more influenced by British magics, while the west coast is influenced by the Spaniard, Chinese, and Russian.

They all had their own mix and all have the main course shared by the people who lived their first, but magical america is sooo much more more fascinating and so young still! There is still so much that I can’t possibly cover without a month of research! And we haven’t even reached the southern hemisphere!

Fantastic Beast is great, but it’s missing the uniqueness and complexity of America. And I can only dip a finger into the endless possibilities of the magical American world.

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