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Dear Followers

Hello Everyone,

Its been quite a while and on behalf of the Mods of this page we wanted to reach out to everyone who has followed, reblogged, written in, and generally supported this blog even in the years since we’ve provided...well, any updates at all. It had honestly been over a year since I last logged onto this blog to check updates, and I did so today because A) everything going on right now made me desperately miss this head canon and B) I saw a new submission on a project I assumed people had long since lost an interest in...

This blog was and still is very much a project of love and devotion during a time when all three mods found themselves with both the time and the need for this sort of outlet. Some of you may have noted that this blog began to flag a bit during the rise of Donald Trump and the inevitable aftermath of his election. Some of you have also probably noted our blog started going quiet when J.K. Rowling started claiming the canon for the USA. Neither of these reasons were entirely the whole purpose, but they did contribute to our lack of posting.

You see I started this page back when I was in law school, and invited two of my oldest and closest friends, both in life and in fandom, to join me in growing the head canon. Since then, all three of us have been through a lot. I’ve graduated (of course) and gone on to be a full time attorney, which is extremely time consuming. I’ve married my husband/partner, adopted two beautiful cats (re-homed from owners who couldn’t care for them anyone), and spend a lot of my time with them. My other mods have also moved on with their lives as they’ve gotten busier (if you haven’t checked out “From Unseen Fire” by Cass Morris one of my fellow mods’ authorial debut, I highly suggest it - and yes that is my shameless plug on her behalf).

So...with growing responsibilities and outside commitments it became a lot harder to maintain this blog, especially against some of the backlash we were starting to receive from supporters of JK’s canon, the general toxicity all too common in most fandom from every side of the aisle, and frankly a desire to leave the digital space to try and contribute more to the fight out in the real world, where our privilege, backgrounds, training, and education might make a difference.

And now, once again (and perhaps as always) the US is at a cross roads. History is happening outside. A lot of our followers and friends are already on the front line of it, and if you are a member of the protests or working to try and make a positive change out there, we here at American Wizarding salute you and we hope you are keeping safe.

This Blog is Not Dead. I very much want to come back here one day and keep creating. We will still accept submissions and I promise I will try to be better about sharing those. I hope that our commitment to diversity and celebrating the best in America while addressing some of the worst through the lens of fiction has given some of you enjoyment. I hope this has been a safe place for those of you who didn’t always feel like you had one, even in a fiction as comforting as Harry Potter has been for many of us. I hope you are all safe, and well, and happy, and doing whatever part you can, no matter how small you think it is (and I assure you, no part is too small), to make the US into the country we know it can be, with or without magic.

Sincerely,

John, Laveau Academy, Class of 2006, “From Many Streams a River Flows “

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I just discovered AWC yesterday and I am so happy that I did. I love J.K. Rowling but one school for the whole country didn’t feel right to me. I thought I’de share what my idea of what 5 of the 7 school crests look like. 5 because I’ve seen AA’s and I am drawing a blank for LAO. I apologize if there’s already crests and colors out there, I haven’t been able to find them and I’m still a novice to Tumblr. The runes on the Black Gate crest spell out: Blood and lake, Sky and stone, Spark and wave, Star and bone. And the Alligator on LA’s is the digit for house Reed from GOT. Thank you for these 7 schools and for your imaginations.

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The legal strictures many magical nations have in place preventing magical tampering with normally Muggle artifacts are practical protections meant to both maintain the secrecy of the magical world while also preventing Muggles from accidentally coming into possession of dangerous magical objects they have no means of controlling. Many a Muggle horror story has roots in non-magical people getting their hands on cursed monkey-paws, teleporting wardrobes, and purses containing everything from vanishing gold to hurricane force winds.

 In the AWC, however, these restrictions are notably weaker. In a nation where the magical populace is allowed extensive freedom in their magical practices so long as they do no actual harm and don’t actively endanger the secrecy in which all wizardingkind survives, there is perhaps an unsurprising amount of what many American mages refer to as “tinkering.” And of all the Muggle mechanisms that capture the hearts and imaginations of American Mages, none has made quite the same impact as the automobile.

Mage mechanics, sometimes quaintly referred to as ‘Artificers,’ have shops set up across every region of the AWC. Though their businesses sometimes exist right out in the open, and cater for Muggle as well as magical clientele, many of the most respected craftsmen and enchanters have set up shop well out of the way of easy discovery by mundane eyes. Luckily for their clients, however, most magical cars have no trouble reaching the shop, even when it is hidden in the heart of a swamp or on the bottom of a river, and most repairmen will perform house-calls for significant problems. As the Department of Secrecy and Obfuscations holds every Artificer personally responsible for the artifacts they craft or tamper with, most are only too happy to visit a Wizarding family with a hiccuping station-wagon or a sedan whose spatial warping spells cause it to shrink or grow unpredictably, rather than face stiff fines.

A startling 70% of magical families in the AWC possess an automobile of some sort. Even the staunchest and wealthiest of pureblood families would not be seen without their bewitched limousines, decked out with disillusionment paint jobs, foe-glass windows, portable alchemy labs, and internal plumbing. While the American apparition network is well maintained and preferable for long distance travel, most Wizarding families prefer to blend in to Muggle life for local travel, though, of course, most Mages don’t actually have to worry about parking or gridlock. The most common enchantments on Wizarding vehicles tend to be specifically designed to navigate easily through traffic, find parking, and eschew gasoline. Of course, Wizards must still possess driver’s licenses in order to operate a motor vehicle on Muggle roads and highways, the test for which is significantly more complicated than the mundane equivalent and is performed by the Department of Trade Regulation and Transportation.

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Memo to Johanna Margales, Department of Magical Creatures (CMR)

Require your assistance in closing DSO Case 3377B: Harold Carver. Carver has been apprehended and his court date is pending, but in the meantime, we require the assistance of your department to dis-enchant his flock of pelicans. Carver had ensorcelled them to fish on his behalf, but they have now taken to dumping fish on the heads of any human they see and mobbing them with the expectation of reward. This is distressing to the Muggles living in the area and could potentially deplete the natural resources of Atchafalaya Bay. Please advise and dispatch one of your waterfowl-experienced operatives to restore these pelicans to their natural behavior.

--Clarity Williams, Department of Secrecy and Obfuscation

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International Relationships Profile: the AWC and Russia (Imperial, IBS, and RMM)

The history of relations between the magical community of Russia and the AWC is a long and turbulent one. As one of the earliest nations to recognize the independence of the USA and AWC from its British forebears, Russia was, for a long period of time, one of the American Wizarding Confederation’s closest allies from its founding until the 20th century. Though largely removed geographically, Russia entertained trade both mundane and sorcerous with the colonies, and when the dust had settled and the AWC established itself as an independent power, embassies were established in both Moscow and the muddy swamp that would grow into the nation’s capitol.

The Civil War marked the first break between Russia’s Muggle aristocracy and its magical population when it came to its sentiments towards the AWC. While the Russian throne and its Muggle governance tacitly supported the Union, the noble rulers of Russia’s wizards and witches were quietly cheering on the South, feeling a strong connection to their Purist peers. Since the enactment of the Statute of Secrecy in Russia, Purism had become the political doctrine dujour of the magical elite. Given its immense size and the troubles of governance, certain noble and well established Pureblood families had been given more or less absolute authority in small regions to oversee the magical population, leading to extensive discrimination and abuses against Muggleborns, Half-Bloods, and non-human magical beings.

These changes were the kindling that would lead to the next great strain in AWC and Russian relations. Even as Muggle stormed the halls of power in 1917, and cast down the Emperor Nicholas II and his family, the muggleborn and half-blooded wizards and witches rose up to tear down the Pureblooded families that had long reigned over them. The conflict took nearly five years to settle, and even as Red Russians fought White Russians in the streets of Moscow, red-robed wizards assaulted the hidden manses and palace of ancient and noble aristocrats. Though better trained and better armed (many poor wizards and witches had been denied wands, while others were not even given more than the most remedial schooling) the Pureblooded families eventually caved to the growing power of the Bolshevik and Soviet sorcerers. By 1925 the Brotherhood of Soviet Sorcerers was the new national power out of Russia, and began making overtures towards spreading its influence in eastern Europe.

The AWC was immediately suspicious of this new world power, and after the defeat of Nazi Germany and Grindelwald (the Nazi’s secret, magical patron) the BSS proved its intentions to the AWC by annexing much of eastern Europe under the cover of the USSR. The BSS officially became the IBS, the International Brotherhood of Sorcery. By this point, AWC officials claim, the revolutionary and almost admirable goals of the original revolution had been forgotten as corruption sank into the leadership of the IBS. Already the magical government of Russia had enforced a strict standardization of magic, a forced compact of government and military service on its magical populace, and, according to rumor, had started an forced-breeding program to promote a larger magical population. The whispers of dark experiments being done on political dissidents in sorcerous, Siberian gulags put the international community on edge.

The Cold War between the AWC and IBS was just as frigid and vicious as the conflict between the USA and USSR. Undercover operations put into place by a joint taskforce of the DSO, Auror’s Board, and Department of National Defense ran numerous secret missions trying to destabilize the IBS internally. Special agents (including the Allegiance Academy’s current headmaster, Jonas Hill) rallied dissidents within the nation, working with parties many within the AWC found…distasteful: criminal syndicates, rebel werewolf packs, hag covens, vampire hives, and those few remaining Pureblood families who resented the communist philosophies of the new ruling class. Meanwhile, Russian spies worked, with minimal success, to use racial tensions in the AWC to weaken the nation’s resolve, and attempted, with slightly more success, to influence members of the government with promises of wealth and power.

As between the USA and USSR, there were few direct conflicts between AWC forces and the IBS, but a number of close calls. In 1976, AWC Aurors and IBS Boyekolds (battle sorcerers) came close to open conflict in Transylvania, when the AWC supported the magical nation’s bid for independence from the IBS and the Soviet Sorcerers sent forces to prevent just such an occurrence. Other times nation-states were used as pawns in their struggle for dominance. Magical conflicts in Korea, China, the Middle East, and Poland were supported by both sides, leading to long lasting international conflicts.

Eventually a combination of internal dissension, external pressure, and the crumbling of the USSR’s supportive government infrastructure led to the dissolution of the IBS. The final IBS Premier, Antonia Utkin, headed the arrangements for free elections, and in 1993 she handed off the reigns of power to the first Russian Minister of Magic, Aleksie Balandin.

Relations between The Russian Ministry of Magic (RMM) and the AWC have been politely formal since the fall of the IBS. Despite attempts at democratization, however, the RMM is not without its problems. Not only have some of those corrupt leaders from the IBS managed to hold onto a great deal of wealth and influence within society, some of the AWC’s best allies in its attempts to destabilize the IBC have become their worst enemies since its collapse. Organized criminal syndicates, rebel werewolf packs, vampire hives, and, of course, the old and ever puissant Pureblood lineages have frightening amounts of control in certain parts of the country, and would like nothing more than to see the destruction of their erstwhile allies.

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American witches and wizards host a breathtaking range of pets and familiars, perhaps more than any other magical nation in the world -- because, of course, they have come from all over the world, and brought their creature companions with them.

Not owls alone carry messages, but ravens, elisi in all colors, resplendent quetzels, and even the odd well-trained bat. English Crups have been crossbred with gentler breeds, making for a variety of part-magical canines. Common garden snakes might curl around a young witch’s shoulders, and so might moon-serpents. Aquariums in magical homes boast ghost guppies and Chinese wishing fish alongside common angelfish and bright betas. And of course, Americans love their pegasi, breeding them in great numbers and taking them to the skies in their country’s still-broad-spanning wildernesses, free from the peering eyes of Muggles.

But the favorite, coast-to-coast, remains felis catus.

And perhaps that is no surprise. Since the Egyptians, humans have recognized something beyond the mundane reflected in the cat’s bright eyes, a connection to something other, something beyond.

Small wonder that magical practitioners throughout history have connected them with magic.

Small wonder that thousands of American witches and wizards continue to do so today.

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They would never have gotten involved, of course.

Astra and Stella were just girls, growing up at the Institute -- no need to ask which, for these were Virginia-born Blacks, for all they had grown up in Texas, great-grandchildren of a Georgian-era runaway. Their branch of the family had arrived on the westward side of the Atlantic with none of the pecuniary advantages some of their cousins enjoyed, but they had made good.

Black roses are hardy, and tough to root out.

Their mother had been a queen in crinolines, the beauty of her age, and she taught them pride when she gave them her name. Her husband was wealthy, a dragon blood baron, but there was little virtue in his name, plucked from nowhere, and it was already borne by five sons. On this point, Alya had been implacable: the girls were hers.

And she taught them pride.

Astra and Stella had the second-best room in the Upper House of the Institute the year their mother died, with the war already longer in the tooth than its Muggle counterpart. Wizards are stubborn, and perhaps American wizards more than most. Continuing to fight seemed an easier matter than hammering out peace. The war never touched RPI directly, but it brushed by, close enough to smell.

From their window, they watched. From their window, they listened. From their window, they gathered information.

Who would suspect the Black twins of passing information across borders? Who would suspect such sweet faces of treachery? Such delicate hands of penning such damning letters?

It was even easier at home, where their father never paid them much mind, and even less now that the South-Central region had divided amongst itself. Never enough to notice the owls that stopped by their bedroom before his study. Never enough to notice when they slipped out at night.

But not to get involved, heavens no. Not like cousin Auriga, fighting for the  Southern Alliance of American Sorcery. And they would never do anything so common as sell their information. How undignified. But they saw what they saw, heard what they heard, and knew what they knew -- and sometimes, when the circumstances seemed right, they would pass that knowledge on to those who were involved in the unpleasantness.

Let us not mistake their contributions for altruism. If Astra and Stella had any particular moral motivations, the historical record has not made note of it.

What history does know is that, between 1869 and 1875, two brothers were apprehended by the North-Eastern Aurors. One was killed, taken in an ambush in Tennessee. One found himself heavily indebted to North-Western merchants and in imminent need of emigration to Mexico. One was suspected, of all things, of spying, and summarily executed.

Proud, the girls were, and patient.

In 1875, when hostilities ended, the newly-reconstituted Aurors’ Board in Quantico received a hoard of information from an anonymous source, all of it well-documented and fit to condemn a Texas dragon blood baron for war crimes. He fled, rather than face trial, and with no other relatives left alive and untainted, the AWC saw fit to bestow his estate on his two daughters, though they did not even bear his name. His wealth, his goods, his pegasi, the mansion on the Gulf Coast, even the little property in Virginia no one knew about, except the mistress he had kept there. Every scrap of it went to Astra and Stella, as good as orphaned, alone in the world.

Pride, their mother had taught them, and how to make good.

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[Bringing this back for International Anti-Street Harassment Week]

The first time a Muggle boy shouted at Amarice Kelley on the street, she was so startled, she hardly knew how to respond.

Pure of blood and strong of will, Amarice had grown up ensconced in an all-wizarding community. There and at school, she knew everyone by name, knew what to expect from them. It had been lovely, safe, but so small. She loved the big Muggle city she now worked in, loved the noise and the bustle and the smells, loved the ingenuity of the Muggles she moved among, their resourcefulness and cleverness and humor. But this – this, she had not expected, such open vulgarity, and from a stranger.

The second time, she delivered a hexing so thorough it sent the portly electrician to St. Dymphna’s, and only a friendly cousin working at the DSO spared Amarice an uncomfortable inquiry and embarrassing mention in the Sorcery Standard.

Thereafter, Amarice learned to temper her vengeance.

A memory charm on the man who stroked her thigh on the subway made him miss his stop and an important appointment. A drop of tentacula essence in stale beer retaliated for a forced kiss at a party. A rearrangement charm cost the banker who propositioned her half a day’s work in sorting out his files. Little things, hard to trace, nothing that would draw attention from the authorities. They satisfied the momentary urge to bite back, Amarice found, but did little to quell the fury in her heart.

What baffled her even more was that the Muggle women hardly ever fought back, hardly even seemed to acknowledge the slights.

When Amarice, home on holiday, asked her parents about this strange quirk of Muggle culture, her father had huffed superciliously. “Of course they don’t know better, these Muggles,” he said. “Our boys grow up seeing what witches are capable of. That breeds respect. Muggle men might think so little of Muggle women, but wizards don’t think that way about witches.”

Her mother had a different response. She sighed, hardly looking up from her case files, and said, “Of course we’re not immune, sweetheart. It’s just difficult to express it so openly when a witch can fight back the way… well, the way you did. But it’s there. Of course, it’s there.”

And Amarice thought of the boy who’d refused to speak to her for the rest of the year when she’d turned him down as a date for the spring dance. She thought of the teacher who’d suggested that she’d overloaded her schedule in her EWE years, yet hadn’t given the same council to the male classmate with the same goal and lower grades. She thought of the mothers of several of her friends, who stayed home and kept house while their husbands jockeyed for position in the bureaucratic hierarchy.

Amarice wondered how she’d missed it until it had been shouted at her.

[Mod Note: This post is a wizarding-world response to the #YesAllWomen phenomenon that has dominated Twitter trending for several days.]

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The warmth came too early that year, far too early. Tank tops and sundresses might be an enjoyable surprise in mid-February, but they are out of the rhythm of things. Denizens of the mid-Atlantic know better than to pack away the closed-toed shoes and wool coats before April, no matter how many pops of color are starting to find their way into the natural world.

Many plants are hardy things. A daffodil will wilt and pop back up a dozen times. A crocus hardly minds a little coating of ice. Bright-burning forsythia defies a freeze.

But other blossoms are more delicate.

So they made a project of it, the visiting students from Mahoutokoro and the Herbology-specializing upper house students from RPI.

Warming charms, long-practiced in the greenhouses and fields surrounding the Randolph-Poythress Institute -- but miniaturized, a specialty of many Mahoutokoro students. A charm nestled inside each foolish bud, staving off the sudden freeze that followed the suspicious false spring. A charm that could hold for weeks, until warmer weather arrived to stay.

It took most of a week and an extended field trip, but working in pairs (under the watchful eyes of the DSO), a herd of fifteen-to-seventeen year olds saved the cherry blossoms of Washington, DC, preserving their beauty from getting nipped in the bud.

Cherry blossom viewing at night.

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Making fire out of the cold is a peculiar talent, but when the blizzard hit Black Pains, Sophie Nellsdottir was glad she had learned.

Even the best of heating and insulation charms, applied to walls and roofs with thorough regularity, can do little when it’s five below even before the winds start howling, when the snowdrifts pile up above your second story. Magic can only fight nature so far.

But ice burns, too, in its way. And a witch who was clever enough, who saw the world in the right ways, who had a bit of a penchant for turning things inside-out, might earn to make that work to her advantage.

She melted a trail from door to door, collecting every family in the town, one by one. The paths were covered up again nearly as soon as she had forged them, but it was enough. Enough to get everyone to the town hall, with blankets and boots, where their combined magics could keep a blue-flamed blaze stoked for the three days it took the sun to reappear.

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AWC Citizens are reminded that using magic to interfere with Muggle-owned technological devices is not only a violation of the International Statute of Secrecy but also a transgression of Article 7B of the Muggle Protection Act. Furthermore, the Department of Trade Regulation and Transportation requested we specify that that however amusing we might find Muggle pre-occupation with the “new” development of self-driving cars, the TRT does not recognize it as a cause for mirth, and anyone caught playing this sort of entrapment prank on unsuspecting Muggles will be getting a visit from TST officers and their local Wizarding Congressional Representative, thank you very much.

--Government-sponsored notice in The Sorcery Standard, 20 March 2017

[This story is actually sort of true! Read about it here.]

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Like many modern “fads” and “trends,” most forms of body modification actually have long and cultured histories that reach around the world. The art of tattooing, for example, has been a common cultural staple in many societies since neolithic times. It shouldn’t come as a surprise, of course, that the practices of Muggles and their magical neighbors would not be so different, even if Mages around the world were able to create effects their mundane peers couldn’t imagine.

In the modern AWC, many of these ancient arts have met and merged in the great cultural crossroads that is North America. The wayfaring inks of the Philippians met the battle wode of the ancient Celts, breeding new and fascinating enchantments the likes of which their creators had not imagined. Recent advancements in subdermal implants have been adapted into ancient sorceries that believed one’s shape inherently affected the expression of one’s magic, and numerous young Mages have found that whether it is psychological or thaumaturgical in nature, having the shape of a devil has cast a fiendish flavor to their magic.

Other transformations are more practical, but just as startling. Transformations to give a Mage the sight of a cat, or piercings that can sense the flows of back-ground magic have become very popular amongst young Mages across the AWC. Hair dyes that emote color or allow one to control the shape of their locks and tresses have flown off the shelves of magical shops, even as recipes for home brews circulate through classes and schools.

A warning must be given to any Mage, young or old, however, who pursues these sorts of transformation. While most of these effects can be achieved without surgical magics, the effects cannot always be removed without more serious and invasive procedures, and a great many of them also count as breaches of the Statute of Secrecy if they come to the attention of Muggles or their authorities. Having the night vision of a cat might be extremely useful, but when one’s eyes glow in the dark it can be quite distressing to our non-magical neighbors, and most Muggles do not see steel barbs erupt along their jaws in the presence of dangerous spirits and hostile ghosts. Even now the Department of Secrecy and Obfuscation is reviewing guidelines for which of these procedures should be outlawed and which may be allowed under special license.

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From the Sorcery Standard, page A4 - 1 July 2016

Is a New Education Standardization Act on the Horizon?

After nearly a decade of internal debate among the Council of the Seven Schools, it seems that a new Educational Standardization Act may be headed to the American Wizarding Congress for consideration.

The Council, composed of faculty representatives, board members, and distinguished alumni from all Seven Schools, is set to propose the addition of scientific principles to the Fundamentals curriculum, alongside the reading, writing, and mathematic skills currently mandated. AWC representatives Corona Black (South East district 7) and Maximilian Vasquez (North East district 4, and brother to the Head of Fundamentals at the Salem Institute) have pledged to sponsor the Act to the Congress.

“It’s long past time,” said Vasquez. “Potions, astronomy, herbology – these disciplines already call upon hard, definable science, at their hearts. But most of our children are sadly lacking in basic knowledge of biology, chemistry, and physics which could only assist them in the production of competent magic. Too, understanding the scientific method, how to test a hypothesis, how to design a controlled experiment, and so on, will impart valuable critical reasoning skills.”

Kenneth Abermacky, Head of the Potions Department at RPI, put it more simply: “If they can tell their aconite from their elbow, they can damn well learn the periodic table.”

The proposal is backed by significant members of the Department of Magical Research and Development. Dr. Naomi Agbayani, who earned an M.D. from Stanford University after her early education at LAO and prior to advanced Healing work at St. Dymphna’s Hospital, has long championed the intertwining of science and magic. “There is no reason for the two to be as disparate as they are. Once, in the days of the alchemists and sorcerers, they were indistinguishable. Now, we owe it to the healing arts, as well as those of communication and, yes, even entertainment, to give our students a thorough grounding in those components of our physical reality which affect both scientific study and magical practice.”

Though the proposal has gained popularity in recent years, it is not without its detractors. “Muggle science is an unnecessary crutch for the adept witch or wizard,” said Hubert Gworthem, an AWC representative from the Lake Central Region. “We will be weakening future generations’ understanding of magical principles if we see this measure through.” Gworthem is expected to lead opposition to this Educational Standardization Act in the AWC. (Editor’s Note: When asked for commentary on Gworthem’s position, Representative Black did offer this paper a statement, but the editorial board deemed it unsuitable for publication).

Previous ESAs formally recognized Mesa Academy, the Laveau Academy, and The Allegiance Academy as fully accredited institutions of learning (1901), made education at one of the officially recognized Seven Schools mandatory for all AWC children ages 11-17 (1901; a 1903 addendum granted exemptions for Native students who wished to be educated within their own communities), set standards for secondary schooling and vocational training (1935), and moved from disparate testing systems to the IWE-AWE-EWE system currently used in all Seven Schools (1965).

Evaluation and possible restructuring of the IWE-AWE-EWE system has been in consideration for some time, and is not likely to reach AWC consideration anytime soon.

–Report by Gervase Wynne

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Special Mod Announcement!

Friends and followers!

As we’ve noted in the past, one of your three mods is pursuing publication. Well, she’s got a book deal! From Unseen Fire, Book One of the Aven Cycle, will be released in hardcover on January 2nd, 2018 from DAW Books. And she’s launched a Patreon to help her with marketing and promotion.

She’s gonna stop talking about herself in the third person now, ‘cause this is weird. ;) 

Hi, y’all. I’m Cass, and if you’ve enjoyed the work here on American Wizarding, I feel confident you’re going to enjoy From Unseen Fire and all the peripheral world-building that goes along with it. If you like the way we think about magic here, if you like the way we build characters, if you like how we play with history and alternate reality, you’re going to like the world of Aven.

In short: I gave the ancient Romans magic to see what they would do with it. My trio of heroines are sisters who have a lot in common with the Misses Bennet, the Crawley girls, and the Schuyler sisters -- but, with magic. My male protagonist has Julius Caesar’s ambition, Tyrion Lannister’s wit, and Tom Hiddleston’s sex appeal. The nine Elements my mages wield have shaped law, custom, and culture in the world of Aven. And yes - there’s a sort-able quality to them!

So. If you’ve enjoyed the work I’ve done here over the past few years, please consider throwing some spare change my way. Every pledge just means the world to me.

In exchange, you’ll be among the first to know when exciting things happen with From Unseen Fire (like my upcoming cover reveal!) and you’ll get all sorts of behind-the-page action. I’m a research fiend, a hoarder of information, and a compulsive maker of family trees and spreadsheets and timelines, so I’ve got positively mountains of “bonus features” to share.

If even a tiny fraction of our followers here were to pledge a single dollar, it would make a huge difference in my ability to give From Unseen Fire the best possible launch.

And if as many of a third of y’all pledged a single dollar, I could make writing my full-time job. No joke. 

That would not only mean more great stuff in the Aven universe and my other original works, but I can absolutely guarantee it would mean more regular updates here in addition to all the goodies you’ll get on the patron feed. I could commit to a consistent daily update schedule again, like when we started.

Thanks so much for indulging me this time to pitch to you! Y’all are amazing, and all three mods feel so very lucky to have been able to bring stories to you for the past few years.

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Charles Attenborgh, 1770-1866

One of the AWC’s unsung heroes, Charles Attenborgh was one of the founding members of the Association of Magical Librarians and an early proponent of the public libraries that are now enjoyed by the magical public of all Seven Districts. Attenborgh was himself a Muggleborn Mage of no small distinction - having graduated from the Salem Institute at the age of 17, Attenborgh attended the then youthful Muggle institute of the University of Pennsylvania where he grew enamored of the school’s founder, the Muggle polymath Benjamin Franklin.

It is believed by magical historians that Attenborgh was deeply affected by Franklin’s death the year following his admission into the University, and took to his philosophies of public service with gusto. Upon graduation, Attenborgh returned to the Salem Institute where he established and organized the then ramshackle excuse for a school library - utilizing wand, index card, and occasionally whip, he created a cataloging system that took into account the many complexities and unique concerns with running a magical library, and became the norm for magical librarians across the entirety of the AWC.

In 1842, Attenborgh successfully garnered enough support to petition the Counsel of Northeastern States to open a public-lending library in Philadelphia. The Library was a huge hit with the public, and Attenborgh found a strong advocate in James Smithsonian, the founder of the Smithsonian Institute for Magical Knowledge (SIMK). A half-blood himself who wanted to leave his philanthropic touch on the AWC, Smithsonian used his wealth and influence in Congress to make the libraries a permanent sub-department of the SIMK, complete with federal funding.

Now there are 14 public libraries spread across the AWC, not counting the 7 libraries held by each school and the one forbidden archive held directly by the SIMK. Attenborgh passed away in 1866, where he died heroically defending a library located in Atlanta, Georgia, which had been caught in the cross fire of the opposing forces. The library survived, but Attenborgh did not. His statute guards the Atlanta branch to this day, and his portrait hangs in the library of the Salem Institute, where it is famed for assuming what was considered Attenborgh’s favorite pose in life.

 Joseph Ducreux’s 18thcentury “Le Discret,” the subject cautions the viewer to be discreet.  Or has the subject – Ducreux himself – transgressed and wants you to keep his secret?

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The first St. Patrick’s Days celebrations in the United States belonged to the Muggles.

Oh, there were Irish witches and wizards in America by that point, but when the Charitable Irish Society of Boston met for a day of worship and a hearty sit-down dinner on March 17th 1737, there were only Muggles among their number. Rumor has it a wizard in the Continental Army may have put it in General Washington’s ear, in 1780, to give the army March 17th as a holiday, but alas, the historical record fails to confirm this legend.

We certainly have wizards to thank for much of the holiday as it has become, however.

After World War II, with magical transportation between North America and the European continent easier than ever, many of the Irish whose families had emigrated in the 19th century took the opportunity to visit the homeland. And some did not return empty-handed. The New World suddenly found itself hosting not just Irish magic, but Irish magical creatures, to say nothing of enchanted tapestries, singing rocks. And, feeling more at home, the knots of Irish witches and wizards across the AWC began to act a bit more at home as well.

Most of those hauling leprechauns and Gaelic pictsies into Boston, New Hallow, Savannah, and Stoppelwald were sensible enough to mind the strictures of the International Statute of Secrecy... most of the time.

Holidays have always, after all, been a time when wizarding folk tend to wink at the law.

At a total loss to stop the annual enthusiastic outbreak of green and orange showers of sparks, and bar tabs paid with fool’s gold, the American Magical Congress determined to camouflage it instead.

Who now would notice a Metamorphmagi changing her hair color in the midst of a sea of green and orange wigs? When all of New York City is enjoying Irish whiskey, what matter the strange noises and flashes of light bursting out of the Sixth Borough? And when every Muggle in the streets is stumbling anyway, what matter if the charms and cantrips of leprechauns tangle their feet?