With the capture of Verandi Farley and several high-ranking Trossach members, the British wizarding world has finally caught a break. The rate of rogue werewolf attacks have started dropping at a steady rate and, hopefully, things will stay that way. The Ministry is starting to loosen some restrictions, like not arresting werewolves standing on the street for loitering, however there’s still an obvious power imbalance between wizardfolk and werewolves.
The Cotswolds pack are continuing to advocate for the rights of werewolves and petitioning to change the legislation that has been set in motion by the current Minister for Magic, whilst the remaining Trossachs members are trying to stay out of the spotlight and keep a low profile… for now.
Whilst the British wizarding world seems to have calmed down, the same cannot be said for over in Northern Europe where a rebellion of magical creatures has risen. The state of things has gotten so bad that the European Ministry has enacted protocols to protect those under eighteen whilst their adult witches and wizards fight to keep control of their countries.
Students from Durmstrang have been sent to Hogwarts to keep them safe and those not old enough to attend school have been sent to live with relatives or designated British Ministry officials outside of Europe for the time being.
Will the low rates of werewolf attacks in Britain continue? How long will Durmstrang students stay at Hogwarts? Will the creatures usurp the wizardfolk in Northern Europe? Only time will tell.
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Nightmares were not really his thing. Edmund always dreamed about the universe, the fun things he could discover but tonight, tonight he was dreaming of something that terrified him. The young slytherin had gotten out of bed, wishing his brother was here to comfort him and just headed for the common room with his blanket in his arms. Edmund knew he wasn't always the best brother he could be, to either Ezra or Viola but he tried, he tried so hard to help them understand the world he sees rather than the world they see. 
"Edmund, " The half-veela replied with a small smile as she walked in with her dark green hoodie and short gray shorts, holding her cat and her fuzzy sherpa blanket in her arm. She could normally sleep alright, but it sounded like a troll passed out in the girl's dorms. She wasnt sure who was snoring so loudly, but she figured it was better to head down to the common room rather than banging on doors to silence the noise. Loud noise versus loud noise seemed rather counter productive. She took a seat near him on another chair with a smile as she settled in.