Carlos nodded. “Yeah, of course,” he agreed. “It’s just that we had a big scare with the Salem Witch Trials back since even before the United States became a thing, and then there was another scare in the 1910s or so… so MACUSA tried to get a handle on everything and keep children from performing magic when they were too young. I guess… we have enough issues with accidents. Then again, the US is a big country so… maybe the government is a bit stricter because there’s more wizards to deal with?”
“Ah, yeah, that’s right, I always forget about that shit.” He sighed, shaking his head slightly as he thought back to history lessons about the plight of American witches and wizards being found out by their muggle neighbors. “I s’pose it makes more sense considering that past, but I’m still not sure I could handle having my wand taken. Not sure so much secrecy is needed anymore either, I think muggles would be ready to accept magic these days, don’t you?”
Carlos hesitated to answer. “Eh…” he started, “I dunno. At
this point there isn’t any cooperation between the American and No-maj
government. And there’s still even some stiffness between the Native American
wizards and the ones descended from immigrants, so it’d be tough to even start
doing a reveal. And America is full of so many different kinds of people… I
have no idea what it’d be like if they found out about magic, but I’m honestly
a little scared of what might happen. I wouldn’t be surprised if the Westboro
Baptist Church decided to start a new anti-witch crusade or ‘blood atonement’ thing because we’re ‘all
going to hell’ or something like that…”