Supposedly. Hermione was starting to wonder about that. A crease formed on her forehead as this thought lessened the comfortable ease of her daily tea ritual. Arkham, along with some other towns in wizarding New England, was full of Dark wizards. Tom was awfully interested in that, if his first letter—full of eagerness to visit the famous Miskatonic Institute of Advanced Magic, the closest thing wizards had to a university—was indicative.