- Messages
- 39
- Blood Status
- Muggleborn
- Relationship Status
- Too Young to Care
- Wand
- Curly 12 1/2 Inch Flexible Ivy Wand with Boomslang Venom Core
- Age
- 5/2038 (11)
Oliver had already been struggling with the idea of magic before he had even gotten to Hogwarts, but with sorting and everything now over and done with he couldn't help but to admit he was struggling even more. Sure, he wasn't going to show it. After all, it wasn't that he didn't enjoy the fact that magic was real, he somehow was a wizard and was now attending this school that was actually a huge castle. No, none of that bothered him. What did bother him was that he had practically no knowledge about it all. Why did he have magic in him when his parents didn't? What did it even mean to be a wizard? And most importantly: what does being a Gryffindor mean? Even in the short amount of time he had spend at the school, the boy had already noticed that some people seemed to value the house they were placed in more than anything. He had seen some kids look awfully disappointed during sorting, whilst others had looked ecstatic. He just didn't get it. So, in order to try and make a little more sense of things Ollie had found his way into the library, hoping to find something that could help him get a clearer picture of life at the school. However, the boy had come to a stop right in the doorway to the library. As with everything in the castle, it was more immense than he could have imagined and the first year immediately felt lost. If only he knew what to look for.