Markus Schwarz
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Mark was fairly pleased with the home he had found in New Zealand. It wasn't nearly as grand or beautiful as the Schwarz home in Germany, but it was a home nonetheless. A decent-sized apartment near the centre of the city in Auckland, he couldn't ask for much better.
He felt somewhat disgraced, the way he had moved to New Zealand. Paranoia had gotten the better of him. He knew people were starting to get suspicious, and he knew it was time to move. It was rather a shame - New Zealand was not nearly as interesting as Germany. Indeed, the only creatures he could see around the place seemed to be sheep - oh so many sheep! But he didn't have a choice. New Zealand was essentially his only option. It seemed alright, so far. He knew he was going to have to do a good job protecting his identity and hiding his associations, but he figured he'd have a fairly enjoyable time in New Zealand.
He wondered if there were any other Death Eaters in the Ministry. He had heard that some were being employed in the Hogwarts school that had recently been set up here, but he didn't know anything about the Ministry.
Mark poured himself a glass of water, and walked over to his table, placing the glass down and unscrewing the lid on his vial of ink. He felt his sister deserved a letter, as he really did feel bad about 'abandoning' her, as she put it, in Germany. A spider crawled across his hand, and he gently scooped it up and took it outside. Mark loved animals - the more frightening, the better.
Smiling to himself, he called Orkan to him, offering the owl some Owl Treats before handing him the letter, which he had sealed carefully. "Send this to Clara Schwarz, at Durmstrang," he whispered to the owl, before releasing it to fly off halfway across the world. He then grabbed his coat and headed out to the city. He was glad he had done so well in Muggle Studies at Durmstrang, even though it was the 'dud' class, and even though muggles were worse than animals. At least he knew how to get around town.
He felt somewhat disgraced, the way he had moved to New Zealand. Paranoia had gotten the better of him. He knew people were starting to get suspicious, and he knew it was time to move. It was rather a shame - New Zealand was not nearly as interesting as Germany. Indeed, the only creatures he could see around the place seemed to be sheep - oh so many sheep! But he didn't have a choice. New Zealand was essentially his only option. It seemed alright, so far. He knew he was going to have to do a good job protecting his identity and hiding his associations, but he figured he'd have a fairly enjoyable time in New Zealand.
He wondered if there were any other Death Eaters in the Ministry. He had heard that some were being employed in the Hogwarts school that had recently been set up here, but he didn't know anything about the Ministry.
Mark poured himself a glass of water, and walked over to his table, placing the glass down and unscrewing the lid on his vial of ink. He felt his sister deserved a letter, as he really did feel bad about 'abandoning' her, as she put it, in Germany. A spider crawled across his hand, and he gently scooped it up and took it outside. Mark loved animals - the more frightening, the better.
Smiling to himself, he called Orkan to him, offering the owl some Owl Treats before handing him the letter, which he had sealed carefully. "Send this to Clara Schwarz, at Durmstrang," he whispered to the owl, before releasing it to fly off halfway across the world. He then grabbed his coat and headed out to the city. He was glad he had done so well in Muggle Studies at Durmstrang, even though it was the 'dud' class, and even though muggles were worse than animals. At least he knew how to get around town.