- Blood Status
The Dark Rider had never paid much attention to the goings on at Hogwarts. He'd had centuries to roam the dungeons at Hogwarts, and was intimately familiar with every corridor and room. It was a good place to spend time if he wanted to be alone, away from students.There were certain parts of the dungeons that students rarely went into, though he did occasionally run into the Potions professors or the Slytherin head of house. The ghost was mindlessly drifting today, passing through walls at random. He didn't much mind if he saw students or not. They rarely approached him, as they were often intimidated by his presence. This wasn't something the Dark Rider ever discouraged. He had close to nothing in common with almost all the humans in this castle.