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Prize schuko 2M Matix Bticino

O Prize schuko 2M Matix Bticino si premium elektrikani priza kerdini te śaj te pherel e trubujimata e moderne thana, te si ande khera vaj ande komercialne thana. Sar kotor katar e Matix serija, si pindžardo vash o miks e šukar, moderno dizajnosko e dureder, bare performansoske funkcionalitetosa. Akava 2-modulosko prizo akomodil e Evropake Schuko plug-ura thaj si dino 16A, so siguril o sekurno butikeripe e diferentno elektrikane aparaturengo.

Ključne karakteristike e Bticino Matix Schuko 2M Socket:

Akanutno Dizajno: O Bticino Matix Schuko socket si kerdo te shaj te pashol bi problemosko ano sakova moderno interieri. Lesko minimalistikano dikhipe del sofisticirime zidura bi te nakhel e aver dizajnoske elementura.

Baro Duripe: Kerdo katar bare kvalitetoske materijalura, o socket si kerdo te trail. Šaj te inkrel regularno utilizàcia vi anθ-e beśutne vi anθ-e bută, so kerel les jekh patǐvalo alosaripen vaś lungo-vràmaqe elektrikane solucie.

Laćhi Instalacia: O prizo si kompatibilno e diferentne elektrikane setup-enca thaj sistemurenca. Te si ke instalisares jekh socket vaj te integris les ande jekh maj kompleksno sistemo, o Bticino Matix Schuko 2M socket del fleksibilnost thaj lokho hasnipe.

Laćhipenata katar o alosaripe e Bticino Matix Schuko 2M Socket:

Siguripe: O prizo inkrel pes e strikto siguripaske standardencar, sigurindoj sigurno hasnipe e energiako vash diferentno aparatura. O Schuko dizajno, lesko andruno phanglipe, del jekh ekstra protekciako strato, so kerel les lačho te hasnil pes e bare zorake aparaturenca.

Estetikano Apelacia: Lesko šukar thaj čisto dizajno vazdel o vizualno apelacia vash sakova than. O neutralo rang thaj o kovlo agor maladjon mishto e maj but dekoraciake stilurenca, te si ke keres buti e moderne, minimalistikane, ja tradicionalne themenca.

Modularno Fleksibilitèta: O Bticino Matix Schuko 2M socket si kotor katar jekh modularno sistemo, savo del śajsaripen vaś jekh bi-problemosqi integràcia e avere Matix serijaqe komponentença. Kadi fleksibilìta si but laćhi anθ-e komercialne thana kaj e elektrikane konfiguracie śaj te paruven pes anθ-o vaxt.

Efikasno energia: Po drom e sekuritaki thaj dureder, o Bticino Matix Schuko socket si kerdo te optimizirinel o hasnipe e energiako. Lesko baro konduktiviteto siguril kaj e elektrikane aparatura len o lačho zoralo pharipe, redukindoj o xasaripe e energiako.

Idealno labăripen

Rezidencijalne thana: Perfektno vash sobe, kuhinje, thaj sobe, kote so si prioriteti e estetika thaj siguripe.

Komercialno Settingura: Laćhe vaś ofisură, thana vaś buti, thaj publikane thana, so del zor thaj lokho te labărel pes.

Te si ke keres upgrade e elektrikane sistemosqo anθ-o tiro kher vaj te instalis neve prikàcie anθ-o jekh komercialno than, o Bticino Matix Schuko 2M socket si jekh śukar, śukar thaj fleksibilno solucia. Lesko moderno dizajno, siguripaske funkcije, thaj kompatibiliteto e Schuko plugencar keren les te ovel o maj lacho alosaripe vash e električara thaj dizajneria.

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Amos Diggory | 28  | Hufflepuff | Half-Blood | Neutral  | FC: Dev Patel |

Date of birth: 1951., England

Occupation: Record Keeper for the Aurory Office

Ship: None set

Biography:

Amos grew up in the hustle and bustle of London,one of three siblings in a rather small apartment. His childhood was happy if not hectic. Both of his parents were incredibly close to their collective array of siblings; Amos spent the early parts of his life running around Diagon Alley with his cousins. Still, as loved as he was, it was hard for Amos to feel special. When he entered Hogwarts, he surprised everyone except himself when he was sorted into Hufflepuff. His cousins, seeing him as one of them, expected Amos to join them in Gryffindor. The adults in his life, aware of his smarts, expected Amos to end up in Ravenclaw. To Amos, a house that valued loyalty and kindness above anything else-taking that extra moment to make sure everyone knows their worth, sounded just like heaven.

Still, his academic talents were clear-though mostly in study over practice. His knack for organization and eye for detail lead him to be particularly good at research and left him spending a good amount of time in the library, both for studying and finding flaws in the organization system, much to Madam Pince’s annoyance. He left Hogwarts with high marks and low end desk job in the Department of Magical Games that allowed him to pursue his true passions. A massive fan of History of Magic, Amos t dreamed of leaving the country and going on archaeological digs-finding and cataloging remains of ancients lives, piecing together pieces of history to figure out what made every person special. But all that changed when he met Dahlia.

She was bold in ways he wasn’t-loud where he was quiet, fierce where he was calm. She was everything to him, and it quickly became clear that Amos would walk through fire for her-and Dahlia would let him. When Dahlia told him, tears streaming down her face, that she was pregnant, Amos assumed they were tears of joy and cried with her. They were married and moved into a new house in the countryside before she was even six months along, and then Dahlia gave Amos his greatest gift.

Cedric is perfect in every way, and Amos has spent every day of his son’s life dazzled by him. More fulfilled than he ever thought, Amos was determined to revel in what he had. Until, the day before Cedric’s first birthday, he woke up in an empty bed. Dahlia had apparently been seeing someone while he was at work, and they’d both run off to America to join a commune in Salem. Dread filled him, but it lifted when, after running to his room, he still found Cedric asleep in his crib. Determined more than ever to not let his son want for anything, Amos applied for a promotion-and got it. Now he spends his days cataloging and organizing case files, pensive memories, and photo databases for the Aurors. 

As heartbroken as he still is, a year on without his wife, Amos is tentatively ready to find someone new. In the meantime, he’s finally able to use his ideas; the Auror office is more organized than it’s been in centuries. He’s spent a lot of time developing and perfecting a much more efficient system, helping Aurors duplicate memories of their cases to store and cutting down on paperwork-saving everyone massive headaches and making him much more popular than Amos ever thought possible among magical law enforcement. He’s finally found his niche-the only thing he loves more than his work is his son. From his new cordial relationships, Amos has heard hints and rumors about a secret society set in place to help defeat the darkness he knows is rising-the paperwork and memories of their handiwork is on his desk nearly every morning. While Amos is comforted by the existence of such a group of good people, he’s not pulled to join it, interested more instead to protect what matters most to him. Amos has finally found the right person to walk through fire for-his son. 

Connections:

Edgar Bones

Arthur Weasley

Molly Weasley

Alastor Moody

Andromeda Tonks

Amelia Bones

Alice Prewett-Fortescue

Benjy Fenwick

John Dawlish

Kingsley Shacklebolt 

Current Status: Open

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— Nethony Neutralo (@theneedledrop) December 3, 2017

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Mundungus Fletcher | 26 | Ravenclaw | Half-Blood | Neutral  | FC:Caleb Landry-Jones |

Date of birth: 1956., England

Occupation: Smuggler/Thief/Auror Informant

Ship: None set

Biography:

When he’s asked about his childhood, Mundungus, Dung to his friends, likes to spin various tales. Sometimes he ran away to the circus, sometimes he was raised by wolves, sometimes the truth comes out; a houseboat disguised to look like an abandoned tugboat in the docks of Liverpool with a well meaning if not slightly neglectful single mum. She let Dung do as he pleased-and he quickly found that a smile and quick fingers could earn you decent pocket change. When he got into Hogwarts, Mundungus’s habit for sticky fingers followed him. The only magic he had use for was charms-not having the patience for Transfiguration despite the appeal of being able to change his appearance at will. Still, inspired by the home he was raised in, Dung got quite good at being able to make magical things look like muggle rubbish. Bored of school by fifth year, Mundungus skipped the Hogwarts Express and went exploring. He expected people to come look for him, and maybe they did, but he’d gotten quite good at blending in with any crowd he found himself in. Dung survived how he always had, stealing what he needed and finding value in things that no one looked at twice. 

Soon enough, Mundungus discovered Subterranean London-and the magical side that seemed to glimmer brighter than the shops up above. The people Dung met there taught him more than any classroom ever could, and he got into a ring of smugglers that finally saw the value in blending in. Dung’s knack for charms made it easy to bring in far more than what the others could, doubling the amount their band of thieves brought in in the first month. After a few years, Dung broke out on his own, bringing in bigger and more riskier goods. Fifty magic carpets were the reason for his first arrest, getting off on community service and a fine he was able to dodge. When he was caught trying to bring in Chinese Fireball eggs, he took the deal that was offered. In exchange for a few names every once in a while and minimizing the amount of international goods he brings in, the aurors largely look the other way. Still, Dung hates that he’s in the pocket of anyone. He pushes the boundaries of what he’s ‘allowed’ to do, often feeding information to those that call themselves the Deatheaters just as often as he squeals to the Aurors. Mundungus isn’t too concerned about picking a side-it all seems like an awful lot of work for things to stay the same. At home in the abandoned Underground station he’s converted into his lavishly eccentric apartment, Mundungus is pretty sure the problems of the Wizarding World are only on the surface.

Connections:

Cassiel Avery

Sawyer Scamander

Xenophilius Lovegood

Alastor Moody

Kingsley Shacklebolt

Zoe Ollivander

Current Status: Open

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Issac Bones | 19 | Hufflepuff | Half-Blood | Neutral  | FC:Nick Robinson|

Date of birth: 1960., England

Occupation: Cashier at Quality Quidditch

Ship: None set

Biography:

Isaac Bones always had big shoes to fill. Having two extremely successful older siblings made life difficult for him, even as a child. While his parents loved and doted upon him (as he was the baby), he always felt that level of expectation for him to be just like Edgar and Amelia. Problem being, Isaac was not his siblings. He wasn't born with some "greater sense of direction", he didn't have the aspirations or the work ethic of his siblings-- instead of dreaming of being in charge, he simply longed to be happy. He was "normal" and always felt as though being "normal" wasn't good enough to fit in with the rest of his family. If he had ever asked them, he would've discovered he always had been good enough for the tightly knit Bones family.

Still, Isaac was on track to be successful in his own right. His grades were decent. He had an active and healthy social life (playing for the Hufflepuff Quidditch team gave him purpose and made him feel as though it was a possible career path for him). But when his parents were killed in a freak potions accident, Isaac felt himself begin to spiral in a way that neither of his siblings were able to help him with. Being in Hogwarts felt like a prison, and so Isaac disregarded his studies and his life, allowing himself to retreat deeper and deeper inside until the person who looked at him in the mirror was a stranger.

But no one could say that the Bones' weren't as persistent as they come. Amelia and Edgar did their part to grab Isaac by the shoulders and bring him back into the present. He was able to graduate Hogwarts, though once again he was struck with the notion that he didn't know where to go or what to do. Following his siblings in Law Enforcement or Healing wasn't an option, though he knew that his heart didn't want that regardless. His father always told him that he could be whatever he wanted to be, but his words felt like a distant memory. At present, Isaac hops from opportunity to opportunity, hoping that something eventually sticks.

Connections:

Sturgis Podmore

Tilden Toots

Daisy Hookum

Charity Burbage

Edgar Bones

Amelia Bones

Status: Open

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Sybil Trelawney | 22 | Ravenclaw | Half-blood | Neutral | FC:Juno Temple|

Date of birth:  March 9th, 1956., England

Occupation: “Professional Free Spirit”

Ship: not set

Biography:

Sybil Trelawney has been told her entire life that she’s destined for big, amazing things. Her great-grandmother, Melany, thought that Sybil’s birth would complete their family’s prophecy of having a second great seer be born. She coddled Sybil for nine solid years until, finally Sybil had a sight. Unfortunately, it was Melany’s own death. Once her prediction came true young Sybil began to fear her own powers, preventing them from working except in extreme situations. Regardless, her father was determined for her to bring greatness back to the name Trelawney, and he pressured her into studying Divination well before Hogwarts, hoping to re-unlock her powers. Consequently, Sybil began to make up vague predictions to appease him, a habit she never quite broke.

Entering Hogwarts was solace like Sybil had never known. She was no longer pressured to be special, and she was allowed to blend in with the other less than typical students in Ravenclaw, for once, feeling almost normal. Unfortunately, her great-great-grandmother’s reputation caught up with her and she was all but forced by Slughorn to attend his meetings. Being coddled again inflated the young witch’s ego, and though she was still terrified of real predictions, she continued to make guesses and false predictions for her friends, who would find to be true if they wanted them to be. Still, Hogwarts gave Sybil a place where she could fully be herself, even if it was only behind closed doors.

Since graduating, Sybil has forgone trying to fit in and has started simply enjoying life. She has gone so far to label herself as a ‘professional free spirit’ making money off of phony palm readings in various wizard and occasional muggle villages. This knack for deceit has actually led her to a rather unexpected crowd and now Sybil spends her days sniffing around Knockturn alley with less than savory characters-and she loves it. Lying is expected-and no one seems to give a rat’s ass about who her family was. Cassiel Avery had a free room to rent, and Sybil was pretty excited to start living with one of the underworld’s most infamous players. That’s what she’s doing-playing. Sybil knows she’s always a step away from getting over her head, but she can’t stop playing with fire. She hears the whispers-they’re much louder in Knockturn Alley, and she’s not the complete idiot she pretends to be-she knows what her room mate and his friends are up to, but frankly? It’s none of her business. Sybil plans on keeping her nose to the ground as she plays pretend at being hardcore and hope she makes it out the other side. She can tell something is brooding among the heavens, but Sybil can’t quite make herself look up.

Connections:

Pandora Lovegood

Xenophilius Lovegood

Cassiel Avery

Maya Zabini

Lucius Malfoy

Severus Snape

Sawyer Scamander

Current status: Open

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Rosmerta Johnson | 26 | Gryffindor | Half-blood | Neutral | FC: Awkwafina |

Date of birth: 1952., England

Occupation: Bartender at the Three Broomsticks.

Ship: None set. 

Biography:

Both wizardry and bartending are in Rosemerta Johnson’s blood, as her magical father fell in love with an audacious muggle bartender. Rose grew up in her mother’s inn and despite being taught how to swear like a sailor at a scandalously early age, developed into a kind and social young lady. 

Extroverted and curious, Rose loved both learning and adventuring equally, so it was a toss-up between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw, which ended with her getting a place in the Lion’s den. There, she became fast friends with Gideon Prewett, who inspired a fondness for rule-breaking in her. Through him, she met his brother Fabian who shared her love for figuring out how things were put together, though he was more theoretical where she was practical. It often appeared as though she was caught between the lovingly bickering twins, but nothing was less true - let it be known that it was Rosemerta Johnson who discovered the entrance to the kitchens in their first year and no-one else. It wasn’t that she was any less of a trouble-maker - she was simply better at not being caught. 

With years of experience helping her mother out in the inn, it was quite easy for Rose to obtain a job at her favourite magical pub. The Three Broomstick is fun, warm and versatile, with new, interesting customers every day and - most importantly - it reminds Rose of home. The elderly owner has been fond of Rose since her early Hogwarts days and, seeing as he has no other family, has been dropping hints he’d eventually like to hand the pub down to Rosemerta. 

Rose has been dropping hints of her own that she would love nothing better - which is to say she outright told old Theo she’d take real good care of the old gal when the time came. 

Rosemerta’s future seems secure and rosy, but she knows that with the brewing war, it damn well isn’t. She’s scared for her family - her mother as well as her muggleborn father - and for her friends, most of which have decided that fighting powerful dark witches and wizards, as likely to kill as they are to torture, is an exceptionally splendid use of their time. All she can do is forgive the occasional bar tab and offer a listening ear-fighting and violence aren’t words in her vocabulary. Still, Rosemerta wonders if she can do more, be more useful to the cause she knows is right. Time will only tell.

Connections:

Gideon Prewett

Fabian Prewett

Benjy Fenwick 

Charity Burbage

Ted Tonks

Zoe Ollivander

Status: Open

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John Dawlish | 29 | Slytherin | Pure-Blood | Neutral | FC: Brett Dier

Date of Birth: 1949, England

Occupation: Auror

Ship: No Set Ship

Biography:

John Dawlish always knew he was a good and capable wizard and it was, consequently, no surprise to him that he was sorted into Slytherin - the house of ambition. The only problem?Nobody else seemed to realize the extent of his potential. With the children of sacred houses and those damn attention-grabbing do-gooders-the Longbottoms and the Weasleys and the Prewetts of the world, nobody paid the correct amount of attention to John Dawlish. Those types were always getting into trouble, while John adhered to all the rules and expectations and yet they were favored above him. It wasn’t fair. John thought perhaps it had something to do with looks, so summer between fifth and sixth year, John started working out. While this did win him some attention from the opposite sex, it didn’t have the desired effect-abs didn’t make John the golden boy.

But, school wasn’t the end of all things and John was sure those show offs had peaked during Hogwarts. He worked hard to get the scores to become an auror, deciding law enforcement was where he could finally show his worth and get the recognition he deserved. Through hard work, John knew he could move on to bigger and better departments, on to an advisor to the minister…and then on to minister itself. John put in the time (and the over-time), and though he was lacking in actual arrests, his administrative skills are  excellent. Never a point out of place.

The day Alastor Moody beat him to the position of head-auror is one he counts as one of the darkest of his life. Sure, Moody’s one of the, if not the best auror the department has ever seen, but he doesn’t even believe in the current structure of the Ministry. Moody is  his total and exact opposite, and his loyalty seems to lie with Dumbledore more than with the Minister. John just can’t  understand that, and he’d always privately thought that this would be Moody’s downfall.  But John was wrong. Other than show offs, the one thing John hates the most is being wrong. Now, the person in charge seems to gain personal pleasure in pointing out Dawlish’s flaws, magnifying each of his missteps whenever the opportunity arises. Consequently, John rarely goes on cases anymore, preferring to stick to files and paper work-correcting the things that his supposed colleagues are too disorganized and stupid to do themselves.

In a way, he understands what the so-called Dark Lord is after, and if pressed John will say he doesn’t disagree with all of Voldemort’s ideals per say, just the way his actions are carried out. There are definitely those who are superior to others, his time at the auror department has taught him nothing if not that. John has thought from time to time about joining up with the side he's supposed to be against, but he doesn’t know if he has it in him to work his way through the ranks of another structure, kiss all the same ass all over again. No he's' decided that until there is a finite winner and this war is over,  he’s going to stay out of it. Well as out of it as Crouch and Moody will allow him to stay. He’s lowered his expectations towards his job, now aspiring to perhaps become the Minister’s own bodyguard. If the rest of the auror office wants to get themselves killed or become bigger, more obnoxious targets than they already are, that’s their own choice. Less people for him to climb over on his eventual rise to the top.

Connections:

Alastor Moody

Benjy Fenwick

Kingsley Shacklebolt

Amelia Bones

Frank Longbottom

Alice Prewett-Fortescue

Andromeda Tonks

Arthur Weasley

Molly Weasley

Status: Open

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Gilderoy Lockhart | 24 | Ravenclaw | Muggleborn | Neutral | FC: Ansel Elgort

Date of Birth: 1954, England

Occupation: Author/Public Figure

Ship: No Set Ship

Biography:

Gilderoy Lockhart was his mother’s favorite, (and still is)  but it was never quite enough.  As soon as he knew what attention was, he demanded all of his mother’s and she complied, by age five he quite literally thought Earth’s Orbit centered on him.  His two sisters, both muggles, were seen as competition by both himself and his mother, Edith. Edith told her little Gildy that he was her golden boy, her perfect, perfect boy.  His father Carl was never home, and perhaps Gilderoy filled the male presence that was missing in Edith’s heart. At age eight, he fell out of a tree and broke his arm, and the tragedy gave him more attention than he had ever received before. When he added the less than true detail that he had seen pixies flying around moments before he fell, his Mother flew into hysterics and several men from the Department of Magical Creatures spent the next several days searching the property and speaking to Gilderoy. Though (shockingly) no pixies were ever found, his family was sure that they had just fled and babied Gilderoy even more until he started at Hogwarts.

Being sorted into Ravenclaw was a big ego boost, for the wisest and cleverest people were alumni of the Eagle’s nest. He was embarrassed for his classmates because they obviously didn’t know how great he was. However Gilderoy was quickly gaining friends with his embellished tales of living in the English countryside until a fourth year questioned his pixie story, claiming that the type of pixie he was describing was traditionally only found in America. Ashamed, Gilderoy was determined never to be outsmarted again. He threw himself into his studies and gained a reputation for a-know-it-all and one upper, but attention was attention. Desperate for more, he started a school newspaper so everyone would read his name and did several stunts including carving his name onto the Qudditch pitch and sending himself 800 valentines. For all his knowledge and his annoying ability to always be the first to raise his hand, Gilderoy was completely useless in practice; he would always be focused on people watching him instead of the spells he was casting, thus resulting in shoddy magic or spells that didn’t work at all. By fifth year, he was truly dreading his O.W.L.S. even with his apparent break-through in charms class. If nothing else, he seemed to be pretty good at memory charms. He faked his way through the majority of his practicals and he knew he was acing his written ones when minor disaster struck. It was his last practical; Care of Magical Creatures. He had taken it in place of potions and had scraped by on the skin of his teeth. He was supposed to perform the charm that forced Cornish Pixies to reveal themselves and in a fit of nerves he, naturally, let them all lose. As the O.W.L. examiner calmly froze them, Gilderoy panicked and screeched Obliviate! He was expecting to get a lecture about cheating but instead the witch grinned at him and apologized for forgetting herself. He told her it was fine, and that he passed beautifully. He must have exaggerated a bit too much, because he was given the highest O in Magical Creatures since Newt Scamander. He was given an award from the school and found sudden fame, the fame he felt he deserved, in his last two years.

He was 18 and itching for adventure when the Department of Magical Creatures summoned him. They had heard of his extreme talent and they needed him. Honored, Gilderoy showed up in his best and newest lavender dress robes. He was expecting to land a cushy job filing or dealing with paperwork but what they needed him for made his blood stand still. The Department had been lacking as of late in the publicity department after some nasty run-ins between wizards and centaurs and they needed someone to make Magical Creatures, particularly humanoid ones, seem interesting in a positive way again. They needed Gilderoy to go on adventures and study them, to figure out how they tick, especially darker creatures that are usually heavily misunderstood. Unable to say no, Gilderoy agreed. His first adventure was supposed to involve studying the elusive banshees of Ireland, and he found himself on his first night in the supposed wilderness in a pub, lamenting his new job to anyone who would listen.  An older wizard heard him and began to give Gilderoy advice about his own run in with Banshees. He suggested that they meet the next day and after secretly recording everything the man said, Gilderoy used his further perfected memory charm to completely wipe the man of his own adventure. Gilderory has spent the past three years writing the story, adding the right flourishes here and there. With Break With a Banshee set to be released any day, Gilderoy hopes it’ll be the smashing success it should be. Now that he has a perfect new system, what’s to stop him from being the most famous adventure author of all time? Gilderoy is vaguely aware of the possible war, but he really doesn’t have time to care. Between finishing his book and perfecting his own brand of shampoo, there really isn’t much left in his brilliant mind for something as silly as war.

Connections:

Fabian Prewett

Sybil Trelawney

Xeno Lovegood

Sawyer Scamander

Zoe Ollivander

Pandora Flourish

Status: Open

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Ludovic Bagman | 24 | Slytherin | Pure-blood | Neutral | FC: Darren Criss|

Date of birth: 1954., England

Occupation: Beater for the Wimbourne Wasps

Ship: not set

Biography:

Like his favorite passtime, an encounter with Ludo Bagman is a gamble. One minute, he’ll be his usual charming self, and the next, he’ll be on the verbal warpath, still grinning and speaking as if his insults are compliments. His fame as a quidditch player has only fueled this hot and cold fire, making him a public relations nightmare. Still, Ludo isn’t stupid, he knows that the fans are the ones who write his paycheck, therefore funding his gambling habit, so he manages to keep up a cheery public persona, releasing his anger on those in his private life.

This was one of the reasons that led to his very painful and very public break-up with fellow Beater Hestia Jones, but somehow, the two have maintained their friendship. Being an incredibly possessive and jealous person, he considers her his. Rumors of her romances with other players (lesser, at least in Ludo’s eyes) have led to several destructive rages, and once, when he shattered a beer stein, it even took him out of the game for two weeks. His only outlet for his anger is when he’s high above everyone else, with the roars of thousands egging him on as he hits bludgers at his opponents. Quidditch makes him feel sane, almost normal, and he’s terrified as to what he’ll do after.

Because of his former Hogwarts house and his temper, Ludo has been approached by Voldemort’s followers, but he told them he didn’t want to jeopardize his career with something risky. All that being said, he promised to reconsider once they got stronger. If the whispers are true, he should be expecting them to call again very soon. Will he be able to stay out of trouble, or will this bet be the one that costs him something too valuable to replace?

Connections:

Lucinda Talkalot

Lucius Malfoy

Narcissa Black

Benjy Fenwick

Hestia Jones

Evan Rosier

Cassiel Avery

Maya Zabini

Sawyer Scamander

Current status: Open