With the capture of Verandi Farley and several high-ranking Trossach members, the British wizarding world has finally caught a break. The rate of rogue werewolf attacks have started dropping at a steady rate and, hopefully, things will stay that way. The Ministry is starting to loosen some restrictions, like not arresting werewolves standing on the street for loitering, however there’s still an obvious power imbalance between wizardfolk and werewolves.
The Cotswolds pack are continuing to advocate for the rights of werewolves and petitioning to change the legislation that has been set in motion by the current Minister for Magic, whilst the remaining Trossachs members are trying to stay out of the spotlight and keep a low profile… for now.
Whilst the British wizarding world seems to have calmed down, the same cannot be said for over in Northern Europe where a rebellion of magical creatures has risen. The state of things has gotten so bad that the European Ministry has enacted protocols to protect those under eighteen whilst their adult witches and wizards fight to keep control of their countries.
Students from Durmstrang have been sent to Hogwarts to keep them safe and those not old enough to attend school have been sent to live with relatives or designated British Ministry officials outside of Europe for the time being.
Will the low rates of werewolf attacks in Britain continue? How long will Durmstrang students stay at Hogwarts? Will the creatures usurp the wizardfolk in Northern Europe? Only time will tell.
SEPTEMBER 2019 It's been a very long, eventful summer in the wizarding world. A baby was stolen, several high ranking Trossach members were imprisoned, and werewolf attacks have drastically dropped as a result. What will happen now school has returned?
MAY 2019 An attempt to capture the beta of the Trossachs has been launched. Were the Aurors successful in their mission? Go read more here!
Negative Traits: envious, over-competitive, tends to coast on his abilities, self-conscious, prone to mood swings
Quirks and Habits: -Damian has no concept of a sleeping schedule. Sometimes he’s up bright and early in the morning for some exciting event, other times he’s staying up well past midnight just because he’s so involved in a book that he forgets what time it is. -He has the ability to talk about a subject for literal hours if it interests him, coming up with more and more ideas about it. -Since he finds his job really boring and being alone at home with his parents really depressing, he spends a lot of time hanging out around London before he Floos home each night. -He likes to decorate his room with photos of places he’s been and places he’d like to visit someday.
Likes: traveling, reading, ancient history, money, grand adventures
Dislikes: living with his parents, his current job, boredom, eating the same thing for breakfast every day (unfortunately, he does this last one a lot)
Boggart: himself as a middle-aged man with a suit at a desk
Mirror of Erised: himself inside some newly discovered ancient temple
Patronus: macaque
history
Damian Belanger has always been a dreamer. He was the kind of kid with an endless supply of imagination even without an endless supply of money, turning sticks into Firebolts, boxes into vanishing cabinets, and mud into potions. As the second of four brothers, he always had Vaughn, several years older, to look up to, and Rodrik, barely a year younger, to drag into his games. All his life he wanted to be like Vaughn, even if the two were not the most alike--Vaughn was quiet and serious and level-headed and responsible, while Damian was constantly driven to explore and poke at every thing and person he could. But Vaughn was supposed to go out and be successful and make the family proud, and Damian wanted to do the same.
Of course, his dreams were even a little grander. He spent his childhood devouring adventure novels, his imagination captured by the idea of digging up ancient treasures, finding out the secrets of lost civilizations. He knew from the newspaper that Bill Weasley--someone from a family like his own, who were not the rich elite of wizarding society despite being purebloods--had a job with Gringotts, collecting just those sorts of things for the bank, getting to travel around the world and make discoveries. It became Damian’s dream, to do something like that.
When he went to Hogwarts, he was sorted into Ravenclaw instead of Vaughn’s Slytherin. It suited him, though, with the way he took to magic like it was natural to him. For his first few years of school, Damian slid through classes with barely a single difficulty. It was his fifth year when he didn’t get to become a prefect to his shock, feeling like that if Vaughn could be--and a couple years later, if Rodrik could be--what was wrong with him? Later that year was when the school was attacked, his sometime-rival-sometime-friend Teresa suddenly expelled. And then it was his sixth year when he started N.E.W.T. classes, suddenly much harder than anything he had done before, when he couldn’t just get Outstandings without studying.
Still, his N.E.W.T. scores were good enough that he was certain he was going to get what he wanted as soon as he graduated. That was what he’d always been told would matter to get him a place in the world: getting good grades and being the best at magic. But he quickly found out that it wasn’t always true, or even often true. He was so excited to get the owl from Gringotts, only to find out that they just wanted him as an intern in London, not as a Curse Breaker around the world. He would be nothing more than the goblins’ glorified errand boy. But he needed money, so he took the job, even if it definitely didn’t pay him enough to live on his own. Still, the disappointment seemed to have put out some of the fire in his eyes, some of the wide-eyed curious energy that always defined Damian Belanger.
Danica wasn't sure what to think of Rowan's reaction, and she twisted her hands together under the table, looking down at her half-eaten tart. "Yeah, on a farm. The mooncalf farm," she said. "I know people say things about it, so don't get the wrong idea or anything, it's perfectly nice, except--" There's no hip-hop classes. Or pretty much anything else that anyone would think was cool. "I think I'd like to live in a big city if I had the chance. The music scene would be about a million times better." Some part of Dani had always wanted to be in a crowd at some giant concert, dancing with flowers in her hair, like the pictures she'd seen of old festivals.
But for now she was at Hogwarts, which was alright, she supposed. At least, alright if people like the Averys and Wood could leave them all alone for once. "You don't have to be a Gryffindor to be brave enough to go out at night," she said, "you just have to know how not to get caught." That was one reason she liked the Astronomy tower, because what kind of prefect actually wanted to climb all the way up to the highest tower in the school to do their patrols? "I could show you, 'cause I know what days there are and aren't Astronomy classes. If you want." One brown eyebrow lifted slightly, Dani's eyes sparkling with a challenge.
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Age: 18
