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!
Post by WILLIAM WAGTAIL on Jul 10, 2019 11:31:55 GMT
william wagtail
SPECIES: wizard & metamorphmagus
BLOOD STATUS: pureblood
JOB: student
HOUSE: Slytherin
FACE CLAIM: Adam Lambert
BIRTHDAY: 1 January 2001
PERSONALITY
Positive Traits: brilliant, captivating, charismatic, confident, debonair, imaginative, independent, sensual, Negative Traits: disloyal (or, loyal only to himself), very dramatic, uses his father's celebrity to his own means, sarcastic, stubborn, lives in the grey area, can be quite crass Quirks and Habits:
Adores make up and has practiced his metamorphmagus abilities for years to replicate the effects without much thought throughout the day. He usually can be seen with the look of black eye liner, for example, though he's simply made his skin black around his eyes. About the only look that he can't accomplish is metallic shimmer or glitter - for that, he has to use actual makeup. New patterns take a serious study session or two to get right.
Loves sparkly things and often has jewellery and/or brooches attached to his person for embellishment. Think of Willy as a human niffler.
Hates if anyone calls him William or Billy. Some people continue to call him Billy (as this is the more common nickname for William in England, after Will) because when he was younger there was a rumour in the papers he'd been named as such because his father hand a substance abuse problem with billywig stings. He will curse you if he hears you call him the wrong thing.
Loves using people to his own needs; usually by making them "feel good". People are much easier to manipulate if they think it benefits them - but also Willy's habitually lazy and so goes with the path of less resistance..
Likes: shiny things, money, fame, fortune, illicit substances, a good time, singing, dancing, playing puppeteer with stupid people as the puppets, make up and all things that enhance aesthetic appeal, a good snog, the dark arts, travel, boys, girls, questioning... rainbows. Duelling magic. Dislikes: onions, being called Billy, the media, his mooching little half brother and his sad-sack mother, muggle pop electronic music crap... honestly, if they cannot sing how dare they use autotune? The bassist in his dad's band, cake, people who say they can't dance, people who think they can use him (lol basic bitches, he's too smart for that), baths, Boggart: A giant chicken (Merlin, don't ask) Mirror of Erised: Swimming in a pool filled with liquid gold that won't make his body melt because let's face it molten gold is very freaking hot. Patronus: Niffler
HISTORY
Born to Amanda Boyle, the groupie and at the time, current 'squeeze' of Myron Wagtail, the media reports that William Wagtail was born during Myron's famous New Year's party. According to sources, minutes after the birth Wagtail brought the baby up onto the main stage butt-naked to show him off to the world. It was William's first taste of the fame he'd grow up accustomed to. He was screaming and his father was super proud, "Listen to the lungs on him!" was one quote that reached the Daily Prophet.
In 2006, Amanda and Myron split because Amanda was found shagging the bassist by William. He had innocently described his mummy playing wrestling to his dad and she was sent away.
In 2011, when visiting his mother, he found out that he was going to become a big brother. Like it mattered to him. Willy smiled, nodded, went home and never thought too much more about it. Later, when his little half-brother was born, William hated every second that he had to hold the little shitty, ugly child and pretend to love it. This was the beginning of Willy learning how to mask his own feelings.
In 2012, Willy packed himself into one of the bags for his father's band to join them on tour rather than go to Hogwarts. Myron found him after hours of searching and would have been completely pissed off it weren't for the fact that he'd had so many billywig stings he was almost floating. See, it meant that Willy had missed the Hogwarts Express and so Myron had to sober up to get him to Hogwarts before the Sorting Ceremony.
In 2016, Willy thrived off the chaos caused in the werewolf attack. He sat back and watched, not particularly useful and perhaps even tried to cause a kid or two to trip over for his amusement. Things like this... probably cost him the prefect badge.
In 2018, Willy was notified by the Ministry of Magic that his father had been found dead in his home. Almost as soon as he'd had the conversation with Headmistress McGonagal there were owl letters requesting his comments from the media. Of course they knew before him.
”Bien, merci,” Aiden replied to his guest with ease. Her compliment on his French made the corner of his lips twitch into the very start of a smile before he tilted his head in the barest of acknowledging nods. ”Any opportunity to practice, given how far from sophisticated culture we are,” Aiden said in French because he speaks it but Roo does not. It was no secret that Aiden was not the biggest fan of the British Isles, nor their inhabitants. Why not leave for the family home in Italy then? Well, Aiden also enjoyed having something to complain about in his inner monologues and someone had to keep a finger on the family affairs in the U.K. that his parents had spent the past three decades building. Alana was too busy fraternising with his students and anything that bled.
Let’s get back to the story.
Aiden watched the way that the professoressa took her time to take the seat he offered. It was only with great control that he stopped his eyes from narrowing with annoyance. Unlike Amelie, he had important matters to attend to. Still, there was no outward show of this as his eyes followed her every movement. Many vain women would easily misread his gaze as something as pedestrian as desire. ”How very sociable of you,” Aiden replied, though his tone showed how little regard he had for ‘getting to know’ his fellow colleagues for the most part. ”I’m sure you’ll make fast, everlasting friends amongst the staff at Hogwarts,” and all that bullshit people spout to convince themselves their pitiable lives are merry.
As Amelie confessed she’d heard of him from her students - all N.E.W.T.s students - Aiden’s bushy brow perked with slight interest and he leaned forward in his ancient, leather bound desk chair. ”I’m sure it is all glowing reports of how well their grades have improved since studying under my tutelage,” he said with the faintest of smiles forming, his gaze challenging his counterpart to tell him anything other than that.
When she attempted to confirm that he taught astronomy, Aiden spread his fingers before his face as if ’tah-dah!’ great guess! ”Ah, so you’ve come to ask for my assistance in furthering your education in the universe. I understand and respect such a thirst for knowledge,” Aiden interjected. ”I do enjoy the subject, though to say it was a passion would be a lie. Thankfully, having been one of the oldest sciences as well as muggle technological advancement forever extending our reach, the body of research is extensive and expanding much like the universe itself. This, I find deeply satisfying.”
A keen alchemist himself, Aiden was quite aware that Amelie was the professoressa for the subject. Though he wasn’t about to let his guest in on this information, so he feigned ignorance for a moment. ”Have there been any great, new discoveries in Alchemy this century, Professoressa?”
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