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→ CHARACTER INFORMATION.Name: Hector Dougal
Birthday: January 7th 1938
Hometown: Aberdeen
Bloodline:Half-Blood
Magical Strength (pick one):Charms
Magical Weakness (pick one):Divination
Year (pick two):Third year(preferably) or Second year
Biography:Hector Dougal was born to a muggle named Henry Dougal, a longshoreman, and Evelyn Dupont, a pure-blood french witch. Hector’s father kept the wizarding world a secret from Hector until he was ten, the reason being because he wanted this time to raise Hector as any other muggle child and show him the value of his father’s non-magic ways, teaching him the easy way isn’t always the right way, that good ol’ hard work pays off. Evelyn convinced Henry to let her open Hector up to her world (Henry didn’t really have much of a choice since moments beforehand Hector accidently blew up his birthday cake), giving them a year to prepare for the Hogwarts letter that would open him up to the magical world.
Hector’s childhood was relatively uneventful. Most of Hector’s time would be helping his father down at the docks which consisted of repeating orders that his father had just given, it’s a great way to learn sea lingo. Henry would often tell a seven year old Hector that he was the real man in charge of the docks, which would give Hector a big gleam in his eye.
Hector’s time at Hogwarts had its ups and downs, the biggest up being that he was actually in a school for magic, the downs being that he had his share of being the victim of bullying. He was an awkward lad, spending a lot of the time learning about charm spells and conjuration rather than racking up some sort of social status (though he did have a reputation for being a jokester at times) and his half-blood status didn’t really help with the barrage of insults that came from pure-blooded Slytherins.
Hector’s father always emphasized the importance of learning and moving forward in a world filled with people who don’t care much for learning from their mistakes or shortcomings. Turn your weaknesses into strengths, and if you can’t, learn to make them work for you. Only recently has Hector understood the dynamic between his mother and father. He’d see tiny glimpses of pity from his mother seeing his father struggle with something that could be easily fixed with the flick of a wand, yet at the same time there was this flicker of admiration from her as well. Henry didn’t care about the magic, he didn’t need it, all he needed was his two hands and his own determination, he could conquer anything. It deserved a lot of respect, and because of it Henry received the love of someone incredibly unlikely to even associate herself with him.
Hector made it his mission to learn as much as he could while at Hogwarts, to absorb all their was to offer, however he wasn’t exactly a bookworm, he was an eccentric, thus his methods were eccentric. Hector preferred to learn things through action, and this usually backfired a lot of the time, but he found it the most surefire way to learn the nature of the world he now lived in, one filled with magic.
→ ADDITIONAL INFORMATION.Note: This section is optional, and is up to you to complete.House Request:Ravenclaw
Personality:Hector is an unseemingly intelligent boy, his eccentricities and demeanor usually get in the way of how people perceive him, so it usually requires people some getting used to before they can fully appreciate him. Hector is fun loving and enjoys the simple things in life, and at first glance one might think he's stupid, but that is hardly the case, he merely appreciates things that most people seem to overlook, non-magical and magical, things like making a funny dance move and singing with your friends. The small things. Hector's beliefs aren't unwavering, he constantly learns, however he knows there are things that are absolute for him; what is right and what is wrong, what loyalty is, these things he would never dare cross.
Appearance:Hector is 5'6" with a thin build, nowhere near to being an athlete, maybe akin to a cross country runner but he has nowhere near the stamina, mostly just the look. He has short messy brown hair that he never combs (and sometimes forgets to wash) and brown eyes. Hector wears a pair of glasses that do absolutely nothing, he's wondering when people will notice that he doesn't need glasses.
→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.Please reply to one of the Sample Roleplays below.Option 1:
It was time. Hector rubbed the soft linen sheet he held in his hand with his thumbs. It was soft, ironed, and ready for action. He had been waiting at the dungeon corridor for around two hours with nothing better to do than what he had planned, just now. This was the culmination of around three days thinking, this was important, everything had to be perfect.
Hector took notice of the footsteps suddenly coming to a stop, should he go now? “H-h-hello?” A girl, most likely a first or second year. She seems frightened.Hector did a little fist pump. “PERFECT!” He whispered loudly to himself, oozing with pure ecstasy. “Hello! Is Emma Birch here?” NOW! Hector stood up from the cold stone floor and threw the white linen sheet over him, quickly having to adjust it so the two eye-holes were where they should… which was over his eyes. With everything in place, he began his master plan.
“ooooOOOOOOoooooo” Hector ran out into the hallway where the girl was, waving his arms about all spooky like. “BOOOOOoooooOOOO00000OOOOOO0000OOOO! I AM A GHOSTIE GHOULY WOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAA”. Everything was going so perfectly until the sheet got caught under his foot, causing the eyeholes to move from their position. Hector was virtually blind! He tried to use his other senses to get a feel on what was around him, but all Hector could hear was the sound of him wailing like a ghost, which was pretty spot on, at least that was going swell. With no sense of direction, Hector quickly slammed into the wall with a thud, falling to the floor with another thud. The sheet, now air-born, slowly descended down onto Hector, covering him up completely. After about six seconds, Hector sits up, the sheet sliding off him to reveal a red bump on the left side of his forehead, which he rubbed gently, wincing at times. “Owwwww…. Did I scare you?!”
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