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Archived Applications / Razi Basil
« on: 18/08/2019 at 00:00 »
Application for Hogwarts School
→ CHARACTER INFORMATION.
Name: Basil Razi
Birthday: November 13th 1940
Hometown: Non-Existant
Bloodline: Unknown - Officially Halfblood
* Ministry officially thinks halfblood as there was some odd paperwork on his mothers side of the family his father was accused of manipulating. The Razi family is investigating as there may be another reason that paperwork was manipulated or it could be a incorrect charge ( individuals in question were not born in England ).
Magical Strength (pick one): Transfiguration
Magical Weakness (pick one): Divination
Year (pick two): Sixth (preferred), Fifth
Biography:
March 1955
As he walked down the hallway to his father’s sentencing holding his crying mother’s hand he reflected on all the lessons his father taught him. The lesson that was in the forefront of his mind was how one always stood by ones family, and there was nothing more important. It was the lesson his father lived by, and was behind most of the charges levied against him today.
His mother’s dreams to continue the performance traditions of her family were the source of many of the manipulation related crimes against muggles. It was a non-traditional circus act that spanned both muggle and magical audiences that was falling out of favor for both over the last decades all over Europe. Apparently most of the muggle donors were donating under false pretenses put in there head due to a well aimed imperius curse. In his mind it was harmless. After all the chosen donors were loaded, and it was better than the tactics used for the wizarding donors to get there money. Many of the wizarding donors had an understanding of what his fathers other’s job was, and knew donating a few galleons would make him only pretend to pressure them into things they’d cave into anyways for his grandfather.
His mother’s dreams were balanced as an almost cover for the aspirations of his grandfather Thomas Razi II. Aspirations which were based on controlling business interests and selling contraband goods that stocked the shelves of Knockturn Alley. It was amazing how boxes of equipment were perfect for smuggling goods, and the travel covered well for business meetings that one didn’t want to have to look for an alibi for why someone was some place.
Then the trial begun. It was a haze of expected charges, and accusations. A handful of which he knew his father was guilty of as they had been lessons to him. As it was expected he’d follow in his fathers footsteps in the family business as an enforcer of contracts. He ignored them and just was waiting until the actual sentence was announced. It wouldn’t be the kiss, his father wasn’t caught for everything after all.
Then the last charge rung through his ears. His father was charged with manipulating ministry records altering the blood status of his mothers family from halfblood to pureblood. He couldn’t contain himself and shouted “That’s a lie! “ Years of being taught about pureblood superiority, and knowing even if his side of the family didn’t have reputation they had that.
Or more accurately he had that.
He felt like he was losing everything in that moment as the ministry official grabbed him and pulled him away from his mother to remove him from the room. Even worse his mother stayed still as if she was petrified by the words of the court.
Five Days Later
He wasn’t even allowed in the courtroom this time. Instead he stood outside next to his uncle Oliver who had removed himself from the case due to it involving his brother. Still his uncle wouldn’t tell him anything, proving yet again he was more loyal to the Ministry than his own family. Then it was over and people started walking out of the room, and his mother walked out with an Auror on each side of her.
He was confused and all his mother muttered between tears was “ Two years. Promise you’ll write. “ As she was pulled roughly past him.
Turning towards his uncle he could see that Oliver was surprised. Desperate he asked “ I’ll be staying with you right? “ Seeing his uncle Oliver’s face fall he knew it was just going to get worse. Oliver said “ Sorry no. Arrangements have been made for you until Hogwarts starts next year. “
He had nothing. The circus had dissolved months ago. His parents were in Azkaban. He was a halfblood which meant besides Oliver he’d been disowned by his family. His only slightly passable talent was being a clown, and that was more out of necessity than him having any skill for it.
He turned and angerly punched the wall and let out huff. Which just resulted in blood running around his aching hand as his uncle pushed him off to another official after casting a quick healing spell that dimmed the pain but did nothing for the bruising.
Months later
Most people his age probably were phased when they got uprooted from one place to move to a completely different one. Not Basil. What did phase him was the fact that months later he still had no grounding even if he had found a few friends. The first of which was made over a handshake, and he cemented by ensuring said friend didn’t look weak by loaning him a fake wand. Others were random individuals he’d met at camp that had nothing in common with him, but had the fortunate similarity of not annoying him, and not appearing weak. Though he was always more than happy to help fix appearances of weakness.
Part of him thought the idea of him going to Hogwarts would just be a convenient location to put a kid that no one wanted. After all, the greater Razi family didn’t want him as they couldn’t prove his blood status - they were supposedly working on it. His parents still couldn’t have him as they were in Azkaban. The people from the circus he thought were his friends and family growing up wouldn’t even respond to his owls.
Perhaps he’d find grounding with the individuals in one of those odd houses at Hogwarts. One of the girls from camp described her housemates in Hufflepuff as practically family. Though he’d had practically family before and they didn’t respond to his owls now so he wasn’t putting any stock into that.
Fall 1955 - Spring 1957
He was sorted into Hufflepuff, a house he later found to have rather little identify but good people. Hufflepuff worked for him as the last thing he wanted to be defined by was a random house. Even better it was near the kitchens and the beds were always warm. With the second fact being something he learned rather late into his his first year at Hogwarts which ended up being equivalent to everyone else fourth. It was rather silly when he first started at Hogwarts that he was afraid to sleep in his dorms as they were wide open and someone could just attack you in your sleep. Then the dorms ended up being where people holed up for safety when the werewolves attacked. An attack that was a minor annoyance to him as he’d seen way worse in his life prior to Hogwarts. Though Hogwarts taught him that to him things that were insignificant to him were significant to others. So he gradually learned to nod and keep his mouth shut and just comfort others when things happened.
Still he always watches his back as at any time he fully expects some reprecussion from his fathers actions that put him in Azkaban to result in someone finding him. Or worse the Razi family making a final determination on his blood status that wasn’t as pure as he insisted it to be - despite the ministry officially saying otherwise.
Summer 1957
His mother had gotten out of Azkaban in the spring which had quietly excited him. Letters had been sent promising he could stay with her for the summer at a nice flat in the city of Edinburgh.
The flat had been empty when he got off the train from Hogwarts and arrived. He'd expected her not to be there due to some mentioned business, but it was more empty than that. By appearances the flat had been empty for some time, though he found some things hidden in the walls and under the floorboards. Unimportant things to most, but he recognized them as a sign his mother or father had been here previously - his guess was prior to Azkaban.
It must have been a Razi owned property of some sort as money was one of the things he'd found under a floorboard in the standard safe house location. His mother had to be doing this for a reason, and he was smart enough to not make it obvious so his plan was to spend the summer then quietly go back to Hogwarts.
An Auror came to check on his mother two weeks later, and ended up sending him to the summer campus as his mother wasn't supposed to be on business, but instead on some sort of house arrest. He'd wondered what the odd device hanging on a long string from a rotating fan that had a note to unhook it from the string and walk around the flat once a day to clear away bad spirits was.
He regretted answering the door. The Auror's office gave him a stern talking to after he showed the letters and was able to prove he hadn't seen his mother that he should have reported her missing. Naturally he'd walked around the strange device, and telling the Auror that his mother was superstitious and it was just better to do what he was told made the Auror even more upset. Either way any mistakes he'd made in the Auror's eyes weren't enough for him to be sent any where other than the summer campus. Thankfully he was still a kid at sixteen in the eyes of the law.
He was a Razi. Family came first, and he assumed if his mother disappeared it was for a reason. He could only pray it was a good one. As there was no way the Auror's office would have known the location of a Razi safe house, and he would have sworn by looking around that flat it was a Razi safe house.
→ ADDITIONAL INFORMATION.
Note: This section is optional, and is up to you to complete.
House Request: Hufflepuff (formerly sorted there)
Personality:
Sparkles
Appearance:
*does a twirl*
→ RETURNING STUDENTS.
Link to your last levels request (if you never posted one, link to your last accepted student application): Razi, Basil
Number of New Levels Requested: 2
New Levels Request: C4D3T7S4 (former) -> C4D4T7S5 (newly requested)
How your character kept up with their studies: Basil was never the best of students, or the most motivated of students. However, his friends were motivated enough to ensure he didn’t treat books as pillows all the time and nudged him awake enough in the library that he studied for his OWLs receiving mediocre, but passing marks on all. The one surprise was when it came to the practical portions of transfiguration that he proved to be rather gifted.
Of course he maintains his transfiguration skills due to an interest in disguises as with his family history sometimes one just has to get away quick.
→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.
“H-h-hello?”
He was looking from some silence as his common room was louder than he really wanted to deal with at the moment. For someone who had always been surrounded by noise the one good thing about Hogwarts was the ability to find silence. Maybe if he ignored whomever it was they’d go away. He was tucked behind a corner, as looking around he couldn’t see anyway in the hallway he was on.
Of course, for all he knew if he illuminated the hallway she could be much farther down it, but the voice sounded quiet from uncertainty not distance to his ears.
“Hello! Is Emma Birch here?”
He shook his head. When coming to a new place one it was always best to make a few allies, and have an idea of the big details. At Hogwarts one of those big details were rumors of ghosts, as any rumored ghost could be a troublesome poltergeist. With a sigh he said “ The dungeons aren’t a place for ghost hunting. “
→ ABOUT YOU.
Please list any characters you have on the site (current and previous):
Current: Findlay O’Brien-Razi, Elizabeth Arnett
Retired: Zoraida Trowbridge, Jabari/Oliver Razi, Ben/Elijah Ollie, Eliza Mallory, Nathaniel Ellwood-Luxe, and more shiny alias…
How did you find us?: Don’t Remember
