Hogwarts School: A Harry Potter RPG

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CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character name: edmund wayne lookwood


Previous and/or Current Character(s) if applicable: wolff maverick (form completed), Nolan Mortez (form completed, castle student), Isla Moore (form is a wip, castle student)


Character age: 27


Character education: Ravenclaw '39


Strength and weaknesses (details please): Edmund's true heart is warm and kind- he has a special spot for children and students, and he loves the world he lives in, even if he is indeed a Hexenreich sympathizer and follower. he's only distant to his fellow professors and fellow Hogwarts staff because of the betrayal in his past. But if you do indeed find a place in his heart, he'll defend you with the vengeance of a dragon. And if you break that trust you'll never find a place there ever again. His strengths, hence his professor title, are in conjuring and summoning- he was the best of his class and could speak the incantations with flawless language. Language also is one of his strengths- he could speak perfectly articulately, enhanced with his German accent, as well as teaching- he has a passion for it and would probably become one of Hogwart's best. His weaknesses, though he hates to admit  it, would be Transfiguration, in which he failed miserably, as well as Astronomy- stars and moons, as well as changing something into something else was never his best subjects when he was in school.


Physical description: Edmund is a tall, lanky man with messy, mousey brown hair and hazel-blue eyes, unusually tall for a professor of his age. His face is pale and pointed, with strong hands and with long legs and a long, thin torso and arms. His shoulders are broad and and although he is lanky, he is also described as built like a football player. He is indeed handsome- and his smile has charmed almost every student and professor.


Personality (nice, rude, funny etc. Paragraph please.): Edmund is a really easy-going, relaxed professor whose more than willing to help his students, even if it requires tutoring lessons. He’s kind and caring, but a Hexenriech sympathizer who indeed wants to become a member of that group. He’s funny and can crack a joke- even if it’s a cheesy one- to make someone smile. When you find a place in his heart as a lover, you’ll have a sweet guy who will do anything and everything to make you happy, whether it’s taking you out to dinner, holding your hand, cuddling, or going for a walk. If you find a place in his heart as a friend, he’ll be loyal to you until the day he dies. Do you want someone to wear sweatshirts, sweatpants, with a cup of coffee in his hand in three in the morning? Then you’ve found you match- Edmund is just like that.


Hopes and dreams. Why are you teaching at Hogwarts?: Edmund’s hope is that every student gets the best possible education they could possibly get, and that each one will excell fantastically by the end of their education- and he’ll do anything just to do exactly that, whether it be extra lessons, teaching it over again, or having a meeting during a free period. His dream is that he’ll find someone he loves one way or another- someone so he won’t be alone for the rest of his life.


Biography (500 words minimum. There is never such a thing as too much.): Edmund's story starts in the Lookwood family home. His mother Annie was a delicate woman, as if you touched her she would shatter into a million pieces. Her hair was a bright autumn strawberry blonde, her eyes a warm, clear deep blue, and they always changed color in the light. Her hugs were as warm as the quilts she wove for her kids- Edmund lived with six other siblings. His father Jakob was a tall, imposing man, who ruled the household on a strict schedule and taught his children to obey at an early age- some would say he was harsh but he did it within reason and was always fair. He was hard working with an amazing worth ethic, a man who never gave up, and a man who ran a successful company that sold wands and other magical items of good use.

He always treated Annie with love and his strong hands turned into gentle ones, his would wrap his around hers and he would just smile as he looked at her. His mother was the type of person who valued love and peace above most, but never above her family. She was selfless to say the least and always put others before herself.

Edmund had six other siblings, all whom were older than him by at least three years when he was born, for he would be Annie an Jakob's last child. They all had different names and were known for different things- Jamie and Parker would soon be known as the pranksters and the troublemakers, and would be sorted into Hogwarts as Slytherins- not only because of their trouble-makung affinity but also because they were clever and sneaky. They had those telltale mischievous looks and upturned eyebrows. Slynella and Maine, the two sisters who were also twins, had their mothers grace and elegance and strawberry-blonde hair and would be known as the gently ones. They would grow up to go to Beauxbatons. Then came Max and Aleksandr, who couldn't be more different. Max was the rough and tough kind of boy, yet he was slim and shorter than Jamie and Parker and Aleksandr. He was always serious and seemed to wear a permanent scowl-he would go to Durmstrang. Aleksandr was the one born to be strong, and he was by far the oldest out of the siblings- he had broad shoulders like their father and like Edmund's, and both had the football player build. Aleksandr and Slynella and Maine were the only ones who helped him grow besides Annie and Jakob.

Slynella and Maine taught him to always look his best and try and make the best impression possible, while Aleksandr taught him to be kind and thoughtful, to help others the best that he could even if they were Hexenreich followers. It's what would help him later in Edmund's teaching career. Aleksandr was the one who excelled in his teachings at Durmstrang.

Edmund had always been a genius, ever since he was born. He dreamed of becoming the first Gryffindor of Hogwrats in family history- his father was a Ravenclaw and his mother was a Hufflepuff, ye it seemed that was not his destiny, for he was just too brilliant to not be a Ravenclaw.

While he was still in school, before he graduated from Hogwarts, he made friends within Damascus Skye from Gryffindor, Gavin Barnes from Slytherin and Penelope Stillwater from Ravenclaw, and it even turned out Penelope and Edmund started to date. But their relationship was broken when Penelope died from a car crash, on which her whole family didn't survive. Gavin followed soon after from cancer, until only Damascus and Edmund were left. Finally, Damascus's father decided to pull him out of Hogwarts, where he went to Durmstrang like Aleksandr and Max from Edmund's family.

His oldest brother Aleksandr was the one who helped him with his homework whenever they weren't at school, for they lived close so it wasn't hard to get to their schools from there. And it was Aleksandr that helped him discover his passion for teaching.

SAMPLE ROLEPLAY
(Please respond to to this in third person past tense. Do not write the other characters' reactions. Only your own.)


It was the largest office in Hogwarts and, perhaps to students and newcomers, the most intimidating. The shelves were filled with various odds and ends, with a place of honor for the Sorting Hat, and the walls held all the portraits of past Headmasters and Headmistresses.


In the middle of the room sat a large desk. Everything was in order, for the current occupant had always despised a messy desk. It was the sign of a messy mind, and she had always favored neatness.


A clock sat on the desk, which currently showed the time to be 2:05. The meeting was supposed to begin at 2:00 precisely.


Along with order, Anneka valued punctuality. She was a very busy woman these days. Even during the summer, she had a number of matters to attend to. Interviewing and hiring staff was only of those matters. The newest potential member of her staff wasn't making a good impression.


She paced the room, black heels clicking against the stone floor. When the door finally opened, Anneka turned, her expression reminiscent of a Russian winter. "You are late."


Explain yourself was what her face said.


Roleplay Response: His suit was the expensive, clean, crisp black without a hint of fraying or use- in fact, it looked new, but yet it was not. That's just how much he put into taking care of his suits. Beneath was a smooth, pure white t-shirt and a crisp red tie- everything about this suit brought out his haze-blue eyes.

Sure, he was a perfectionist- not a hint of lint on his sleek black pants, leather black shoes, and his mousey-brown hair carefully groomed to perfection. Yet, not to the point of obsession. He radiated power and authority, his jaw set with determination and his eyes steady and thoughtful.

Smoothing a hand down one more his suit so there wouldn't have been any lint- not that there ever was- he fixed his tie until he was satisfied and with a quick incantation as he gripped his wand in his left hand a bundle of roses in the other, he apparated outside the border of the Hogwarts magical boundaries and made his way down to the castle.

It wasn't tiring for Edmund, for he was physically fit and in shape, climbing all those sprawling staircases and saying the password to the Headmistress's office. It allowed himself in and the door swung open. He could see quite clearly that the Headmistress Anneka was annoyed with him.

"You are late." Her eyes narrowed and her piercing gaze bore into his. He studied her warily for a moment, letting a curious expression flicker across his face before composing himself once more.

Clearing his throat, he extended the bundle of roses in his outstretched hand. "I am quite sorry that I'm late, Madam Headmistress Anneka. I was caught up in line getting these roses for you, if you'l accept them."

Getting no answer he set them down on the polished desk and taking a seat, crossing one leg over the other and resting his chin on a closed fist, studying her curiously. "Shall we start, Miss Anneka? I'm quite excited about this interview. "


In addition to posting a completed application in this forum, we also ask that you submit a PM to Anneka Ivanova with details of your class and with the lesson plans for that class (include at least a minimum of 4 lessons). Also, please be sure to check the Available Positions thread located in this forum to make sure the class you want is available before applying.

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→ CHARACTER INFORMATION.

Name: Nolan Barbary Mortez

Birthday:  23 May, 1938

Hometown: London

Bloodline:
 Pureblood

Magical Strength (pick one):
Transfiguration

Magical Weakness (pick one):
Divination

Year (pick two): 1st, 2nd

Biography:
It started at the Mortez Manor, where Nolan, along with his brother and sister, Barbaray and Abby, were born to Victorire and Jason Mortez, when their mother went into labour. Jason, who was a man of his word and ruled their household with an iron fist, retired to his study where he would have a glass of water while he waited for the triplets to be born. When they were born, he returned to them to see his children and to help his wife in the recovery process.The triplets were a rambunctious whirlwind of mischief, and their parents had their hands quite full the first five years. But Abby grew up to go to Beauxbatons, While Barbaray went to Durmstrang, and Nolan to Hogwarts.


→ ADDITIONAL INFORMATION.
Note: This section is optional, and is up to you to complete.

House Request: Gryffindor

Personality: Nolan is helpful and kind, preferring to help rather than to hurt. He's never said a mean word to anyone, least of all friends and family. But he's brave and courageous, standing up for complete strangers, for braveness just came naturally to him. He's loyal to death- when you become his friend you'll have a friend for a lifetime, and loyal to his family, his bloodline, and to his school. He's always dreamed of becoming a Gryffindor, where the brave dwell at heart.

Appearance: The boy almost reached five foot six even when he's a first year, being tall naturally like his father. His hair is dark and a dirty blonde, and usually ends up falling in front of his face. His skin his porcelain, with strong hands and dark green eyes. In each long stride they promised strong, corded muscles.

→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.
Nolan Mortez was good at most things. However, the only thing he wasn't good at was sneaking around, and following people.So it was only his luck that Evangeline probably heard his footsteps. The dungeons were cold and eerie at that time- he saw her wrap her arms around herself, shivering. The rotten, burning smell reached Nolan's nose just as it did to Evangeline's, and he wanted to gag. But he couldn't, because he was here to try and help her, hopefully without alerting her that he was here.

He froze, tensing so hard that his muscles quivered when the little blond-haired girl's voice rang through the dungeons.

"Hello! Is Emma Birch here?"

Almost seconds after saying just that and seconds when Nolan was holding his breath praying that she hadn't heard him, Evangeline jumped herself. Nolan winced, stepping slowly out of his hiding place and raising his hands slowly. "No, Evangeline, its just me, Nolan, from Gryffindor. I'm sorry if I scared you."



→ ABOUT YOU.

Please list any characters you have on the site (current and previous): Wolff Maverick, Edmund Lookwood, Isla Raiyne

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born in 1934. wip!