Maximilian von Abensberg

[Maximilian von Abensberg]

Application for Hogwarts School

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Name: Maximilian von Abensberg

Birthday: 18 September 1953

Hometown: Bamberg, Germany

Bloodline:  Pureblood

Magical Strength (pick one): Transfiguration

Magical Weakness (pick one): Divination

Year (pick two): second/third

Biography:

What did he think about transferring to Hogwarts?

Quatsch, if anyone bothered to ask him. Gokstad was perfectly fine, no matter what anyone else in the family thought. And anyway, why cross an ocean when Beauxbatons was nearer and had a Studio Arts department?

Max wanted to understand why his parents were so desperate to have the rest of the family’s approval. It would’ve been easier not to care, if only their decisions didn’t encroach on his life too. He’d grown up seeing his mother and father answer to their grandmother’s every beck and call, with nothing to show for it. They may have the von Abensberg last name, but they might as well be Bauers or Müllers with the way the main family treated them. It was pathetic how his parents fell for the bait of family prestige and esteem that was clearly never going to be given to them, but Max had to grit his teeth and follow along for his parents’ sake.

And now his oma wanted to send him to Hogwarts so that his family could have a shot at “reclaiming their rightful pureblood status,” whatever that meant. His mother was pureblood, wasn't she?

Just not the right kind, apparently.

Oma was hoping that Hogwarts would give him, and his parents, a chance to curry favor with the "right people", seeing as nobody within their circles would touch them with a ten foot pole. Gokstad wasn't prestigious enough, and Beauxbatons was, well, French.

But did they really expect that he'd just sit back and let them parade him like a peacock? He had no choice in the matter, but that didn't mean he had to cooperate.


→ ADDITIONAL INFORMATION.


House Request: No preference!


→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.
 
Option 2:

It was one of those spring days that could be mistaken for summer, with clear blue skies and a heat that could almost be sweltering. With weather like this, Max would not be seen anywhere else except outside, enjoying a short nap just before his morning class. He usually ended up sleeping longer than he intended, but who cares if he was a little late? He'll just ask one of his classmates for their notes, then it'll be fine.

Lying down on one of the benches, Max had an arm over his eyes to shield them from the bright sun, occasionally humming random tunes as his mind drifted away. He was distantly aware of a voice and rustling somewhere close by, but wasn't too bothered to pay attention to it.

But the sneeze shattered whatever trance he had been in, and he begrudgingly propped himself up by the elbows, blinking as his eyes adjusted to the brightness and trying to find the cause of his disrupted nap. The sneezer was a boy older than him, clearly struggling being surrounded by all the flowers in the garden.

"Gesundheit to you," Max deadpanned, rolling his eyes at the other boy's dramatics. "Well, if you didn't announce your presence so loudly you wouldn't have woken me up." He squinted at the other boy, cringing at his snotty nose. "Why are you digging out all those flowers anyway?"

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Please list any characters you have  on the site (current and previous): Ianne & Min

How did you find us?: A lifetime ago on Google <3

[Marina Lamont]

Hi Maximilian!

Your application looks great, however, you state that Maximilian was born on 18 September 1953. For a second year in 1965, the correct date of birth would be 18 September 1952. You can always refer to our Birth Year Chart for a detailed breakdown of birthdates for every year.

Once you have corrected the date, please resubmit your entire revised application and we'll take another look. Thank you!

[Maximilian von Abensberg]

Application for Hogwarts School

→ CHARACTER INFORMATION.

Name: Maximilian von Abensberg

Birthday: 18 February 1952

Hometown: Bamberg, Germany

Bloodline:  Pureblood

Magical Strength (pick one): Transfiguration

Magical Weakness (pick one): Divination

Year (pick two): second/third

Biography:

What did he think about transferring to Hogwarts?

Quatsch, if anyone bothered to ask him. Gokstad was perfectly fine, no matter what anyone else in the family thought. And anyway, why cross an ocean when Beauxbatons was nearer and had a Studio Arts department?

Max wanted to understand why his parents were so desperate to have the rest of the family’s approval. It would’ve been easier not to care, if only their decisions didn’t encroach on his life too. He’d grown up seeing his mother and father answer to their grandmother’s every beck and call, with nothing to show for it. They may have the von Abensberg last name, but they might as well be Bauers or Müllers with the way the main family treated them. It was pathetic how his parents fell for the bait of family prestige and esteem that was clearly never going to be given to them, but Max had to grit his teeth and follow along for his parents’ sake.

And now his oma wanted to send him to Hogwarts so that his family could have a shot at “reclaiming their rightful pureblood status,” whatever that meant. His mother was pureblood, wasn't she?

Just not the right kind, apparently.

His oma was hoping that Hogwarts would give him, and his parents, a chance to curry favor with the "right people", seeing as nobody within the elite German pureblood circles would touch them with a ten foot pole. Gokstad wasn't prestigious enough, and Beauxbatons was, well, French.

But did they really expect that he'd just sit back and let them parade him like a peacock? He had no choice in the matter, but that didn't mean he had to cooperate.


→ ADDITIONAL INFORMATION.


House Request: No preference!


→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.
 
Option 2:

It was one of those spring days that one could mistaken for summer, with clear blue skies and a heat that could almost be sweltering. With weather like this, Max would not be seen anywhere else except outside, enjoying a short nap just before his morning class. He usually ended up sleeping longer than he intended, but who cares if he was a little late? He'll just ask one of his classmates for their notes, then it'll be fine.

Lying down on one of the benches, Max had an arm over his eyes to shield them from the bright sun, occasionally humming random tunes as his mind drifted away. He was distantly aware of a voice and rustling somewhere close by, but wasn't too bothered to pay attention to it.

But the sneeze shattered whatever trance he had been in, and he begrudgingly propped himself up by the elbows, blinking as his eyes adjusted to the brightness, trying to find the cause of his disrupted nap. The sneezer was a boy older than him, clearly struggling being surrounded by all the flowers in the garden.

"Gesundheit to you," Max deadpanned, rolling his eyes at the other boy's dramatics. "Well, if you didn't announce your presence so loudly then you wouldn't have woken me up." He squinted at the other boy, cringing at his snotty nose. "Why are you digging out all those flowers anyway?"

→ ABOUT YOU.

Please list any characters you have  on the site (current and previous): Ianne & Min

How did you find us?: A lifetime ago on Google <3

[Min Hargrave]

Doing this from my tablet so everything got a bit mixed up, sorry! Here it is again c: (Hopefully for the last time XD)

Application for Hogwarts School

→ CHARACTER INFORMATION.

Name: Maximilian von Abensberg

Birthday: 18 September 1952

Hometown: Bamberg, Germany

Bloodline:  Pureblood

Magical Strength (pick one): Transfiguration

Magical Weakness (pick one): Divination

Year (pick two): second/third

Biography:

What did he think about transferring to Hogwarts?

Quatsch, if anyone bothered to ask him. Gokstad was perfectly fine, no matter what anyone else in the family thought. And anyway, why cross an ocean when Beauxbatons was nearer and had a Studio Arts department?

Max wanted to understand why his parents were so desperate to have the rest of the family’s approval. It would’ve been easier not to care, if only their decisions didn’t encroach on his life too. He’d grown up seeing his mother and father answer to their grandmother’s every beck and call, with nothing to show for it. They may have the von Abensberg last name, but they might as well be Bauers or Müllers with the way the main family treated them. It was pathetic how his parents fell for the bait of family prestige and esteem that was clearly never going to be given to them, but Max had to grit his teeth and follow along for his parents’ sake.

And now his oma wanted to send him to Hogwarts so that his family could have a shot at “reclaiming their rightful pureblood status,” whatever that meant. His mother was pureblood, wasn't she?

Just not the right kind, apparently.

His oma was hoping that Hogwarts would give him, and his parents, a chance to curry favor with the "right people", seeing as nobody within the elite German pureblood circles would touch them with a ten foot pole. Gokstad wasn't prestigious enough, and Beauxbatons was, well, French.

But did they really expect that he'd just sit back and let them parade him like a peacock? He had no choice in the matter, but that didn't mean he had to cooperate.


→ ADDITIONAL INFORMATION.


House Request: No preference!


→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.
 
Option 2:

It was one of those spring days that one could mistaken for summer, with clear blue skies and a heat that could almost be sweltering. With weather like this, Max would not be seen anywhere else except outside, enjoying a short nap just before his morning class. He usually ended up sleeping longer than he intended, but who cares if he was a little late? He'll just ask one of his classmates for their notes, then it'll be fine.

Lying down on one of the benches, Max had an arm over his eyes to shield them from the bright sun, occasionally humming random tunes as his mind drifted away. He was distantly aware of a voice and rustling somewhere close by, but wasn't too bothered to pay attention to it.

But the sneeze shattered whatever trance he had been in, and he begrudgingly propped himself up by the elbows, blinking as his eyes adjusted to the brightness, trying to find the cause of his disrupted nap. The sneezer was a boy older than him, clearly struggling being surrounded by all the flowers in the garden.

"Gesundheit to you," Max deadpanned, rolling his eyes at the other boy's dramatics. "Well, if you didn't announce your presence so loudly then you wouldn't have woken me up." He squinted at the other boy, cringing at his snotty nose. "Why are you digging out all those flowers anyway?"

→ ABOUT YOU.

Please list any characters you have  on the site (current and previous): Ianne & Min

How did you find us?: A lifetime ago on Google <3

[Maximilian von Abensberg]

Application for Hogwarts School

→ CHARACTER INFORMATION.

Name: Maximilian von Abensberg

Birthday: 18 September 1952

Hometown: Bamberg, Germany

Bloodline:  Pureblood

Magical Strength (pick one): Transfiguration

Magical Weakness (pick one): Divination

Year (pick two): second/third

Biography:

What did he think about transferring to Hogwarts?

Quatsch, if anyone bothered to ask him. Gokstad was perfectly fine, no matter what anyone else in the family thought. And anyway, why cross an ocean when Beauxbatons was nearer and had a Studio Arts department?

Max wanted to understand why his parents were so desperate to have the rest of the family’s approval. It would’ve been easier not to care, if only their decisions didn’t encroach on his life too. He’d grown up seeing his mother and father answer to their grandmother’s every beck and call, with nothing to show for it. They may have the von Abensberg last name, but they might as well be Bauers or Müllers with the way the main family treated them. It was pathetic how his parents fell for the bait of family prestige and esteem that was clearly never going to be given to them, but Max had to grit his teeth and follow along for his parents’ sake.

And now his oma wanted to send him to Hogwarts so that his family could have a shot at “reclaiming their rightful pureblood status,” whatever that meant. His mother was pureblood, wasn't she?

Just not the right kind, apparently.

His oma was hoping that Hogwarts would give him, and his parents, a chance to curry favor with the "right people", seeing as nobody within the elite German pureblood circles would touch them with a ten foot pole. Gokstad wasn't prestigious enough, and Beauxbatons was, well, French.

But did they really expect that he'd just sit back and let them parade him like a peacock? He had no choice in the matter, but that didn't mean he had to cooperate.


→ ADDITIONAL INFORMATION.


House Request: No preference!


→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.
 
Option 2:

It was one of those spring days that one could mistaken for summer, with clear blue skies and a heat that could almost be sweltering. With weather like this, Max would not be seen anywhere else except outside, enjoying a short nap just before his morning class. He usually ended up sleeping longer than he intended, but who cares if he was a little late? He'll just ask one of his classmates for their notes, then it'll be fine.

Lying down on one of the benches, Max had an arm over his eyes to shield them from the bright sun, occasionally humming random tunes as his mind drifted away. He was distantly aware of a voice and rustling somewhere close by, but wasn't too bothered to pay attention to it.

But the sneeze shattered whatever trance he had been in, and he begrudgingly propped himself up by the elbows, blinking as his eyes adjusted to the brightness, trying to find the cause of his disrupted nap. The sneezer was a boy older than him, clearly struggling being surrounded by all the flowers in the garden.

"Gesundheit to you," Max deadpanned, rolling his eyes at the other boy's dramatics. "Well, if you didn't announce your presence so loudly then you wouldn't have woken me up." He squinted at the other boy, cringing at his snotty nose. "Why are you digging out all those flowers anyway?"

→ ABOUT YOU.

Please list any characters you have  on the site (current and previous): Ianne & Min

How did you find us?: A lifetime ago on Google <3

[Ella Galanis]

Dear Mr von Abensberg,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Term begins 1 May 2022. Currently, students have gathered at Camp Loki, and we encourage you to spend your summer there. Should you choose, you may also visit our Elsewhere board via the Floo Network to visit or purchase school supplies.

Yours sincerely,

Ella Galanis
Head of Ravenclaw