I am Nimbo Stratus. I have been raised in a formal wizard family, so all I have ever known is magic. My family has always supported me in everything that I do. They never pressured me to do anything, but I was determined to go above and beyond. I didn't want to just be a wizard, I wanted to be the best of the best. I didn't just want to study, I wanted to study twice as much as everyone else. I have always been the only child in my family. So, I was my parents only focus. I didn't have to compete with other siblings or get into arguments 24-7. I had always wanted to go to Hogwarts. That was were my parents went. I wanted to learn magic so bad. I already knew some background knowledge, but it was very limited. I wanted a wide variety of knowledge. I was preparing to go to Hogwarts with a determined attitude. When I got my letter, I was ecstatic. My parents were so proud and I was beaming. I started getting packed right away. I couldn't forget my books, notebooks, flashlights for studying at night, and my lucky charm. It was a horse made of wood that my great grandfather carved. It was a family heirloom and I had to have it at Hogwarts. I wouldn't be able to get through a day without it. Time went by so fast, it was time to leave for Hogwarts. I put my hands in my pockets so they would stop fidgeting and I left to go to my dream school.