(Character owner note: This is the only intervention of the owner into Renlich's life. I would like to make a couple of points by saying that Renlich is my reflection. Renlich while a kid always thought of more of things than they just were. People often called him insane of this, therefore he chose not to share them thoughts unless totally necessary.)


8th of July 2020
I just received a letter. THE letter. I have been waiting for this little guy for quite some time. I don't know why but i had the feeling that it would come earlier for me. I guess they have their reasons.
So this is how it all begins...
Me: Renlich Ostenzein, Ren for short and for friends. My father: Frederich called by my mom and his work colleagues Fritz.
My mom: Mary-Katerine, dad has a nickname for her too - May-Kay.

I tried writing this multiple times over the course of the last 4 years but somehow always forgot or didn't really care. At last, here I start.
I should also mention I have little sister named Samantha or Sam as I like to call her. Her birthday was yesterday 7th of July so she's 10 now.

My dad is a muggle, born in Germany and came to Britain for studies, where he met my mother. Ever since he discovered the world of wizardry he has been amazed and started following the scientific path and these days he's working too late and too hard on some augments for magic wands as he calls them...

My mom, an alchemist and studied at Hogwarts as a Ravenclaw. She always tells me how special I am, but I think it's just to reassure herself that she loves my sister and I the same.

You see, I'm the more rebellious one and I don't really want to brag but I am quite the prankster...
Once when we celebrated my sister's 6th birthday I popped all of her balloons and stole her toys away... I feel kind of bad for that one, but it was sure fun. I still don't remember how i broke those balloons for I know for sure i did not have anything sharp in my hands at the moment. Mom said it must have been magic but as much as I wanted to believe that I was her special one I still couldn't imagine how it was possible for me to be a wizard if my dad wasn't. Even now I feel like at any moment father is going to snap his fingers and make the fireplace light up or something.
Anyway! Back to the pranks!
Another time about an year ago I was playing 'Tag' with Sam and three of our class colleagues and friends from elementary when I set trip traps on the fields near the road and only I knew where they were. Somehow my sister avoided all of them, but at least she was the only lucky one for Rick , Kevin and Susan have all fallen at least once. Kevin was hitting his 6th when Susan gazed at me, probably noticed that i didn't hit any traps and shouted to the other two that I was guilty... pity, I really liked this one. Kevin, the muggle kid, came up to me with a furious face and started pushing me towards the road in an attempt to start a fight. When I started thinking about whether I should punch him or not, it was too late and too much in the middle of the road and of course there was needed for a car to be passing through... I want to do that again but how can I without killing myself in the process? Basically my whole body became elastic and like a football hitting the ground I have been tossed away unharmed. That's the last story of me playing outside... with people. Later I heard that the Ministry of Magic has obliviated the three kids for the sake of thy Secrecy, those kids didn't know what they saw... besides why let my dad to keep his memories then?

I should probably describe my appearance so when I become rich and famous everyone can come back to this section of the story and have a laugh at me for how arrogant I could have been. Here we go! When I look in the mirror I see a skinny 11 year old boy, brown hair, brown eyes, a pair of glasses always on my nose and kinda classy clothes if you ask me... kind of disproportionate, I haven't seen an adult have so thick thighs in addition to skinny abdomen and chest (I mean you can totally see my ribs if you can get these robes off of me, but that is not legal is it now? Keep imagining tho), tall for my age as dad always tells me but I know in my heart that Rick is somewhat taller and it stings me to know that I am that close to being the best at something... I should really start studying, I believe I am loosing a few neurons every time I say "I"...

9th of July
I just went to Diagon Alley and first thing I did was at Ollivanders' and bought the one and only wand for me. It took the old man 7 tries to find me the one. Frankly I started to get impatient and when I got my wand I cleared his desk in a small explosion, but I guess I didn't really mean to do that... he seemed to be quite okay about that. And I didn't really say sorry... But do I really need to apologise even if it's not my fault? Then again maybe it was...
Scheisse! (<<from german>>Shit!).