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Matthew Robertson
Status:
Half-blood
Birthday:
18 Jun 2011
Nationality:
English
Residence:
Durham, England
Function:
Second year, Gryffindor
Wand:
24,2 cm cherry wood and unicorn hair
Physical Description: Matthew is a boy of eleven, standing at an average height for his age with dark black hair that almost touches his shoulders. His eyes are a boring mud brown, and his face is dotted with a handful of freckles across the forehead and nose which show themselves more prominently during the summer months. His nose is quite unsymmetrical from an accident which occurred whilst chasing a garden gnome. He is quite a pale, slender boy though somehow doesn't look sickly. His eyebrows are rather thick even at eleven years old (A feature that he dislikes as it means he has to exaggerate his face to show emotion sometimes, meaning that a lot of the time when he think's he's reacting appropriately to something, people may mistake him for being cold or unfeeling.

Mental Description: Matthew is a ball of energy, easily distracted and struggles to focus on tasks that he believes to be boring. He has a love for anything fast paced, and even though his practice broom barely reaches the height of the garden shed, he still whips it around as though he were astride a firework. There doesn't seem to be a pattern as to what he finds fun or boring, though if he takes to something it's likely to be an obsession until he finds something else.

Biography: Third born to a Muggle-born father and Magical mother, Matthew was from a long line of Gryffindor students. He shares his home with two older siblings (A fourth year brother called Thomas, and a sixth year sister called Tara) and a younger sister named Ellie. They also had a Bull Mastiff called Bruce. He lives in a dwelling just outside the Northern City of Durham, where hidden by a small wood, his family is free to be a little less reserved than some of the city dwelling families with magic being quite open in his household.

Matthew was always infatuated with the idea of joining his siblings in Gryffindor, stealing his brothers hand me down school clothes and brandishing a fallen branch like a wand, screaming incantations he'd heard his mother and father practice in the house. He'd frequently try to perform deeds that could be considered "Brave", throwing spiders out the house, performing "dives" on his broom and taking the blame for things his younger sister did even when it had nothing to do with him. He was however, still petrified of wasps.

First Instance of Magic: On Christmas eve 2019, Matthew was sat downstairs with his family, when his sister came to put her present under the tree. Curious as he was, the Dog, Bruce came bounding over to see what all the fuss was about and in his excitement, knocked the tree. It started to tumble towards his younger sister sitting under the tree, and as he was sitting closest to her, he dived outward in an attempt to shield her, though found that all that struck his back was a handful of cheap plastic baubles, tinsel and some Christmas lights. The tree itself had shrunk down to the size of a sapling. Naturally the family was overjoyed mostly at the fact no one was harmed, and secondly at the fact Matthew had finally showed himself to be a Wizard afterall.