I have medium height, brown eyes, long dark hair.

I can say that I am a kind, responsive, caring person. My communication with people depends on their adequacy. I easily find a common language with adequate people. However, I do not tolerate aggression against myself and the imposition of other people's stereotypes on me. I can't stand injustice.

Our family (Dad, Mom, sister and me) lives in their own house. I love spending time with my family. My family are my best friends. We really enjoy traveling together, to go to coffee shops, read books, study anything, including Muggle achievements. I love classical music and I am learning to play musical instruments, sing and dance.

I was walking down the street and saw two disgusting-looking boys in dirty torn clothes attacking a beautifully dressed boy. I was very angry. At the same moment, one of the attackers was thrown into the air. He hung for a few seconds, and then fell to the ground. Everyone looked at him with surprise and fear. No one understood how this could happen. Me too. After that, the participants in the incident rushed to escape from this place. I went home, in disbelief. At home, I told my parents about what had happened. They said that this was how my magical abilities manifested under the influence of strong emotions and that emotions needed to be learned to control.