Bob Sacamano
- Status:
- Pure-blood
- Birthday:
- 13 Apr 2014
- Nationality:
- English
- Residence:
- London, England
- Function:
- First year, Slytherin
- Wand:
- 29,9 cm cherry wood and unicorn hair
Looks: A normal looking boy from London, England. Brown hair and blue eyes. Maybe a little bit taller that average but not unusual tall. His smile is warm and welcoming and he has an aura of calm around him.
Mental Description: Kind and loyal but knows what he want and isnt a push around. Can be quite stubborn at times but is not to the point of being unpleasant in any way. He is not afraid to challenge authority but he is not looking for trouble even though it finds him some times
Biography: Comes from a good wizard family with a good amount of money. The family has made their money in art and antique dealing. Bobs great great grandfather started a business dealing in valuable artifacts and the business has run in the family ever since. They do not deal in dark arts artifacts.
First Instance of Magic: As a baby, Bob had a fear of the dark. He would cry and be scared at times. At the age of four on a dark and stormy night, the wind was making the branches whip against the window, Bob was lying in bed being terrified. The room was completely dark and all of a sudden the lights in the room turned on by themselves
Mental Description: Kind and loyal but knows what he want and isnt a push around. Can be quite stubborn at times but is not to the point of being unpleasant in any way. He is not afraid to challenge authority but he is not looking for trouble even though it finds him some times
Biography: Comes from a good wizard family with a good amount of money. The family has made their money in art and antique dealing. Bobs great great grandfather started a business dealing in valuable artifacts and the business has run in the family ever since. They do not deal in dark arts artifacts.
First Instance of Magic: As a baby, Bob had a fear of the dark. He would cry and be scared at times. At the age of four on a dark and stormy night, the wind was making the branches whip against the window, Bob was lying in bed being terrified. The room was completely dark and all of a sudden the lights in the room turned on by themselves