Physical Description: I'm a boy of average size and weight with dark blonde hair and blue-grey eyes. I've got a few freckles around my nose and cheeks. I'm in good and healthy shape, but I'm not the sporty kind of guy.

Mental Description: I'm an introvert and socially distant boy who prefers reading his books or investigating new and interesting places, both indoors as outdoors. I'm curious and courageous, eager to try a bunch of new things, however I do prefer to do it alone.

Biography: My father's name is Hendric Freeman and my mother's name is Angeline Freeman-Horters. My mother is a witch and my father is a muggle. They meet each other when they were both in their twenties and after a couple months of dating, my mother had told my father about the wizarding world.
I have a little sister named Amy that is going to attend Hogwarts in two years time. We live in a countryside cottage just outside of Colchester, England, where I spend most of my time either reading books or tending our garden.
I've got a few friends, but most of them live a few towns away, so I don't see them very often. And as I'm not the one to write long letters every day, we just occasionally have contact via owl post.

First Instance of Magic: My first instance of magic occurred when I accidentally tripped with my foot into a gnome hole in our garden. It happened when I was 8 years old. I wasn't aware of the presence of gnomes in our garden but my mother told me later it was because they were attraced to the herbs she was growing there. When my foot was in the hole, I suddenly felt something trying to push it out. Because I wasn't aware of it being a gnome hole, it startled me so much that I sparked a few bolts of blue fire (or sparks, as my sister called it) from my finger tips in a sort of panicky response. I quickly managed to get back up and release my foot, exposing the little gnome that was underneath it.