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| Sta. 4| Eva. 9| Str. 2 | Wis. 6 | ArcPow. 8| Acc. 6 |

His life was incredibly normal, he did well in muggle schools, and seemed to have a decent amount of friends. However he never found interest in extra curricular activities. If he wasn't studying in class he was studying in a library. His parents were kind enough, both relatively quite like himself.
Beyond the handful of friends he had over the years he often found himself alone with his head in a book, but this never discomforted him. In fact he found it quite comfortable. This of course is not to say he does not enjoy the company of others, quite the opposite actually. He particularly opens up when speaking of plants or animals. As a muggle born, he was fascinated with plant and animal life. While he wasn't always liked by them (mostly due to his nervousness) he was profoundly interested in them. General caretaking of bearded dragons and there breeding tenancies? Not only could he tell you everything you need to know in the matter he would tell you the gender of the reptiles with a simple flashlight. He either knew exactly the answer or had a book or way to find that answer. You need odd breeding habits of a Indonesian animal? He either knew exactly the answer or had a book or way to find that answer. While he typically preferred reptiles he by no means only looked at them. In truth, his favorite animals were the ones that interacted with plants he found interesting. It became a interesting matter to investigate on. Furthermore, he often would find himself out of his shell when given the opportunity to speak or even engage with animals not allowing fear to cloud his opportunity to do something he enjoys.

Biography: His biological parents are simple Mogles, with their own lives and simply did not want the responsibility of raising him. He knows them. His mother is a nurse who enjoys living freely with tendency to have frequent short relationships. She has egyptian roots. His father is flight attendant of Irakian origin. They decided by phone to simply put him through the system and quickly found a foster home that needed the money. He grew up in a foster home. To a family of 3. They were kind, but rarely spoke to him besides tasks. They tended to his basic needs, but not more. They homeschooled. It was easier for them. He grew up as an easy child, with not much asking and always listend. That made his foster parent not worry and mostley they spent time with the other kids who were more... vibrant. but when he first encountered magic, this is where he changed. Warry of what might happen next, he spent time more in isolation, training and reading, developping his mind to be ready to takle the unknown.

First Instance of Magic: at seven years old. By nature he hates injustice. He was at the parc playing with a ball. Two bullies appeared and took his ball. They started playing and pushing him away. Then they beat him up. Syill hurt and on the ground, they continued playing while he burned with anger and longued for justice. One of the bully tried to kick the ball, full force then screamed. He broke his foot and blood was heavely spilled... the ball turned into a rock!!! Sifr saw it with his own eyes. He froze. What happend. How is it possible. It wasn't his imagination either. The pain from the bully and blood was real. The rest unflolded quickely. Then ambulance came to pick up the kid and the explanation seemed nonsense to the adult. Later that night, Sifr realized something: there are things, unknown, and far greater in this life. Uncommon things, unpredicteable things. Uknown things you can't just explain to people. And that unknown terrified him.

Before starting his story, it needs to explain the story where his parents met. His parents, named Eragon and Alyssa, met at a café called Van der Leclerc Liner. Shortly after starting the relationship, Alyssa confessed to Eragon her bloodline. Eventually, a wedding took place at the age of 26. After the honeymoon, it was discovered that Alyssa was pregnant. On September 30, 2014, Hendrik was born with his eyes open and curious. He did not cry nor seemed to feel confused, instead made adorable noises. That made his parents to be worried. But the doctors confirmed that there was no reason for alarm, that it was a normal reaction.

Since his birth, his parents knew he would have powers, so they made the decision that he should be home-schooled. At two years old, he was diagnosed with ADHD, but that did not prevent him from growing up like a normal child, living surrounded by a family who loved him. In his childhood, he spent time at the family café with his mother at Place Cachée, often helping her count money and interact with customers, which earned him a reputation as one of the most adorable boys. The customers came to meet him, to talk with him. He really had a knack that knew how to make people see themselves wrapped around his finger.

And it was until he was 4. His parents made the decision to move to Shere, where his father got the opportunity to work in a quiet town, and his mother transferred her business to the village. The move was stressful for Hendrik, because it meant new language and customs. Everything changed at the age of four, when the plan to travel to Disneyland Paris was canceled due to family problems, which provoked an extreme negative reaction, and it was the first evidence that Hendrik was a wizard, the reaction being triggered with the first spark. His mother knew that he would have to go study at Beauxbatons as soon as he grew older.

In the village of Shere, Hendrik progressed considerably. He used to read books, spent time drawing and taking photographs. He had his own circle of friends and had stopped loitering at his mother’s café shop, though sometimes he would be there when he was stressed and confused. As the café shop became a success, his mother opened a new franchise in Diagon Alley, allowing the family to live comfortably. Hendrik became interested in magic his mother told him that at age 11, he would have to study at Hogwarts. Having grown up in a home where magic was always present, Hendrik had shown no interest earlier because he felt that making friends was more important, and it didn’t help that he wasn’t allowed to perform magic.

At the age of nine, Hendrik was visited by a lawyer. He was the lawyer of his grandparents, the parents of his mother who had distanced herself from having married a Muggle. The lawyer’s visit had an explanation: his grandparents had died, and as he was the sole heir — apart from his mother but was removed, he ended up inheriting everything from his grandparents, including a large sum of money and multiple properties, with the intention of preserving the Van der Leclerc legacy. That made Hendrik more aware of the family history. His mother put aside the grudge and helped Hendrik to understand the importance of family history.

At age 11, Hendrik received the letter informing him that he had been accepted into Hogwarts wizarding school. The excitement was palpable because he had been waiting for this letter for a long time. His parents accompanied him to the Diagon Alley, where he was able to buy school supplies and obtain his first wand, which he nicknamed Verstappen. Once he bought everything he needed, his parents recommended that he could go to the Magical Menagerie to find a pet who could accompany him in his first year. He adopted a Wexford Half-Crup who called him Mister Sainz. At the end of the day, he was rewarded with an ice cream.

I’m having breakfast at the table with my parents, in the kitchen. I’m excited because today I’m going to Disneyland Paris, which I’ve never been before. My father has told me so much about it with such passion that I have been infected with the desire to go. I can’t help but get excited and it’s evident when I’m eating the cereal.

Everything seems fine. Until my mother calls me and sits in front of me. She has a funny expression that I can’t describe, I try to help her by giving her some of my cereal. My mother starts laughing and then crying. My father joins her with a gloomy expression, and I realize that something is strange. Am I in trouble?

After a few minutes, my mother takes courage and tells me that we can’t go to Disneyworld because problems have arisen that she cannot ignore. I’m confused. I’m conflicted and don’t know how to handle this feeling of anger. I look at my mother and ask her if she’s joking, but the answer I get is not what I want.

Angers grows inside me.

The anger increases as I try to wrap my head around the fact that I’m not going to Disneyland, and I don’t understand why. I don’t realize what’s going on because all I see is red. My heart beats so fast and my ears make a funny noise. My parents look around and see that the boxes are shaking, starting to erode.

In the moment I can’t hold it anymore, I start to cry with anger. The noises that accompany my cries are from boxes that start to be thrown like projectiles all over the kitchen due of the explosion that seems to match with the intensity of my anger. My parents try to hide under the table, and I’m not aware of what’s going on.

When I calm down, I realize what has happened. I see the whole kitchen made a mess, as if almost everything had been swept away by something. And my parents under the table. I look at them confused and they look back at me. When they realize there’s no danger, they start cleaning everything.

My father avoids looking at me.

But my mother? She’s looking at me with pride.