■ Astronomy ~P ■ Charms ~E ■ Dark Arts ~A ■ Herbology ~D ■ History of Magic ~A ■ Potions ~A ■ Transfiguration ~E ■ Art ~O ■ Care of Magical Creatures ~A ■ Cursebreaking ~A ■ Divination ~E ■ Ghoul and Ghost Studies ~O ■ World Studies ~A
ODINS SCORES
■ Charms ~A ■ Dark Arts ~A ■ Transfiguration ~E ■ Art ~O ■ Care of Magical Creatures ~E ■ Cursebreaking ~A ■ Divination ~E ■ Ghoul and Ghost Studies ~O
CURRENT EMPLOYMENTProfessor of Ghoul and Ghost Studies at Hogwarts
DREAM JOBTaxidermist
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■ CREATIVEI have always had an eye for all things art. I'm guessing that stemmed from my mother. She was the creative one in the family. I see things differently and in doing so I'm an out of the box kind of thinker. I've come to enjoy the creativity of stuffing animals that were once living and I'm not afraid to stuff something completely unheard of. ■ ECCENTRICLike I said, I see things differently. All my live I'm been unconventional, the odd ball of the group. My classmates questioned where my mind was at and even though they did, it never really bothered me. I preferred to stand out rather than just blend in. However, because of that no one ever understood me. Now all it seems is that I wish they did and I wish I could just blend in. Although I don't think I ever could. ■ HARD WORKINGI was also quite the hard worker. That certainly has never changed. I put a lot of work into my studies and even more when my mother passed. I continued to work hard searching for ghosts to interview more or less in hopes to understand death. Even if it was for the soul purpose of remaining connected in some way to my mother. Still to this day I continue to work hard in everything I do. ■ STRONG-MINDEDWhen I was younger, I used to be a pushover. Though, watching my father kill my mother changed my demeanour entirely. I found my backbone and I turned my father in despite the obviousness of the truth. He'd know it was me... Now, I don't break under pressure, when I know its wrong thing. ■ STANDOFFISHBecause of what my father did, I've become very distant from others. Probably to most I look like a guy who's up to no good. Which I promise isn't the case. In fact despite looking unapproachable I'm only doing it to protect others. The last thing I want is for my father to somehow get out and find me when I have friends... ■ WARMHEARTEDIf you ever do get to know me though you'll probably realize I'm actually a caring individual. I help injured animals and that's what I do whenever I can, despite my odd hobby. I'm the same way with people I just don't want to get too close in case bad things happen. It is bad enough I have a daughter to look after and I only hope nothing bad happens to her.
LIKES
■ Animals ■ My Daughter ■ Ghosts ■ The mystery behind Death ■ Vampires ■ Art
DISLIKES
■ Inferi ■ My Father ■ Being perceived as a Dark Wizard ■ Abandoned / Injured Beings (Animal and Human alike) ■ Dark Arts ■ Murder
■ Gardening... Plants aren't my thing ■ Coming off intimidating and/or creepy
FEARS
■ My Father getting out and finding my daughter and I ■ Anything happening to my daughter
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CHILDHOODI was born into a pure blood family in Germany. As a small child I was always very timid and afraid of my own shadow, my father being the main reason for that. He was always an intimidating and rather sinister individual in my mind. He always had this air about him like he was thinking about doing something unspeakable and completely insane. There would even be times where he'd sneak off at the strangest hours for long periods of times. No one ever knew where he went or what he was up to. Of course we never dared ask him. I never had the nerve. Being a kid, I stayed close to my mother who seemed to act as if she didn't even notice my father's dark behaviour. Although, she did have an artistic talent that I did enjoyed. At times I'd believe it was just all in my head and go on with my day. Over time I realized that wasn't the case, my father was just like I thought he was.
My father had these strange "friends" that came around the house from time to time. When they were around, my mother kept me away. I never knew why. Until one day (when I was about eight or nine) after they'd left and my father had disappeared from the house, I went down to his office. His office was typically off limits to me but I managed to get up the small amount of courage I did have to sneak in and take a peak. It was then in one of his desk draws I came across some sort of plans to do with killing someone. Quickly putting the plans back I rushed out of his office but as I was closing the door my father came around the corner. Pinning me to the wall after that, he asked if I saw anything. Scared I said no but he then went on to threaten me until I told him the truth. How he'd known I didn't have a clue but I wasn't about to push him any further. Finally he let me go with a warning not to enter his office again or to so much as breath a word about what I saw.
Being the pushover I was I did just that. I suppose my father got away with what he did as he was still around afterwards. He had always been known to slide through the cracks despite how psychotic he really was. When I was sent away to school at eleven, I was just glad to get away from the house that felt more like a prison to me.
SCHOOL YEARS I saw the world differently from other students. From the way I liked the strange and abnormal to just being bizarre and abnormal myself. I attended Durmstrang and was placed among the creative, hands on people of Keltainen. During that time I was easily looked at as an odd individual with an artist yet creative eye. Though, it did seem that all my creativity circled around death. Although, I'd never seen someone killed I had a dark side to my art.
Hitting my third year, I realized I had an interest in the dead causing me to take ghost studies, along with the intriguing divination class. I also found I had an interest in magical creatures. However it wasn't until I was just going into my fifth year that I learned just how big of an interest I did have. It was only a few weeks before I had to return to school when I heard yelling. I hadn't realized that it was my father screaming at my mother until I went downstairs. By then it was too late. I walked into the living room just as my father pulled his wand out and shouted the killing curse at her. Watching her lifeless body hit the ground, I bolted out of the room. What the argument had been about I didn’t have a clue.
I heard him yell something but I wasn't about to find out what or at whom. Knowing him he could have been yelling at my mother's lifeless body. I didn't stop running until I was sure I was safe. The next thing I did was notify the ministry of what I saw. It was the first time I ever stood up for something and I realized if I had of done it sooner, maybe my mother would still be alive. Once my father was locked away I headed back to school and put all my effort into the dead. It was the only way I could hold onto her.
POST GRADUATIONOnce I finished up school and graduated, I started studying more on ghosts, seeking them out to understand the reason behind them. I had pages and pages on the subject due to talking to varies ghosts along my travels. Despite focusing on ghosts I still did art on the side. I even found out about an art form where muggles stuff dead animals called taxidermy. Since it was right up my ally I got into it and when my pet cat passed I did just that. It was surprisingly an interesting activity and since then when a pet of mine dies I stuff it.
As it turns out I have a number of stuffed critters now which I assume only adds to my oddity. Though it wasn't odd enough for one girl that I met in Belgium named Heidi. Despite dating for a bit we didn't stay together. She became pregnant and despite not wanting the child, she went through with it and delivered a precise baby girl. We named her Cornelia and I swore I was going to be nothing like my father to her. So, Heidi and I kept in touch and I raised Cornelia on my own. Just recently I decided to move to the British Isles, Heidi wished us all the best and Cornelia and I are now settled in Scotland. I recently applied to be a professor at Hogwarts. Figuring I could teach my love for ghosts to students and continue on with my new life, without my father. My only hope is that Cornelia never has to see her grandfather which I believe will never happen.
To our surprise when Cornelia turned eleven she received a letter to Beauxbaton. In many ways I'm grateful she gets to have a different experience from myself at her age. The new experience went well for her. She made herself a new friend by the sounds of things and I even got her an owl so we could keep in touch more. Now Cornelia is grown up and she's working on a career. I'm couldn't be more proud of her.
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FAMILY • Siegfried Eckstein (father - npc) • Greta Eckstein (mother - deceased) • Cornelia Eckstein (daughter) ROMANTIC INTEREST• None BEST FRIEND• None at this time FRIENDS• Heidi Westenberg (pen pal - npc) ACQUAINTANCES• Hogwarts Staff ENEMIES• Siegfried Eckstein PETS• Swallow Tailed Kite named Trauer[x]
■ Astronomy ~A ■ Charms ~E ■ Defence Against the Dart Arts ~E ■ Herbology ~E ■ History of Magic ~A ■ Potions ~A ■ Transfiguration ~E ■ Etiquette ~A ■ Fencing ~A ■ Alchemy ~A ■ Care of Magical Creatures ~O ■ Ghoul and Ghost Studies ~E ■ Healing ~O
CURRENT EMPLOYMENTMagical Vet (pending)
DREAM JOBHelping Animals... Like a magical vet
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■ INDEPENDENTSince I was old enough to comprehend most things, I found myself being very independent. With my father working most of the year, I didn’t want to be much trouble, even though I had others watching me when he wasn’t around. That made me become very responsible, doing what needed to be done every day without question. I make sure my work was done and rarely put anything off. I’ve also learned to do most things heavily on my own, even when I could use the help. ■ METHODICALAlong with that I keep things clean. My room is kept tidy. My bed is made every morning once I wake. I’m also quite smart. I try to do everything the quickest way. Whatever gets the job done right and in the least amount of time, though I do take my time to make sure it is done right. There’s nothing wrong with keeping things in order and being efficient. ■ OFFHANDEDWhen dealing with people I can come off as if I have no interest or care about what they’re saying or doing. Like my world doesn’t included them. I’m calm most of the time perhaps to calm. However, it’s not that I don’t care. I don’t push things to the side and pretend they never happened. I really do listen I just don’t think freaking out or panicking over something gets anything accomplished. ■ SYMPATHETICI might not show it very well, but I do care about people. I can be gentle, especially with small animals. I’m quite understanding about people and I get most situations. When I was a child, I understood most situations that even a kid might not fully understand. I don’t enjoy hearing people’s struggles. If I can help in any way I would. Even if it’s just lending an ear, I’m good with that rather than the talking bit. But I really can be supportive if I put in a solid effort. ■ RESILIENTI'm a fighter at heart. I might not always look it but I’m a toucher then I look. I don’t give up. If I fail, I just try again. There’s no sense walking away from something that you could figure out or be really good at with a bit of hard work. When it comes to people, I don’t give up on them. Sure, some can be complicated but you shouldn’t give up on people. They might just surprise you. ■ IMPLUSIVEAlso at times I act on impulse. It doesn’t happen often but sometimes I can be reckless and stupid if I let myself. It can seem very spontaneous and sometimes make no sense. However, if I feel passionate about something or want something bad enough it can happen. A good example of this is my need to help animals that are abandoned or injured. It could be as big as a dragon and I'd still rush over to help. I get that from my father.
LIKES
■ My father ■ Ghost Stories... Ghosts in general ■ Helping Animals ■ My father's stuffed creations ■ Nature! ■ The Night Sky
DISLIKES
■ Dad working all the time... ■ Heidi not being around ■ Animals being abandoned or hurt. ■ Being told I'm a Robot or I have no feelings ■ People thinking my father is weird ■ Having to go to bed...
HOBBIES
■ Reading ■ Writing to Heidi ■ Watching the Night Sky or Rain I'll take either ■ Helping Animals with my father
STRENGTHS
■ Understanding ■ I don't give up
WEAKNESSES
■ Showing my feelings ■ I don't know when to ask for help...
FEARS
■ Losing my father ■ Ending up like an Abandoned or Injured Animal
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CHILDHOODMy father dated a girl named Heidi when he visited Belgium. Though, they didn't date long she became pregnant. Despite not wanting a child, she went through with it. As luck may have it, their love made me. I was born on a rather nice summer day. Though, Heidi wasn't a mother to me I still had my father. My father Thorsten raised me on his own. We ended up moving to Scotland when I was five. Father became a professor at Hogwarts. Heidi kept in touch with us despite the distance.
While my father was at work I was in the care of others. Though, he came home when he wasn't working. Some mornings he wouldn't be there but that was okay. Then some evenings he wouldn't be home. I understood that he had to support us somehow. I was alright with it so long as I got to see him. I also got to help him with the occasional stray or injured animals that happen by. I started using magic early so I had to keep it hidden most of the time. When I turned seven, I started attended charms school. When I turned eleven, I thought I'd be going to Durmstrang where my father went. To our surprise I received a letter to attend Beauxbaton. Guess we both had it wrong.
SCHOOL YEARS Starting at Beauxbaton it turned out to be okay. Although I didn’t know much French when I started, I picked it up quick enough. My first year I made a Spanish friend, Ismael from Spain. When summer rolled around my Father got me an owl for the following year. Second year I met a first year named Colten. He and I have socialized off and on throughout my time in school and it turns out he’s from England, so I was able to see him on occasion during the summer. With four extra classes and somewhat of a career path I studied hard for my MATRONs in my Sixth year. I came out with decent grades some better then others. However, I went into my final year confident that I’d be able to help sick and injured animals in the future.
POST GRADUATIONSince graduating I've been shadowing someone in my field of choice. Two years later I'm starting off on my own. It's about time Hogsmeade had a vet in the area.
