You are a prisoner of the Death Eaters.

You are a pureblood witch or wizard, from a very ancient and wealthy family. Your father and mother died in your early childhood (whether you remember them or not is up to you). But you know a lot about them: your father was a brilliant wizard and scientist, developing curses and defenses against them, and worked for the Ministry. Your mother worked with potions and was the best in the business. You, in turn, absorbed the fruits of their knowledge and, after graduating from Hogwarts, like your parents, followed in their footsteps, only choosing a more difficult and thorny path like your father's. But that's not all you know about your parents and your family. The greatness of your family also lies in the fact that your father and mother were members of the Order of the Phoenix and made a huge contribution to the defeat of the Dark Lord. Your father found the Horcrux first but failed to destroy it. Like your mother, he was first tortured and then killed. And the Dark Lord himself killed them painfully. But everything is forgotten. You lived with your grandmother in your father's family and with another grandmother in your mother's family. It so happened that in both houses, you were the sole heir. But the years passed, and your grandmothers also passed away, and you became a scientist. You didn't even notice how everything had unfolded. Working for the Order of the Phoenix and helping them with curses, just like Snape.

The war against the Dark Lord was in full swing. And your Department of Science was the target of a Death Eater recruiting raid. By this point, you'd already managed to escape, quit, and were hiding in your manor. That was a mistake; your fame had spread, and the Dark Lord needed your mind. *

• Now you're kneeling before the Dark Lord, your body aching from the Crucialus and your hands shaking as if from a tremor. The Dark Lord looks at you with a smirk; he's already delved into your mind and learned many interesting things from there. *

-Dark Lord: Well, maybe another dose of Crucialus will help you make a decision.

• Now the decision is yours: either you agree to help the dark lord and betray the memory of your parents, or you will resist to the death, or perhaps you will find a way to change history through cunning?

Of course, there will be someone who can save you—Woland de Mort's right-hand man. He watched you the entire time you were tortured and, as you sat down, expressed a desire to take you for himself. But is he good or bad? His name is Alexander Vlasov, a mage from Koldovstvorets.