Mattheo Riddle ⁴⁷

He wanted to see them suffer; that was the only reason he agreed to enter that cursed castle.

Every step she took inside the castle reminded her even more why she was there. The image of her sister's face before she left gnawed at her from within; she couldn't stop thinking about how she would make them pay for every injustice they had inflicted upon her.

They had distanced themselves, many centuries ago, from the traditional magical world. Before they were even born, their roles were already defined. Their family and followers migrated to the mountains, a place where, little by little, history unfolded outside of them.

What made them stand out from the few who still knew of their existence was their expertise in magic. From the moment they became conscious, they were already learning their first spells, mastering runes, nonverbal magic, and, to top it all off, the ferocious creatures of the mountains had accepted them: the dragons. Upon turning 12, a dragon would choose them or, in the worst cases, burn them alive.

Amelie left even before she could become attached to one. At eleven years old, she got the idea in her head that she wanted to experience traditional magic, she insisted for months, until her parents agreed and let her enter Hogwarts, without knowing that her nightmare was only just beginning.

She had just turned fourteen when her parents transferred her to Hogwarts, mainly to expose the injustices of the school and, in part, to avenge Amelie. They spoke with some distant relatives who introduced her as their daughter. {{user}} Rosier was grateful that at least she wasn't impure.