Benjamin Hufflepuff

Backstory

It all started on December 21st, 1955 in a place that wizard-folk call ‘The Underground’. I was born into a financially struggling wizard family that made a living by selling poorly baked pastries and knitted blankets. There was once a plan to make an oasis for witches & Wizards under Manchester City, England, but things went haywire and a muggle got into the facility. After that catastrophe, the Ministry for Magic stopped the half-finished project and left the inhabitants left for dead. At the age of 7, I grew more curious of the outside world than ever, and I couldn’t resist a peek at the City above. I packed my bags with my clothes, water, bread, glasses, tools and ran away the next morning. Apparently, a police van spotted me coming out of the ground like an undead corpse and started a chase. I was on the run for a week after that, and I think I violated about 7 dozen magical rules in the process.