All he has left is a glass wolf as his memory. It means everything to him. Its the only things that doesn't change every time he moves. This time however it was different. Its not what he expected, he really misses him. He's trying to pick up the pieces of the glass wolf.

Ivan Riddle is my name. I don't know who's son I am or what I am, but things change. I didn't expect a visit nor less from someone who ditched me. I've been living in an orphanage for the past eleven years, but my life changed after I discovered I was a wizard.