For over 500 years, the Icelanders and the Fire Clan had been at constant war. Spreading chaos for the past hundreds of years, both tribes fought hard for their reward - their chance to become the leader of the kingdom of Risalia. But this could only be resulted by taking ownership of an object. An object which cause...
Hogwarts. The one word ignited a passion in her, a passion she had been holding for 11 years. This was the year. She could feel her anticipation rising inside her. That letter would define everything she had ever wanted. Everything she had dreamed of. Her chance to go to her beloved Hogwarts.