Favourite Class/Best Subject: History of Magic & Arithmancy
Least Favourite Class: Muggle Studies
Hobbies: Greatly enjoys learning about the history of magic as a whole, growing up in the muggle world, he is extremely interested in how magic works. He also enjoys hanging out with friends and causing mischief with them when they can actually drag him along.
Background:
Matt was born in Florida, to his muggle parents Darren Johnson and Kate Johnson. He is their only child, and was raised in a fairly average life. He is the only child of the couple, but they still care for him deeply so he could care less about the lack of siblings.
Matt went to elementary and half of middle school, greatly enjoying learning and pursuing knowledge when even outside of school. Though his thirst for knowledge only really extended to subjects he was interested in, so while he got an A in math every year, he almost always struggled with science.
While Matt had very positive relationships with both of his parents, only going through the occasional rough patch like most families do, he had a very strong relationship with his grandmother Éabhla Johnson. Éabhla was born and raised in Ireland, only moving to America when her husband wanted to have a child in his homeland, which is where they raised Matt’s father Darren. Éabhla was Matt’s babysitter growing up, as both of his parents worked full time and couldn’t always watch him. Éabhla often told Matt stories of magic and wonder, often talking about ice breathing dragons and witches that turned into cats. Both of Matt’s parents often chuckled at the out of this world stories, and always tried to assure Matt that the stories were just fairy tales, as to not get his hopes up only to have them crushed. Despite believing that the stories were fairy tales, Matt always held a glimmer of hope for their truth.
When Matt was eleven, he received a letter from Ilvermorny. Upon his parents reading the letter, they chalked it up to a joke sent from his grandmother, but Éabhla denied and explained that Matt must’ve been a wizard. Apparently both of Matt’s grandparents were wizards, but his father ended up being a squib so both of his parents hid the notion of magic from him. But the magical blood apparently skipped a generation, as Matt is now going to attend a wizarding school. Éabhla was a little pissed about Matt going to Ilvermorny though, claiming that Hogwarts was obviously the superior school for such a powerful wizard and sending a letter to one the professors, and old friend of hers, saying that she needed Matt to attend Hogwarts. While it took quite a bit of swaying, the professor finally cracked and found a way for Matt to attend Hogwarts.
Matt is a fairly laid back person. While he can get a bit cocky sometimes, he fairly relaxed and tries to be that way with everyone. He has a thirst for knowledge, especially when it comes to magic, and tries his best to learn as much as possible as to make his grandmother proud of him. Though the thought that he might not be good enough to be a talented wizard gets to him, and being seen as a weak wizard simply because his father is a squib haunts him a bit, and it gets to him sometimes. In general, Matt is a friendly person who is fairly calm, only getting rowdy and over the top when with people he feels comfortable around. He enjoys learning about what he is passionate about, but greatly despises learning about stuff he hates. His friends, though few in number, mean the world to him, even if he won’t admit it out loud. Overall, Matt Johnson is a talented and hardworking individual, but he has issues when admitting he is wrong and needs to learn that it’s okay to make mistakes.
We got a request from an anon to write some kradio where they are studying and one keeps fucking around so here you go!!! Sorry for making you guys wait so long, there is a Switz drabble on the way, promise.
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“John, stop wasting ink with dicks please.” Toby sighed, glancing over at the platinum haired Slytherin who was currently doodling crude things all over what was supposed to be his History of Magic assignment but instead was now just a mess of ink.
John just shrugged in reply, another crudely drawn dick quickly being scribbled onto his scroll. “It’s not due until Friday, what’s the big deal?” He muttered out, glancing up at the face of his obviously peeved boyfriend.
“Because tomorrow is Friday, so it’s either we get it done now or we both fail this assignment quicker then you can fall off a broom.” The Kiwi muttered out the last part, smirking as he heard the loud thud of John’s hands slamming against the table. “Okay that was one time-”
The loud shush of the librarian quieted him down, Toby’s soft giggles filling a small space of silence as John’s face as he wasn’t able to give his dramatic speech now.
“Okay, well, still. Why can’t we just put it off this once?” John muttered, mostly to himself but Toby of course heard it and gave him a blank stare with raised eyebrows.
“Because I don’t want you to fail John! You know what Professor Leblanc said, you can’t fail this class or else he’s going to get you kicked off the Quidditch team.” Toby stated for what seemed like the hundredth time that day, John rolling his eyes at what he had already heard many times before from multiple people.
John just leaned back in his chair, shrugging his shoulders and hearing the loud huff of Toby as he continued to work on his assignment. “Okay, you clearly don’t want to continue talking, so I’ll you skip it this time. But the next time we work together like this, you’re doing your assignment or else I’m breaking up with you.”
“You wouldn’t break up with me, you enjoy me sucking your dick way too much to leave me.” John smirked, eyeing Toby out of the corner of his and enjoying the rosy colour that was spreading across his face.
“John...if you shut up now, I’ll suck your dick after I finish my assignment. Deal?”
“As long as what I’m saying now doesn’t count, I’m in.”
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The day after the watch incident, Matt bumped into Jay once again. Granted they did have a couple of classes together, but he was still thankful that he was able to find the boy again, especially since he is known for hiding around the castle.
It was his Defense Against The Dark Arts class in which Matt saw Jay again. He was sitting in the far corner of the classroom, clearly trying to sit away from everyone. Looking over at his usual seat in the front row, he quickly shook that idea from his head and sat down next to Jay.
The boy tensed up a bit, quickly closing his book before looking over to see who it was, breathing a sigh of relief once the realization kicked in. “Don’t you usually sit up front?” The Kiwi mumbled, clearly still shocked that someone had sat next to him after being alone almost every year.
Matt was a bit hurt at the comment, his mind triple guessing himself as to if Jay actually enjoyed his company yesterday or not. Apparently, Jay noticed his change in behaviour, and quickly started blurting out his apology. “I’m sorry, I didn't mean to say it so rudely. It’s just...no one ever sits next to me, so it’s just weird to have someone sitting here. And you usually sit up front, I know that, but after me rambling to you yesterday I thought I scared you off a bit and…” His words started trailing off near the end, as he noticed Matt’s unchanging stare on his face. “Sorry I...tend to ramble sometimes.” He muttered, looking back towards his book as the last the of students trickled into the class.
Matt was going to reply, but then the sounds of the professor calling for attention rung throughout the classroom, causing him to take out his scroll and quill for notes. Glancing over at the other, Matt noticed he didn’t even bother to get out a scroll, instead just focusing on writing in his book.
“Alright class, now, can anyone tell me what an Antipodean Opaleye is?” Professor Neywell started off, looking around the classroom until a brown haired girl from Slytherin raised her hand to answer. “It’s a dragon breed from Oceania. Known for its pearl scales that hunters will sell for a fortune.” The professor nodded in agreement, clearly happy with her answer.
“Very good, now the Opaleye is…” Professor Neywell continued on, but Matt stopped paying attention a bit as he noticed how badly Jay’s hand seemed to be shaking. He looked over at the Kiwi, who was staring at the board very intensely as his hands shook badly.
With a look around the room to make sure no one was looking over at them, Matt grabbed Jay’s hand in a loose grip, leaning over a bit as he didn’t notice the colour blooming across Jay’s face. “What’s wrong?” Matt whispered, clearly not wanting to get in trouble for talking. “It’s wrong...it’s all wrong. Creamy doesn’t do that.” Jay muttered, shaking his head a bit as tears started to well at the edges of his eyes.
The American sent a confused glance towards the Kiwi, clearly confused as to who or what a ‘Creamy’ was, but still trying to comfort his friend nonetheless. He rubbed the back of Jay’s hand with his thumb, half listening to the Neywell’s lesson, the other half just trying to figure out what made Jay tense up so much at the mention of one type of dragon.
“Now...can anyone tell me why hunters started hunting these dragons in particular?” Neywell asked, glancing around the room until a lankly Slytherin boy answered without raising his hand. “The Opaleye Massacre of 1901 in north New Zealand. An Opaleye attacked a city full of muggles and wizards, causing the city to-”
“That’s not true!” Jay stood up abruptly, the wooden chair scraping against the floor at how quickly he stood up. Every eye in the classroom turned to look at him, a few snickers being heard at how tears were running down Jay’s face. Professor Neywell gave a small smile at Jay, clearly a bit pleased that the quiet boy finally spoke up about something. “What about is not true, Mister McWyer?” Neywell asked, clearly a bit excited to hear what Jay would have to say about the matter.
“The opaleye didn’t attack the city by choice...The Opaleye’s owner was a dark wizard, and follower of Morfin Gaunt. He trained the dragon to attack the city by putting it under enchantment, and imprisoning it. Opaleyes didn’t attack wizards before this-” Jay’s explanation was cut off by the professor’s sigh.
“Mister McWyer, opaleyes are known for their violent tendencies, the chances of an opaleye being trained-” Neywell started off, clearly not amused anymore by Jay’s choice to speak up about the event.
“Opaleyes aren’t violent professor! They are-”
“McWyer! Unless you’d like to go to the Headmaster’s office, I suggest you sit down and stop arguing.” Neywell shouted, clearly just wanting to get back to his lesson now.
A minute of silence passed before Jay fled out of the room, tears streaming from his eyes as the sounds of his footsteps faded down the hall. Matt barely thought twice about grabbing the Kiwi’s book from his desk and running after him, the yells of Professor Neywell quickly fading away as Matt ran after the other.
Matt ran down the hall until he reached a wall, which was confusing to say the least. He was positive that he saw Jay running down this way...but there was nothing here but a window and wall with a painting. “It’s quite refreshing to see someone new here you know.” The painting said in a heavy Polish accent, her face contorting into a small smile. The American turned towards the painting, a bit surprised at the statement. “What do you mean?” He muttered, still trying to figure out where Jay possibly could’ve gone to.
“Well I only see a couple people actually visit our hall anymore, and that poor boy who comes here...Always crying from that professor down there. But, I’m sure he’ll be quite happy to know that you’re here.” The painting continued, her rosy cheeks widening into a larger smile.
“I’m sorry to ask, but do you know where he is?” He asked hopefully, a small smile coming to his face as he watched the painting look around for a moment before it flipped open to reveal a small room with a small corridor leading out of the corner of it. The room was well lit with a small window, while the corridor seemed to be lit by distant candles. But that was all Matt could notice before he saw Jay sniffling in the corner, the edges of his robe coming up to wipe the tears off of his face.
Quick footsteps walked over to Jay, kneeling in front of him as the painting quickly shut itself close again. The Kiwi looked up at him, more tears falling from his eyes as he seemed a bit shocked to see the American in front of him. “Class is still going you know…” Jay whispered, hiding his tear stained face in his knees, making himself look as small as possible.
“I know but you...you forgot your book. And you’re…” His mouth was dry as he was trying to figure out what to say to try and explain himself. If he was being honest with himself, Matt would say that he ran after Jay because he couldn’t stand to see Jay cry like that, and he wanted to try and put a smile back on that pretty face. But he didn’t want to admit that aloud.
Shaky hands clasped around the book as Jay took it back, slowly holding it close to his chest. “Thanks Matt...you can go back to class now.” He mumbled, slowly flipping through the pages in an attempt to focus on anything but currently hectic thoughts.
Matt shook his head, moving to sit next to Jay, who immediately tensed up which broke Matt’s heart just a bit. “Well, I’m sorry for my obvious findings, but you seem like you aren’t in the best mindset. So I’m staying until you’re smiling again.” He grinned, grabbing one of Jay’s hands and softly caressing the back of his hand with his thumb like he did back in class.
A giggled filled the silence of the room, warming Matt’s heart up as he noticed a large smile going across Jay’s face. The pair sat there for a couple of minutes, Jay’s little giggles and chuckles filling the room as Matt continued to his thumb along Jay’s knuckles in a loving manner of sorts.
Jay pulled his hand away from Matt’s, much to his dismay, and started to flip through the pages of his book until he reached one about kelpies. “Do you...would you like to hear about kelpies? I was reading about them in class, and I think there is a way you could use their spit for potions.” Jay started, pointing to his notes about the creature that he’d been taking. A smile spread across Matt’s face as he nodded in reply, leaning into Jay’s side as he listened to Jay start to go on about the creature with such happiness in his voice that you could never imagine him crying only minutes earlier. It made Matt’s heart swell as he listened...this was definitely only the start of something great.
Hobbies: He greatly enjoys socialising with people, often finding ways to connect with others in simple ways. Fashion is also a passion of his, so he will spend numerous hours just doodling new outfits or reading up on the latest trends in the wizard & human world.
Background:
Toby Lyons was born in Northern New Zealand to his muggle father Brett Lyons and witch mother Alice Lyons. He is the second to youngest of their four children, with his older brother Ollie, his older sister Millie, and his younger sister Lucy. His father is a doctor for muggles, while his mother was an office worker for the Ministry of Magic for New Zealand. Overall, the family was fairly well off in both worlds, which helped Toby live a fairly comfortable life.
Alice was always for her children learning about magic at a young age, and would constantly do house chores with magic as to introduce them to the lifestyle young. Alice’s family would visit as often as they could, constantly telling the kids stories of how magic was a wonderful thing that blessed the world. The kids would always stick to those stories, and none of them could wait to get their wands when they got older.
Brett was always more so into teaching his children the basics of muggle life, so all four of them went to private primary schools growing up until the went off to Hogwarts later in their lives. Sadly though, his extended family was not so kind once they found about the magical side to Alice as well as their kids. They constantly criticized Alice and the kids for their magical abilities, even encouraging Brett to divorce her at one point and take the kids with him. He of course denied all these ideas, and started to slowly cut off all connections with him that he could. While their communications have ceased, his extended family left a large scar of the family’s relationship and history.
Toby got along fairly well his all his siblings, they had their fights and arguments as all siblings do. But in the end, they all shared a similar bond as their love of the magic world had brought them together.
Toby and his siblings were able to attend Hogwarts once their mother found out that if she switched to working at the British Ministry of Magic, her kids would be labeled as British students and be able to attend Hogwarts. While her parents attended Hogwarts, she never did, so she wanted to make sure that her kids attended the school, so she switched over to the British Ministry of Magic right before school started for Ollie. Since then, all the kids have been accepted into Hogwarts, and they visit/live with their father back in New Zealand during the holidays and summer.
Personality wise, Toby is a bit of a jokester, but having a strong love of his friends and passions in life. He acts as a sort of mother to his friends and siblings, often coercing them into making the non-life threatening choices, but he isn’t afraid to get up to a little mischief when he is up to it. While his father’s family has left him a bit self conscious and afraid to be himself, he still isn’t totally afraid to hide his true self and personality. Overall, Toby Lyons is an outgoing and passionate human being, but he has trouble fully accepting himself, and is afraid that others will hate the true him.
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Students scattered the large halls, some of them going on their way to class while others just stood around talking to their friends since they had free periods. In this case, Matt had a free period and was heading to a certain area in the garden where he would meet up with Jay. A large smile went across his face at the thought of the mess of curls, the ones which would almost seem to bounce on their own in excitement whenever the Kiwi was happy. Or how his front teeth were ever so slightly crooked like his smile, or how he would do super over the top hand motions when he was trying to be dramatic or-Okay, maybe Matt was a little observational when it came to the things that Jay did.
He shook his head, speeding up a bit as he rounded the corner to find the garden in view. Looking around to see if anyone was paying attention to him, the American was thankful to find that the only two others in the hallway paid him no mind as they seemed caught up in their bubble. Running past them, he found the small wall of the garden that he had grown used to seeing. Matt peered around before knocking once, waiting a few seconds, then knocking twice again in quick succession.
Shuffling and mumbles were heard behind the door, another second passing before the wall opened up for a split second and Matt was quickly pulled inside, the wall shutting behind him.
The American took a moment to straighten himself up a bit before turning around to face the Kiwi who had a large grin going across his face, his curls falling into his eyes and creating an almost curtain effect. Matt could only adore the adorable sight for a few seconds though before Jay was pushing his hair out of his face and starting to talk.
“I did it Matt.” He almost yelled, starting to bounce up and down in
excitement, only to be met with Matt’s confused stare as he tried to understand what he meant.
“What did you do exactly? If you managed to sneak another dragon into the castle I swear-” He started to say before being cut off.
“Okay, well, it’s a dragon but not in the way you think. Don’t give me that look, I didn’t sneak in a dragon egg or a full sized dragon. I...I made a patronus.” Jay finished off with a hushed voice, Matt’s eyes widening as a grin made its way across his face.
“You did it? Oh my god, okay, now you have to show me.” Matt nodded, sitting down in the corner of the small hedge in the wall with hopeful eyes looking up at Jay, waiting to see the figure of his patronus.
Jay took a deep breath in, glancing a look over at Matt before closing his eyes and remembering his happiest memory…
“Jay, it’s going to be okay. You should know that thing isn’t going to hurt, nor is it real.” Matt reassured him, rubbing at his shoulders as the boggart stood in front of the pair.
The boggart had seemed to shift into Jay’s worst nightmare, which shocked Matt a great deal since it was...just a dragon. Matt knew that Jay had grown up around dragons his entire life, hell, he even had a pet one back home apparently! So what made this dragon his worst fear?
It took a moment as the boggart fully formed, quickly curling the dragon’s pearly white head to the floor and hissing as its wings started to make a circle shape to make itself appear bigger. Tears were already beginning to run down Jay’s face as he stared at the form of the dragon.
“Creamy…” Jay mumbled out, dropping his wand to the floor as his grip loosened on it. Then the voices started kicking in, all of them hissing things about how the dragon was dangerous and would hurt Jay, how he was stupid for trusting the mindless creatures…
The Kiwi broke down then and there, tears falling from his face like a dam just broke within him. The American rubbed at his shoulders softly, staring at the form the boggart took and just taking it in.
“Jay it’s alright...you just need to riddikulus it, you can do it.” Matt reassured him, but Jay wasn’t listening, just shaking his head and mumbling that’d be alright.
The sounds of the boggart and Jay’s crying filled the room for a few more seconds before Matt couldn’t handle the sound anymore. “Riddikulus!” He shouted out, the spell firing quickly and causing the boggart to...remain the same? The dragon form seemed to stay, but it stuck it’s tongue out, panting like a...dog. It started panting loudly, bouncing around like it was a puppy wanting attention. The voices shifting to praise and admiration and...love. Matt noticed how the voices seemed to sound like his, but he let it slide as he started to shove the boggart back into the closet before locking it quickly.
Sniffles filled the silent room, Jay wiping away the last of his tears and picking up his wand from the floor. “I’m...I’m sorry.” Jay mumbled walking over to Matt and expecting to be called out for his incompetence with the boggart, instead receiving a tight hug.
“It’s okay...it’s okay...it’s gone now.” The American muttered into his shoulder rubbing circles on the Kiwi’s back to calm him down. “I’m right here Jay, you’re safe.” A tight grip grabbed at Matt’s back, Jay releasing a shaky breath as he buried his face into Matt’s neck. A calming silence filled the room, a small smile going across his face as he realised that he was in love.
…”Expecto patronum!” Jay shouted, a white light shining from the end of his wand like a spotlight, a large dragon erupting from his wand and landing on the floor in a puddle of pale light, little wisps erupting from its figure as it stood in the room and took up a majority of the space.
Matt stared at the figure in pure awe, a large grin going across his face as he reached a hand out to touch the creature, only for his hand to go straight through it. “This is so fucking cool!” He shouted, continuing to run his hand through the bright light and admiring how a being of pure magic and light could look so real.
Jay stared at Matt’s glowing face, being illuminated by the patronus that stood between them, a small smile going across his face at just how amazing he looked when he was this happy…
After a few more minutes, the patronus took a look back at Jay before fading away into nothingness, the room being a lot more dim then it was earlier.
“Jay that...that’s amazing! Your patronus was brighter than any I’ve ever seen, what kind of memory could’ve made that?” Matt rushed out, walking over to Jay with one of the dopiest grins on his face. A glance was simply sent Matt’s way as the other muttered out his answer, “Love.”
A weirdly uncomfortable silence filled the room, Matt feeling his heart break a little at Jay’s sudden declaration of feelings, but smiling through it and raising his eyebrows. “Love huh? So who’s the lucky lady?” He grinned, his head feeling light once he saw the bright red colour flushing itself across Jay’s face.
“It’s not...it’s not a lady.” He shrugged, turning away so he wouldn’t have to look at Matt’s grinning face.
The American felt his heart swell a bit at that, walking over and placing himself directly in front of the Kiwi so he couldn’t deny his presence. “Who’s the lucky guy then? Is it Toby?” Matt asked, desperately hoping that Jay wouldn’t answer yes to his question.
“I’m not going to tell you.” Jay replied quietly, glancing around everywhere in the small space except at Matt, desperately wanting to avoid the question that was being asked.
“Why not? I’m your best friend aren’t I? So why wouldn’t you tell me-”
“Because I-”
“Do you not trust me to know or something? I won’t tell him if that’s what you’re-”
“I don’t want to tell you that I love you!” Jay shouted out, his eyes welling with a few tears at his sudden declaration, his heart beating harder than it ever had in his life.
Matt felt his face heat up, his stomach wanting to feel light as a kite but also exploding like he was about to throw up. “You’re...you love me?” He muttered, a large smile beginning to go across his face.
Jay just shook his head, staring down at his feet and letting out a shaky breath as tears started streaming down his face, his shoulders shaking as he tried not to have a panic attack then and there. “Don’t hate me please…” He mumbled, shaking his head.
Arms quickly wrapped themselves around the Kiwi’s figure, the American peppering kisses across his face in attempt to reassure him. “For being good at finding things, you really suck at finding the mood in a room.” He chuckled, lightly kissing Jay’s forehead.
The shaking form stopped shaking at the feeling of the kisses, his face quickly glowing bright red. “I don’t...I’m dreaming right?” He mumbled, glancing at the smiling face that stared back at him.
“I hope not, I’ve been waiting to hear you say that for almost a year now.”
“...We’ve only known each other for a year Matt.”
“Remember what I said earlier? At sucking at finding the mood in a room? Yeah, that definitely applies here.”
Favourite Class/Best Subject: Care Of Magical Creatures
Least Favourite Class: Defense Against The Dark Arts
Hobbies: Hiding around in secret corridors or areas of the school, taking care of magical creatures that he either brings to the school unannounced or takes from the Magical Creatures class.
Background:
Jay was born in southern New Zealand, to muggle father Connor McWyer and witch mother Amelia. He is the only child, as the couple was going through a bit of a rough patch when Amelia gave birth to Jay. Amelia is a dragon breeder, often giving the fully grown dragons to conservation sites for dragons, and only keeping a few that she grows close to. Four days after Jay was born, one of the Opaleye eggs that Amelia was attempting to hatch finally hatched, and Amelia basically declared the dragon Jay’s. Due to this, Jay and the dragon (named Creamy when Jay was 2 and a half) grew up pretty much together.
Amelia taught Jay much of what he knows about dragons and creatures, and often encouraged his studies of magical creatures and their conservation. And while his mother often made sure he was safe when taking care of the dragons when younger, he was still a kid after all, and has a burn mark on his stomach. Jay is also extremely close to a good portion of his mother’s family, and they also often encouraged his learning of magical creatures, all of them having some sort of experience with creatures and enjoying them greatly. So while Jay has a strong connection to the magical world, his connection was always more to the creatures instead of actual magic.
Connor taught Jay the more muggle side of things, being his homeschooling teacher growing up since they lived too far away from any muggle primary school to actually send him to one. Connor taught him history, math, reading, writing, and basic science. Jay always considered the lessons pretty boring, and started avoiding them as much as possible around age 10. Connor’s extended family never really knew Jay well, and not knowing that he and Amelia were wizards, never saw either of them much.
The family is lower middle class, as Amelia is the only member of the family who actually earns a paycheck (despite the fact that Connor helps with the dragon breeding, he isn’t paid by the conservationists due to the fact that he is a muggle). They were only concerned about keeping roofs over their heads, food in their bellies, and dragons in their yards, so Jay lived a fairly comfortable life.
Amelia was raised in Northern Ireland and went to Hogwarts, so as soon as Jay was of age, she did everything in her power to make sure that Jay went to Hogwarts like she did. Luckily he did, but this greatly saddened Jay as it meant he would have to move far away from his parents in order to be educated (something he greatly despised up until this point), but he was also happy to finally be getting a wand and learning magic, so he couldn’t complain all too much.
Personality wise, Jay is a caring, but bit of a smart ass. He is quick witted when it comes to knowledge about creatures, and often finds himself growing close to certain people and tending to not let them go. His father is often concerned for how little he seems to care about safety when it comes to pretty much anything, but he (almost) always manages to somehow not lose his life. He didn’t really have any friends back home outside of his cousins that would visit fairly often, so due to this he does have some issues when it comes to properly socialising with others. Overall, Jay McWyer is a talented wizard with a caring soul, but he has trouble dealing with others and needs to learn to defend himself and not hide from his problems.
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