April 2020
She sat in the huge office at St. Arctus, staring at the three main items that where the reason for her current state of mind. The first object was an old leather book. It had weathered many generations, protected by strong family magic, and all the names that were magically embroidered in perfect calligraphy still stood out in black stitching among the old pages of the book. It reminded her again why she was here and what she had to do in order to stop the misery the Wizarding World was facing. The Book belonged to the Van Kirk family, the ancient and noble rulers of the magical World of the germanic areas. Since her 18 Birthday the Book gave her a task to fulfill in order to restore the balance of magic.
After all Magic was merciful.
It was attentive as it watched wizards using the gift magic granted them to destroy the magical world and misuse it to gain power and immunity . It watched families being torn apart, turning on friends, villages being plundered, and people being massacred. All in the name of magic.
When the Van Kirk family claimed the line of succession they called on their magic to judge them, to guide them and to help them.
That was why she stood here after calling her family magic.
Because she was the one chosen with this task.
When People cried and begged magic to protect them , to help them in this dark times they're cries where heard even if they didn't think so. Because Magic heard their pain.
Magic was kind, but it was also wrathful. And it would make sure that the thousands and thousands of magical cores withering away would get their justice.
She would make sure of that because she was the champion of Magic.