Name: Heathcliff Hedges
Wand,: 11 1/2 inches, oak, unicorn hair core, unbreakable. His wand is tied to the large gnarled piece of driftwood carved with runic symbols and names of his crushes he uses as a walking cane but which appears like archetypal wizards staff
Pet: Barn owl named Hecate along with a fire salamander named Calicifer he keeps resurrecting from ash in a firewhiskey bottle he uses as an alchemy flask
School title: Prefect and Hospital Wing Aide
Bio: Heathcliff is missing his right eye, has an amputated left arm, and walks with a limp. He was badly injured by a kelpie before attending to Hogwarts while camping in Scottish highlands, who nearly drowned him to death, along with killing his scout master and causing his troop mate to disappear without a trace.
As a result, he is drawn to potion brewing, herbalism, and the healing arts in order to heal the wounds of others magical and muggle alike. Rather than being a St Mungo's healer he'd like to be a village wise man like ancient times, and straddle both the wizarding and non magical worlds. But he's more of a village wise ass.
He's terrified of anything equine and thestrals are his boggart because they remind him of the pale horse of death he witnessed and somehow escaped. He spends most of his time in the greenhouses, tending to the gardens outside, volunteering in the hospital wing even if it's just to make a scared first year laugh stitches to forget they're getting stitches. He is always tending to his flock of wounded birdies whether they're girls who friend zoned him or bullied Muggleborn first years.
He is also something of the school stoner since the potions and herbs he takes relieves his pain but just alters other wizards moods. He has been studying alchemy more closely and dreams of brewing his own elixir of life someday. He's terrified of swimming and won't go near the lake but throws the giant squid cauldron cake crumbs to stay on her good side.
Personality: Most crippling thing about him is his sarcasm, workaholic, loyal to the bone, would rather get his hands dirty potion brewing and in the greenhouse to prove wands are all wizards crutch, moody and gruff on the outside but just wants to help everyone he can without accepting help or rather accepting that he ever NEEDS help in return