TEN YEARS OF LIFE, eight years of training, and Styx Potter-Black had learned a lot and lived a lot more. The connections she gained while living in Athens were strong and powerful.
It didn't hurt the Minister of Magical Greece was her good friend. Styx had carefully invested her money and invented a lot more. She sold a few, but most were private. She could have left Athena Academy, but she always found something new to learn.
Styx didn't know what was coming, what she was preparing for, but she knew that within a few decades, no more than two decades, something extinction-level would come.
It was all she knew so she invested, she invented, she trained, and she learned. Styx was many things, but she didn't give up, she didn't back down, and she didn't hide from a fight.
Being good friends with the Goblin nation, Styx was easily able to invest and she was never tricked into deals thanks to those fierce warriors.
Styx said her goodbyes just a month before her eleventh birthday, heading to England with her grandparents for she would be starting Hogwarts soon.
Yes, Styx was going to Hogwarts because she never thought there was nothing more to learn. There was always something new to learn, a new technique, a new idea for an invention, potion, spell, enchantment, or rune.
Styx would deal with her stupid fame if it meant she could have access to that trove of knowledge in the castle.
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EVANS MANOR WAS a beautiful estate cared for by a group of kind women. Upon moving in, Styx never unpacked thanks to the magical tent she made with the use of a unique runic sequence.
It took a nine foot roof height and a ten foot diameter canvas tent and turned it into a studio apartment. Styx made a few different styles, but she lived in one with a large open space and a loft so she had plenty of room to work.
She had a light wood and a white style with soft soft gold, black, and grey accents. There was plenty of storage space which made Styx more than happy to live in her tent.
Falling into her routine was easy as she'd been training her body into this routine from the moment she was born and always followed some form of it, even if her grandparents don't know the full extent of her routine.
Waking before dawn, her internal clock waking her at exactly 4 a.m. each day on the dot. She would meditate for half an hour, organizing her mind and channeling her magic through her body. For the last half of the hour, Styx would push her body to the limits and then shower.
From 5 a.m. to 5:30 a.m. Styx would shower and prepare for the day. Her usual style was a cute dress or romper with a pair of heeled shoes and her hair in one of her classic braids.
The entire tent interior is wrapped in a done runic sequence that mimics a set environment, a Biome Dome, but follows the 24-hour clock of where the tent is located either way. It was a piece of genius work Styx created and she thought it was perhaps the best of her work.
Styx was a very healthy person and her breakfast usually consisted of a type of breakfast bar and a smoothie of some kind. She had her own little barn that holds the same Biome Dome in each room for different climate and animals so she know how healthy they are.
She only kills what she has to and only eats what she needs. As such she knows what's in the meat she consumes as much as she knows what's been in her plants in her greenhouse which holds the same Biome Dome. Aside from her greenhouse and barn, she has a mini ocean with different little biome domes in it for any fish and the like.
Styx doesn't waste anything. Styx loves her home, her tent is her home. She has her own little farm and diverse plants and animals so she knows that she could live her whole life in her tent and never run out thanks to the weather regulator rune sequence that gives Styx fresh water.
From 5:45 a.m. until 7:15 a.m. Styx will read a book and take notes in one of her colored leather-bound journals. The color depends on the subject. Styx took detailed notes, but never wrote the same thing twice.
At 7:15 a.m until 7:30 a.m. she took care of her greenhouse, barn, and ocean which wasn't much to do except check the chart that monitors the environment and animals to make sure all is well.
At 7:30 a.m. Styx would leave her tent and head to the library with her backpack which held her mundane school journals, pencil cases, and leather-bound sketchbook as well as her personal leather-bound grimoire.
Styx had invented her own private server two years before and slowly worked on better models until she got one that could fit in a ten by eight box. Then she created her very own set of glasses that linked her into her server and showed a holographic screen. Her black ring working as a mouse and her nails connected to a virtual keyboard.
It was genius and perhaps her favorite inventions. The fact that they run off of magic had nothing to do with it, after all, Styx thought her Biome Domes were her greatest inventions and these three came a close second.
Styx would work with a tutor in the four core mundane subjects such as Language Arts, Science, Mathematics, and Social Studies for an hour each.
From 11:30 a.m. until noon, Styx ate lunch with her grandparents before her secondary lessons in the afternoon with a different tutor. Styx was being taught personal interests in the afternoon.
At 4 p.m. Styx was done with all lessons and was free to do as she wanted. Styx used to have her schedule divided between mundane and magical subjects at Athens Academy, but because she was starting Hogwarts she decided to graduate from there with the Masteries she had and focus on finishing her mundane schooling before going to Hogwarts.
Styx spent most of her afternoons working on magic or art, either or it was the same to her. She went with what she had inspiration for and it usually worked in her favor.
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The Dragonborn
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