❖Sylvia Blackwood ❖ Frist year ❖ Slytherin ❖
House: Slytherin
Age: 11
Wand: 31.3 cm chestnut wood and unicorn hair
School Year: First Year
Patronus: N/A
Species: Human
History/Background Story:
Sylvia was born to the witch Florence and her husband Arnold Blackwood.
Florence was a potions maker of some renown, while Arnold is a fantasy author of some success. The couple met when Florence was visiting Nova Scotia, Canada for business and turned Arnold into a frog by accident. They married a few years after and had Sylvia there. The family moved to Cheshire, England to care for Sylvia’s ill Grandmother.
In both England and in Canada, Sylvia attended public muggle schools, but in the safe space of her home, magic is being taught...somewhat effectively. Her mother’s often too busy flying around to give Sylvia any form of real training, so much of her magical knowledge is from her senile grandmother and the books that her father (a muggle, mind you) tries to read to her. It goes about as well as you think it would.
The first time she had activated her magic powers was when she was 6. She desperately wanted a cookie before dinner. To her glee (and her parent’s mortification) she was able to use magic to bring the cookie jar from the top shelf and open itself for her.
Sylvia got her invitation to Hogwarts on her 11th birthday. (Her grandmother told her it was a terrible disease until her mother corrected her) When she got it, the young girl was filled with excitement, relief and anxiety. Sylvia does not have many human friends. Her hermit nature makes her prefer the company of her mothers plants over girls her age. She hopes that going to Hogwarts will be a step in a new direction. Now that she’ll be with kids just like her, maybe she’ll find some friends.
Age: 11
Wand: 31.3 cm chestnut wood and unicorn hair
School Year: First Year
Patronus: N/A
Species: Human
History/Background Story:
Sylvia was born to the witch Florence and her husband Arnold Blackwood.
Florence was a potions maker of some renown, while Arnold is a fantasy author of some success. The couple met when Florence was visiting Nova Scotia, Canada for business and turned Arnold into a frog by accident. They married a few years after and had Sylvia there. The family moved to Cheshire, England to care for Sylvia’s ill Grandmother.
In both England and in Canada, Sylvia attended public muggle schools, but in the safe space of her home, magic is being taught...somewhat effectively. Her mother’s often too busy flying around to give Sylvia any form of real training, so much of her magical knowledge is from her senile grandmother and the books that her father (a muggle, mind you) tries to read to her. It goes about as well as you think it would.
The first time she had activated her magic powers was when she was 6. She desperately wanted a cookie before dinner. To her glee (and her parent’s mortification) she was able to use magic to bring the cookie jar from the top shelf and open itself for her.
Sylvia got her invitation to Hogwarts on her 11th birthday. (Her grandmother told her it was a terrible disease until her mother corrected her) When she got it, the young girl was filled with excitement, relief and anxiety. Sylvia does not have many human friends. Her hermit nature makes her prefer the company of her mothers plants over girls her age. She hopes that going to Hogwarts will be a step in a new direction. Now that she’ll be with kids just like her, maybe she’ll find some friends.