Discovery!

A few days later, Harry stood in his laboratory, the faint glow of the ritual table casting eerie shadows across the room. His movements were precise, almost casual, as he ran a blade across his forearm, allowing his blood to drip onto the engraved runes of the ritual table.

Before him lay the lifeless body of a bison, its massive form sprawled across the stone surface. As the blood activated the ritual, the intricate symbols etched into the table came alive, pulsing with a faint, otherworldly light.

The transformation began immediately.

The bison's corpse started to wither, its muscles contracting and shrinking as if drained by an invisible force. Its once-powerful frame grew brittle, curling in on itself until it resembled a dry, mummified husk. The air was thick with the hum of unseen energy, and Harry could feel it; the raw vitality siphoned from the bison flowing into him.