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Clear water flows continuously in the huge pool of the prefect's bathroom, reflecting the crystal light, and setting off the luxurious white marble tiles and exquisite carved pillars around.

However, at this moment, this place that should have been relaxing seems unusually cold.

"Gulp..."

Ripples appeared in the pool, and a figure slowly raised his hands from the water.

Percy Weasley lowered his head, and the back of his hands looked particularly strange under the light-a thick layer of black and hard hair covered it.

His fingers trembled slightly, and his nails had become pointed and long, faintly revealing a terrifying breath.

He raised his head and looked directly at the huge mirror in front of him.

The self in the mirror almost made him breathless.

"No..."

His hair was longer than usual, and it was messy and messy, with a wild mess.

The lines of his cheeks became sharper, his eyes were sunken, and his pupils began to emit a hint of animal coldness.

His teeth... those teeth became extremely sharp, like a hungry beast ready to tear its prey apart.

What was even more horrifying was that there were already some traces of animalization on both sides of his cheeks, the skin was becoming rough, and even had dark lines.

"Oh my God... what did I do..."

Percy uttered a painful whisper, and suddenly covered his face, trying not to look at that disgusting look.

But the touch from his palm left him nowhere to escape.

"Why?! I know that using it will make the symptoms worse..."

He roared, his hand suddenly slid to his cheek, pinching his skin hard, and even a few red marks oozed out.

"Why do you still use it?!"

Percy suddenly raised his hand and slapped his face hard, his eyes full of regret and pain.

His breathing was rapid, and his emotions were out of control.

"I'm a prefect..."

His voice gradually lowered, as if he was accusing himself, and as if he was making excuses for his own depravity.

Recalling everything, his body trembled slightly.

Everything started with that book.

That night, in a corner outside the library, he accidentally found a tattered magic book.

As a class leader, Percy subconsciously thought that this was left by a careless student, and he should have returned the book to Professor Mesphilos as soon as possible.

However, it was too late that day, so he decided to return the book the next day.

But that night, he was attracted by some strange power.

He opened the book for some reason, and even read only one page... Just one page, the content of the book was like an invisible chain, pulling him into the abyss.

From that night on, his world changed completely.

This book records in detail the spells about the Egyptian god Anubis, but the content is chilling.

The spells in the book are not spells of the same attributes as Anubis, but curses that are completely opposite to his authority.

As we all know, Anubis symbolizes rebirth and life, and is a god of protection and revival.

However, this book teaches a series of spells that reverse the essence of life - they deprive vitality, accelerate withering, and even corrode magic, causing the caster's power to quickly deplete.

This spell is so powerful that it almost ignores the defense of traditional shield magic and can break through the barrier in an instant.

When Percy Weasley first started studying these spells, he was deeply attracted by their powerful destructive power.

He found in several practices that any defense that tried to resist this kind of magic was useless.

The feeling of easily defeating his opponent made him extremely excited.

"With these spells, the championship must be mine!"

He said to himself.

Seeing that the duel competition at Hogwarts was approaching, Percy felt for the first time that he had the opportunity to go from an ordinary student to the focus of everyone's attention.

However, the good times did not last long.

After several practices, Percy began to notice some subtle changes.

His appetite became strange, especially craving for meat.

Some coarse hair began to grow on the back of his hands, and these hairs became thicker and thicker.

His teeth also became sharper unconsciously.

When he first noticed himself in the mirror, he could hardly believe the signs of animal transformation.

"This is impossible..."

Percy flipped through the book in horror, and finally found a not-so-obvious text in the corner of a page: "The spell that reverses the power of life will erode the essence of the caster and make it degenerate into a wild form."

He collapsed on the ground, feeling his world collapse.

He didn't know why he ignored this hint...

Since then, Percy has lived in deep fear and struggle.

He knew that the side effects of these spells would turn him into a monster that was neither human nor wolf.

But on the other hand, he couldn't give up the game-especially when he heard Professor Flitwick announce that the champion would receive a prize of 500 gold galleons, his heart was shaken.

This huge sum of money, he had never touched in his life.

"Maybe...as long as I'm careful and don't use those spells too much, nothing will happen."

He used this excuse to comfort himself again and again.

But the reality is far from that simple.

In the following game, Percy gradually fell into a dilemma.

His mentality became unstable due to the repeated tug-of-war between fear and desire, causing his performance to be even worse than in the first round.

He was even pushed into a desperate situation by a former defeated opponent.

In desperation, he used the decay spell on his opponent for the first time in a formal match.

The victory brought by the spell did not make him happy, but made him feel endless despair - his beastly characteristics intensified.

His hair became thicker and his teeth became frighteningly sharp. He found that he was losing control quickly.

When he learned that he had a bye in the next round, Percy made an instinctive decision: to flee the competition and hide in a place where no one could find him.

He ran all the way and finally ran into the prefect's bathroom.

Slowly, he raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror.

It was a monster he could hardly recognize.

He fell into deep confusion.

"What should I do..."

There was a noisy sound outside the door.

"Da Da Da -"

It was a clear sound of horse hooves, mixed with the sound of metal collision. The sound was getting closer and closer, with a certain sense of oppression.

Percy frowned and turned to look in the direction of the sound.

He quickly put on his clothes, took out a pair of special gloves from his pocket, and covered his hands covered with thick black hair.

He pursed his lips hard to hide his sharp teeth, and tried to calm his expression.

The sound at the door seemed to stop, but then a strange conversation sounded.

"Get out! You are not allowed to enter here!"

The door of the prefect's bathroom screamed angrily, with a tone full of rejection and anger.

"Don't think I don't know who you are! It was you who made a mess of us last time! Hogwarts doesn't welcome thugs like you!"

Percy was stunned for a moment, and his eyebrows were slightly raised. He was confused: Who is outside the door? He actually has such a big grudge with the prefect's bathroom?

He hesitated for a moment, but still walked forward. With a hint of vigilance, he gently opened the door.

"Thunder Explosion..."

As soon as the door opened a crack, Percy saw a familiar figure-Devero Alexander.

He was furious, with his wand pointed at the bathroom door, ready to cast a spell at any time.

Deveraux's voice stopped abruptly, and he was stunned for a moment, and the anger on his face instantly turned into a little embarrassment.

"Uh, Percy... hello."

Percy looked at him coldly, raised his eyebrows, and there was a hint of weirdness in his tone.

"Are you planning to... blow up the toilet?"

Deveraux ignored his question, but took a step back, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a meaningful smile.

"That's for you, 'Blasphemer of Anubis'."

This sentence was like a heavy hammer, hitting Percy's chest. His pupils suddenly shrank, and the expression on his face froze instantly.

"...What are you talking about?"

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[Name: Percy Weasley]

[Age: 15 years old]

[Spell Library: Decaying Spell (Proficient), Aging Spell (Entry),...]

[Entries: Blasphemer of Anubis (Purple), Test Genius (Purple), Magical Talent (Purple), Potential for Corruption (Blue)]

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[Blasphemer of Anubis (Purple): You recite spells that blaspheme Anubis, spread corruption in the world, and are cursed by Anubis. The curse will become more serious as you abuse the spell! ]

[Magic Talent (Purple): You have a magical talent that exceeds that of ordinary wizards, and you learn spells faster than ordinary people, and you also have a certain degree of creativity. ]

[Test Genius (Purple): You are very good at reading textbooks, have a better memory than ordinary people, and can handle various exams with ease! ]

[Potential for Corruption (Blue): Very basic magical power, you have the potential to learn spells with the power of decay and finally master the power of decay. 】

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