The tower collapsed rumblingly underground, and the entire castle was shaking violently. Stone bricks, stairs, statues... It seemed as if there was an invisible giant hand of God, making this building made of building blocks. The castle was demolished and reorganized!
Aaron felt like he was taking an elevator. The whole room was sinking rapidly with him. Through the windows on all sides, he saw shocking scenes:
He saw a huge room flying before his eyes - the castle's auditorium at that time. In that short glance, Aaron saw all the tables and chairs in the auditorium automatically deform and reconstruct into beams supporting the ceiling;
He saw the dungeon buried deep in the ground suddenly rise from the ground, like a highly plastic fluid like a ball of mud, quickly turned into a statue under the control of an invisible hand;
He saw his office... saw the Potions classroom... saw the staff lounge, the foyer, the school hospital...
Aaron quickly realized what Dumbledore was doing——
This is a master of transformation, demonstrating his most proud skill in life!
What he demonstrated was not only his superb transformation skills, but also his in-depth understanding of time and space, his meticulous control over magic, and his subversive imagination of the world...
Dumbledore was telling him the true path to the pinnacle of Transfiguration!
Stairs are erected out of thin air between these constantly moving and changing units, like bridges; the violent deformation continues, the earth rises, and the lake is divided by an invisible giant blade, revealing a large open space. .
Aaron tried hard to capture all this dazzling information. Countless information rushed through his mind. His brain was running rapidly, trying to convert this information into knowledge that could be used by himself.
Boom, a loud noise.
The 'elevator' they were riding in landed, and the walls fell in all directions like a box being opened, disappearing the moment it touched the ground.
Dumbledore stood up, waved his wand, and everything else in the room disappeared without a trace.
Aaron woke up from the state of understanding and looked at everything in front of him with some surprise:
I saw that the original castle had completely disappeared, replaced by a huge building like the Roman Colosseum.
Based on a large open oval space at the bottom, layers of cylindrical arch structures extend upward, with tens of thousands of seats arranged in an orderly manner, and suspended stairs taking on the important task of transportation.
Two huge statues of knights stand at the front and rear ends of the oval. They hold long swords in their hands, and the sword blades go straight into the ground. They look majestic and solemn.
Now, Aaron and Dumbledore are sitting on the bottom floor. This is the performance area of the arena. It is extremely wide. Standing in it and looking up, it is like an ant in a well.
"Come on." Dumbledore stood up, waved his wand again, and the last two chairs disappeared, leaving only the two of them in the huge venue.
"Let's take a walk here."
…
"I think you can see how this is done?"
Dumbledore asked as they walked.
"Illusion." Aaron quickly answered. Other than that, there was no way to explain how Dumbledore could bypass so many guardian magics and make such an exaggerated transformation of the entire castle.
Not to mention, where are the people in the castle?
"It's very clever. It's indeed an illusion." Dumbledore said in an emotional tone: "I haven't used this skill for many years, but fortunately I'm not old at all in my skills."
"How?" Aaron asked, and he understood that Dumbledore was not just trying to show him the transfiguration technique by going to such great lengths.
"It's not difficult - for you, but it will be a little troublesome..."
"Legilimency, you know this. Using this magic, we can read other people's thoughts, but in essence, this is actually a kind of theft."
"Using this magic, we need to invade other people's brains and steal their thoughts - this must be done instantaneously, because human thoughts are changing all the time."
"Then, what about using this magic in reverse? I mean, using a technique similar to this, we can realize the most basic principles of the illusion."
"We put a carefully crafted and exquisite idea, idea, or thinking...in short, a signal like this into other people's brains."
"Then, you can use this as a guide to pull others into the illusion you created. The time here is very different from reality. You may have spent a whole day here, but from the outside it seems that you are just stunned. A moment."
Aaron raised his eyebrows and quickly put forward his idea: "So, can I use brain defense to prevent myself from being quietly pulled into the illusion?"
"It's difficult." Dumbledore said in a rich voice:
"Our brain is a miser. It will instinctively resist when outsiders steal its things. This is one of the reasons why Occlumency is easy to establish. But it is not so resistant to accepting information given to it by others. Even if that’s bad information about it…”
"But don't worry too much about this, Aaron, the illusion has its own rules..."
"First of all, if you want to draw someone into the illusion you weave, then you must be in it yourself. Of course, you can hide yourself so that others cannot find it."
"Secondly, since thoughts are the fastest things in the world, theoretically, you can use illusions to talk face-to-face with someone thousands of miles away. Of course, this presupposes that the two of you..."
At this point, Dumbledore suddenly stopped, and Aaron turned his head to look, only to see a strange, dazed look on his face.
"Professor?" Aaron called worriedly.
Dumbledore seemed to wake up from a dream. He smiled and said, "Nothing. I remembered some old events. Where did we just talk?"
"The rules of fantasy."
"Oh, the rules of fantasy..." Dumbledore smiled strangely: "Of course, what I tell you is just my own understanding. In this regard, I am just a beginner..."
"This skill is not very friendly to human wizards, and it is difficult for us to truly master its essence. In this regard, some wizards mixed with non-human blood have unique advantages."
"For example, the legendary wizard Merlin has the blood of nightmares, which makes his attainments in illusions unparalleled in ancient and modern times. Legend has it that he once cast illusions on a snow-covered valley, causing it to bloom with flowers in an instant."
"Sounds like a confusion spell," Aaron muttered under his breath.
"Indeed." Dumbledore smiled: "It's just that the effects are very different. Many fields of magic have something in common. Maybe the Confusion Curse was invented by Merlin."
"So Professor, what do you want to explain by telling me this?"
"I want to tell you the answer you have been waiting for." Dumbledore smiled mysteriously:
"Can you tell me what Occlumency, Legilimency, and illusions have in common?"
"It's all about people's thoughts." Aaron thought for a moment and said quickly.
"Yes." Dumbledore nodded approvingly: "According to my speculation, they may come from the same line and come from an ancient magic that has been lost."
"What is it, Professor?"
"I have found this name in ancient books - Thought Magic."
Dumbledore smiled: "Aaron, the question you asked me once was how to efficiently and reasonably give an item the ability to think so as to create a more perfect magical creation. I think this will be a path worth exploring. the way."
