Thousands of miles apart, pulling others into the illusion he created is a new ability developed by Aaron for the illusion.
Dumbledore showed him the principle of illusion. According to Aaron's understanding, the process of pulling people into the illusion is actually equivalent to treating the human brain as a computer and sending a self-edited thought signal - in layman's terms. It means implanting viruses into people's brains.
In essence, this is also a kind of magic that targets the mind.
Aaron has done a lot of research on this - although he has indeed gone through many detours, he has accumulated a lot of experience, so he easily summed up two usages.
First, select a specific object and send them a thought signal, but whether you can pull the other person into the illusion depends on whether the other person is strong-willed and second, whether that person has enough trust in you.
This trust refers to trust that comes from deep in the brain, subconsciously, so that your mind can accept a distant and vague signal.
Second, it is similar to broadcasting.
He can send thought signals to a certain area without any restrictions. As long as he meets a wizard who also knows how to use illusions, he has the courage and willingness to explore the unknown. Then he will choose to accept this signal and enter the illusion created by Aaron.
So Aaron couldn't help but extend his thinking...
If this characteristic of fantasy could be generalized...
Can it be used as a real-time communication technology in the magical world?
…
This was supposed to be Aaron's last day in Paris.
In these few days, Flamel taught him many necessary basic knowledge in alchemy - this is exactly what Aaron lacks. As Dumbledore said, his research is too eccentric.
But Aaron also gave Flamel many surprises - he showed Flamel the Moon Spirit Marrow Liquid and the Snake Translator, which amazed Flamel.
“Amazing! Great inspiration…”
For these two alchemical products, Flamel also gave some suggestions for improvement, and Aaron conscientiously made improvements to these two alchemical products.
Now, the Snake Translator is even more convenient to use: Aaron only needs to inhale a wisp of gas from the bottle before use, and he can automatically communicate with snakes without any barriers.
Flamel even helped him improve the accent and grammatical problems that would arise during the translation process - obviously, like Dumbledore, he also had a deep study of this rarely learned language.
As for the Moon Spirit Essence Liquid, its changes are even greater. The most obvious thing is that it has been enhanced in all aspects in terms of function.
For example, on the day Aaron planned to say goodbye to Flamel...
On the streets of Paris, in a secluded alley.
Aaron brought a small gift for Flamel - a new Parse language translator he had made in a hurry and wanted to give it to Flamel to thank him for his guidance these days.
The moment he turned the corner...
A dazzling light! A wizard is lurking on the corner of the street, trying to attack Aaron.
However, at the moment when the spell was about to touch Aaron's body - a large ball of mercury suddenly gushes out from under Aaron's feet. It instantly changed form and turned into a huge defensive shield, covering Aaron entirely.
"boom!"
There was obviously more than one ambusher. In addition to the huge explosion caused by the spell, in that short moment, Aaron even heard gunshots!
The attackers... weren't just wizards.
"interesting……"
Aaron raised the corners of his lips and ordered with a sneer:
"Don't kill them all, remember to leave one alive."
The Moon Spirit Marrow Liquid obeyed his order, and at the moment when the attackers had a firepower gap——
The protective shield was suddenly withdrawn, and the large ball of mercury turned into dozens of flexible tentacles, shooting out in all directions at the speed of sharp arrows.
Immediately afterwards——
"ah!!!"
There were bursts of shrill screams coming from the alley.
The attacker was very kind. He even arranged a spell to hide his identity before taking action, which saved Aaron a lot of worry.
…
In the alley.
Bodies lay scattered across the ground, and bloodstains were everywhere. From a round hole in their bodies, balls of mercury came out and gathered into a large ball behind Aaron.
The attackers were uniformly dressed, with black robes covering their heads from head to toe. Aaron couldn't help but sigh - do you people in underground business have uniforms?
Aaron stepped on the last person whose legs were broken. He slowly exerted force, and a painful scream immediately came from his feet.
"Tell me, who sent you here?" Aaron asked lazily.
"Delusion!" It seems that this guy is a tough guy.
Aaron shrugged, and a mercury tentacle quickly protruded from his shoulder, reaching in front of the attacker as coldly as a snake.
A sharp silver needle popped out from the tip of the tentacle, pointing right into the attacker's eyes.
"No matter how hard you force me, I won't tell you..."
The silver needle slowly moved downward, and the attacker's pupils shrank in horror...
"I just get paid to do things, outsourcing, do you understand outsourcing? I really don't know much information..."
The silver needle has touched the attacker's eyelashes...
"Those who work in our industry must be trustworthy and never betray their employers. It will be useless even if you kill me..."
The silver needle almost pierced the attacker's eye...
"I said! I said! It's the Purifiers. They released news on the black market that you have brought them trouble, and they want to hire someone to kill you! I'm just paid to do things!"
A smile appeared on Aaron's lips, and he pointed at the corpse on the ground:
"Are all these people paid to do things? There are no Purifiers themselves?"
"Yes! Yes! Those are the ones with guns. It is said that they are being chased so closely by Aurors that they can't tell the difference..."
"Muggle?"
"No, it's not like that. He seems to have some magic, but it's very superficial..." the attacker said with some confusion:
"In short, they are a very strange group of people. They can't even recite spells well. My nephew who is in the first grade is better than them..."
Aaron moved his feet away from him: "What's your name?"
"Black Crow..."
Aaron just kicked: "Real name."
"Darlings Surrey." The attacker said with pain.
His hood was lifted. This guy had a Latino face and messy curly hair. He looked to be no more than twenty-five years old.
Aaron was not polite to him: "Listen, you took me to the location of the Purifiers, I will spare your life - don't find any excuses with me, use all your information channels, this is to exchange for your life. "
"Understood, understood!" Darlings nodded fearfully.
Aaron flicked it casually, and a drop of mercury fell on Darlings' body and penetrated along his cuffs.
"Let's go."
The two of them walked out of the alley one after another - Aaron cast a temporary spell and planned to come back to deal with the corpses after the incident.
As for what exactly it is...
A sneer appeared on the corner of Aaron's mouth:
"It's indecent to come back but not to reciprocate. Purifiers, purifiers, since you took action first, don't blame me for being indecent..."
