Librarian at Hogwarts

"Of course, there is something wrong with this door. We all know there is something wrong with this door. After all, if there is no problem, I can push it open with my hand."

Ignat said half-jokingly.

"No, that's not what I meant."

Neil was so serious for the first time, and he responded seriously.

"This door seems to be alive... Of course, I don't know if I am right to describe it this way."

"But when I wanted to take care of it, there was a voice in my head, and it was like the door was asking for help."

"Psychic illusions - don't be fooled by these inferior magics, keep your mind clear." Ignat shouted.

Neil shook his head.

"No, Igno."

"It's not a mental illusion - my brain is closed off, you know."

"I think this door may not be what we see with the naked eye. It may be the Alsimon Door that I have been looking for."

The Gate of Alsimon is named after the god Alsimon, who is said to be a god who is good at using illusions.

Neil's words surprised everyone present.

Igno heard Neil talk about the legendary Alsimon Gate that he had been searching for.

In fact, its name may not just be Alsimon's Gate. In records, it was also called Alsimon's Wall, Alsimon's Zodiac, or simply Alsimon.

According to rumors, its surface shape can be changed according to its use.

For example, when you need to seal something, it can be a door, a lock, or even a box.

Its form changes completely according to the user's wishes, and this is also a very magical magic.

However, such a magic also has extremely harsh conditions for its use.

That means the controller must have a pure mind, or have very strong spiritual power.

Only in this way can the user be able to withstand the magic power of Alsimon's Gate.

Of course, Alsimon's Gate doesn't just have such a fancy surface-changing ability.

In fact, its illusion ability is quite powerful. When fighting against it, you can easily fall into its illusion.

Igno and others looked at the door and fell into deep thought.

The centaurs obviously had no effective way to deal with the door.

Of course, you certainly can't expect them to use bows and arrows to deal with this magical door.

"No matter what, we have to give it a try. It's better than nothing, right?"

Neil seemed to be talking to himself.

He has been pursuing Alsimon's Gate, but to be honest, when this door actually appeared in front of him, he was not completely sure that he could break Alsimon's Gate.

Niall drew his wand, knowing there was only one way to deal with the Gate of Althimon.

"Alsimon's Gate is the pinnacle of illusion."

"Only if you are stronger than it in the spiritual realm, it will surrender to you."

Neil took a deep breath. His years of training could be said to be just for today.

The pure heart has extremely strong spiritual power.

Niall's wand was pointed at Alsimon's Gate.

Soon, Igno on the side felt that a spiritual magic began to fluctuate crazily - erupting from the gates of Neil and Alsimon at the same time.

He understood that a silent war had begun.

The people present watched Neil standing in front of Alsimon's Gate.

He always maintained this posture without any changes.

However, no one could have imagined what Neil was going through now.

Neil only felt that he was in great pain now.

His body seemed to be rapidly expanding, getting bigger and bigger, like a balloon that was constantly being inflated and was about to explode.

But he had to be patient.He knew it was an illusion, even though it was terrifyingly real.

Neil was ready to attack.He began to try to control the Gate of Alsimon.

"Ah~"

In the end, Neil couldn't control his strength, and he screamed.

"Neal!" Igno quickly walked over, he wanted to stop Neil.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just an illusion..." Neil stabilized Igno, but even though it was an illusion, his body and spirit were actually hurt to a certain extent.

"I can."

There was determination in his voice.

"Well, be more careful." Ignat patted Neil on the shoulder worriedly.

"Um."

After a brief rest, Neil tried again.

However, this attempt still failed.

Neil stood there with a pale face, looking very weak.

"Neal, why don't you let me give it a try? You can take a rest first."

Igno said again worriedly.

"No, it's nothing. I can handle it."

"And I think I'm almost there!"

Although Neil's face was pale, he still seemed to have extremely strong power. He said firmly: "The power of Alsimon's Gate is very powerful, but at the same time, in its struggle with me, its consumption is also huge. Just like what I tried just now, I can already feel the decline of its attack."

This was a war without gunpowder. No one knew how many times Neil and Alsimon's Gate had fought.

Even the changes in some scenes made Neil unable to distinguish between reality and illusion for a moment.

However, after repeated trials, Neil finally got the hang of it.

He began his third engagement.

This time, Ignat clearly sensed that the magic wave bursting out from Neil was more powerful than ever before.

He could even see mysterious magical flames starting to appear around Neil in a trance, and the flames were like iron chains bound towards Alsimon's Gate.

This is a shackles of mental power!

I saw these iron chains, each of which seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, trying desperately to bind the Alsimon Gate.

This is not easy.

In front of Neil's eyes, the Gate of Alsimon seemed to have transformed into a tall dragon.

And his mental shackles, in front of this giant dragon-shaped creature, are like withered grass at human feet.

Without power, we can only surrender.

Neil knew that the power of Alsimon Gate had reached its maximum at this time.

The illusion competition between these two people has already affected everyone around them.

Igno and the centaurs could even see some scenes. If Igno had not sealed the brains of the centaurs in time, Enr might have pulled out his bow and arrow and shot towards the Gate of Alsimon.

I don’t know how long this competition lasted.

Neil's forehead was dripping with sweat.

He felt like he was fighting the giant dragon in front of him. He crossed countless mountains, fought in the abyss, fought on the lonely peaks, and chased on the grasslands.

His mental shackles were so small even in front of the giant dragon.

But they kept attacking Alsimon's Gate.

The Gate of Alsimon must have been enraged. The dragon it imagined kept roaring, and the flames burned Neil's soul like the fire of hell.

This is a difficult battle and also a training.

In the constant battles with Alsimon's Gate, Neil's spiritual power was tempered time and time again.

He transformed into water to resist the attack of the fire, and transformed into wings parallel to the dragon.

In the end, those tiny chains were like growing grass.

They are getting stronger and stronger and more energetic.

They began to wrap around the dragon, preventing the dragon from having any chance to escape.

Neil, who was standing in front of the door, finally moved.

He panted heavily, looked at Igno with a proud face, and said breathlessly.

"I succeeded, Igno!"