The power of that "pulling force" far exceeded Xenophilius Lovegood and Aberforth Dumbledore's expectations.
The two of them barely had time to react before the world spun around them and they arrived in a place they had never seen before.
Faint gray-white mist filled the air, and the outlines of all kinds of buildings could be glimpsed through it.
But before the two of them could take a closer look, Dumbledore also appeared beside them.
Aberforth Dumbledore looked around and asked urgently, "Why are you the only one here? Where's Vizet?"
Xenophilius reacted much the same way, anxiously looking around as well. "Where's Vizet? Nothing's gone wrong, has it?"
Hearing the worry in their questions, Dumbledore smiled and waved a hand. "Don't worry. He should appear soon."
Xenophilius's concern only made Aberforth Dumbledore grow even more agitated. "Albus, the situation this time is a little special, isn't it?"
"Even if Vizet is that... what did you call him, the leader? Last time it was only you and him. This time the number has doubled to four people coming in. Could something go wrong?"
"I don't think there should be much of a problem." Dumbledore gently shook his head. "Even if something does go wrong, it would likely happen to us. It absolutely won't happen to him."
To help Xenophilius and Aberforth Dumbledore understand better, he added, "You can imagine it like this..."
"The process by which we came to the 'Misty Illusory Realm' is equivalent to jumping straight off a cliff with no safety measures. It's an extremely dangerous thing to do."
"And Vizet is like a climber who has made thorough preparations and intends to calmly conquer the cliff."
"Or to put it even more plainly, we are the people jumping off the cliff, while he himself is a