After hearing Draco's thoughts, everyone couldn't sit still.

There is no doubt that this place called the "viewing room" was not intended to give them any opportunity to ask questions or solve their doubts from the beginning.

Just as everyone was thinking different things, the originally still image on the screen suddenly began to move slowly, attracting everyone's attention.

The first thing that appeared on the big screen was an exquisite banquet hall, which was recognized by many pure-blood wizards who had worked with the Malfoy family.

The scene changed, and you could see several ladies whispering there.

【......

"Has anyone seen that distinguished young master?" Mrs. Travers said sarcastically to the ladies around her, waving her fan.

"I heard that he is already 6 years old, but no one has ever seen that delicate little master. I don't know if it is... hehe." The rest of the words were hidden in a chuckle, and the expressions of the ladies surrounding this lady changed slightly.

......

"How come anyone can enter Malfoy Manor now? Well, our noble Malfoy family head is actually a kind man?"

Professor Snape, the Potions Master, who most people knew, walked past them.

Everyone was watching intently, not wanting to miss any information, when suddenly a few colorful comments flashed across the big screen:

(Severus! It’s my Severus~)

(As soon as I heard the word "well", I knew it was our Snake King)

(Stiftung!!!)

(It's Sif!)

(Yeah! The Godfather is so handsome)

Snape's face became extremely gloomy, as if a storm was about to come.

He stared at the strange things that kept flashing in front of him, his heart filled with confusion and anger.

What the hell are these things and why are they here?

At the same time, Lucius and Narcissa's expressions suddenly changed.

Although they were in another world, from the few words they had just heard, they seemed to have sensed something related to their son Draco.

Could it be that Draco was in some trouble or danger? The two looked at each other, and saw deep worry in each other's eyes.

In contrast, Dumbledore appeared much calmer. He keenly caught the sudden barrage of comments, raised his eyebrows with interest, and asked tentatively:

"A viewing room, huh? Then I'd like to ask, what are these colorful words? They look very interesting."

Draco, who had been paying attention to all this, couldn't help but be attracted by the barrage.

However, when he sensed the not-so-nice mood of his godfather beside him, he swallowed back the words he wanted to ask and just sat there silently, not daring to speak easily.

But when he heard Dumbledore's question, he nodded subconsciously, indicating that he was also very curious about these mysterious barrages.

As a result, everyone's eyes were simultaneously cast towards the huge screen, expecting it to give the answer.

At this moment, the big screen seemed to have received everyone's request, and suddenly the picture froze.

The whole room fell into a brief silence, as if time had stopped.

After a few seconds, lines of text slowly appeared on the screen like flowing water:

【That's called Danmu. 】

[Usually, if a person's inspiration is strong enough, he or she may have some special resonance with another world.]

【And what happens in that world will be transmitted to the people in this world who send the barrage in the form of dreams. 】

[Later, someone wrote these dream experiences into wonderful stories and filmed them into films, thus creating films similar to the one we are watching now.]

[Those comments were posted by that world, expressing their love.]

"I see." Dumbledore narrowed his eyes slightly and fell into deep thought, as if he wanted to see the truth hidden behind the phenomenon in front of him.

He found that just now, when he asked the question, the huge screen showed no intention of stopping the show, and continued to flash and play on its own.

But after Draco looked at him with curiosity and approval and nodded in response, the mysterious big screen began to react obviously as if it had received some kind of instruction.

It has to be said that Dumbledore is not the kind of old-fashioned person who sticks to the rules and sticks to the old ways.

On the contrary, he has a considerable degree of understanding and familiarity with all the new things in the Muggle world.

So, when he realized that what he was watching might be a movie, he started thinking about it in his mind.

Since it’s a movie, there must be a protagonist leading the development of the entire story, right?

Among those people sitting in the first row, there must be the "protagonist" who caused all this.

So after he opened his mouth, he quickly looked around, observing the expressions and reactions of everyone in the theater, while recalling the clues revealed at the beginning of the film.

After some thought and inference, Dumbledore was almost certain that Draco Malfoy was the undisputed protagonist of this film.

After all, based on his understanding of the Malfoy family, their children have always been the focus of attention, and there has never been any news of Draco being in poor health since he was a child.

Draco had no idea about Dumbledore's analysis, and only had a vague understanding of the explanation given by the viewer, but he still nodded obediently, pretending to understand everything.

The next second after he nodded, the picture continued to play without pause, which made Dumbledore, who was observing secretly, more certain of his guess.

Under the expectant gazes of the crowd, Lucius and Narcissa appeared like two dazzling stars, their stunning appearances dazzling. They were dressed in gorgeous attire, and their every move exuded nobility and elegance.

As soon as he saw Snape, Lucius immediately smiled warmly, walked up to him quickly and greeted him cordially.

Although Snape's words were a bit harsh, smart people had already seen it. They saw a barely perceptible smile flash across Snape's face.

The two of them chatted back and forth, their words showing the joy of meeting old friends, mixed with some small teasing and banter, which made the atmosphere around them suddenly become relaxed and lively.

Narcissa on the side always maintained a charming smile and occasionally interjected a few words, making the conversation even more interesting.

Those who were originally hiding in the corner and gossiping secretly suddenly felt a strong pressure coming.

Lucius swept the crowd with sharp eyes. His cold gaze seemed to be able to penetrate people's souls, making everyone present shudder.

Despite this, Lucius did not linger for long and soon turned his attention back to Snape.

He seemed a little anxious, as if there was something urgent that needed to be dealt with, and gently patted Snape's shoulder.

Snape followed closely behind and left the noisy place together.

......

Snape glanced at him and said, "Why, you're acting strangely today, Lucius." As a friend of many years, he could tell at a glance that something was wrong with Lucius today, and his expression became a little serious.

......

"Severus," Lucius hesitated.

"Xiaolong, you know, has been ill ever since that incident. Over the years, Xixi and I have tried everything but could only get him to communicate. But last year, a miracle suddenly occurred. I can guarantee that this must be a gift from Merlin... Sif, Xixi and I trust you the most. Perhaps you will know... once you go in."

......

The boy heard the door open and curiously saw his parents walk in with a strange yet familiar man.

(Hey, Daddy Lu looks handsome today too)

(Ahhhh! Narcissus Mom!)

(Daily Life of Venomous Snake)

The moment Draco appeared, the number of comments on the screen increased dramatically.

(Baby! You are a little angel!)

(It’s the stars on Earth, Xiaolong)

(Draco is so cute!)

(Help, I'm dying of cuteness)

(Woo woo woo woo, so cute, auntie kiss)

(The Malfoy family completely occupies my aesthetic point)

Draco's eyes fell on the words of praise, and his cheeks, which were originally as white as snow, were now as red as ripe apples.

How can these people use such bold words?

He muttered to himself, feeling a little shy and embarrassed.

After all, he has been the only child raised and cared for by his parents since he was a child.

Although people around him would compliment him, they were all subtle and hypocritical. He had never experienced such direct and enthusiastic praise.

Harry, who was standing by, glanced at Draco from the corner of his eye.

I have to admit that Draco is indeed very delicate and handsome, like a carefully crafted work of art.

Especially when recalling Draco as a child, that chubby little face with an innocent smile looked so adorable.

Unlike them, Ron was curling his lips in disdain.

He had heard his father Arthur talk about the Malfoy family many times, and every time he talked about it, he would complain.

So he really had no interest in watching the screen that was constantly showing images of the Malfoy family.

"Hey, he's just a Malfoy, what's so great about him!" Ron muttered softly, "I don't think he's cute at all!"

Because of Ron's angle, he naturally didn't notice that Harry in the front row was secretly looking at Malfoy. He was just about to have a good talk with Harry about the hateful Slytherin.

But when he felt Molly's sharp gaze, he immediately shut his mouth and sat there obediently and aggrievedly, not even daring to breathe.

Hermione, who had not yet met Ron and the others, quickly regained her composure after successfully calming down Neville, who was terrified.

Her bright and intelligent eyes began to observe everything around her calmly.

She looked up and stared at the huge screen in front of her, not missing any subtle plot changes, and firmly memorizing those crucial details deep in her heart.

Judging from the plot presented so far, the character named Draco Malfoy seems to occupy a dominant position, and it can be preliminarily judged that he is most likely the protagonist of this work.

Moreover, it is not difficult to find out from the scenes shown on the screen that the young master seems to be in poor health, which undoubtedly adds a touch of mystery and pity to his image.

Beautiful, strong, miserable, very good, he has everything a protagonist needs.

Hermione, who often watched movies with her parents, thought to herself.

On screen, the full content of the conversation between Lucius and Snape was not presented to the audience.

Therefore, everyone could only witness Snape and Draco exchange a few brief sentences.

Then, the camera suddenly turned and the scene switched to Lucius.

Lucius can be seen taking out a stack of snow-white, completely blank postcards and a transparent glass tube potion filled with unknown liquid from his arms and handing them to Snape.

[Snape picked up the postcard. No matter how you looked at it, it was just a very plain postcard, which was totally inconsistent with the Malfoy family's aesthetic.

"What is this? The Malfoy family finally went bankrupt? This doesn't seem like your aesthetic at all."

(Good, that's very Snape-esque.)

(Hahaha, I was ridiculed)

......

"You can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth. The full name of this is Postcards for the Dead." Lucius sat leisurely on the sofa.

...]

At this moment, those people who had been holding an indifferent attitude suddenly exploded like a powder keg that had been lit.

For a moment, all kinds of noisy sounds rang out one after another, and countless gazes, whether bright or dark, were like sharp arrows, shooting towards the direction where Lucius was.

You know, who’s family doesn’t have a few relatives and friends whom they miss deeply?

Even Sirius, who was in a daze and kept muttering to himself, seemed to wake up from a dream and slowly raised his head.

His originally dull eyes gradually began to glow with a different kind of light, like stars suddenly twinkling in the dark abyss.

Even the usually calm and composed Headmaster Dumbledore couldn't help but look astonished, and he turned his gaze in Lucius's direction. Could such a miraculous alchemical product really exist?!

Lucius, who was in the spotlight, clearly felt that he had become the focus of the audience.

His face began to turn pale, and his expression revealed an unconcealable panic.

Oh my god, he's been wronged! How could he possibly have a prop like that? Please stop staring at him!

Draco on the side looked at everything happening in front of him with a confused look on his face.

For him, he really couldn't understand why everyone's reaction was so intense.

However, from the expressions and words of the people around him, he could vaguely sense that this postcard seemed to have some extremely special and important meaning to many people present.