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

[This viewing session ends here, and the next one will start at an unspecified time.]

This sentence was like a cold declaration, suddenly ringing in everyone's ears, making people who were originally immersed in the plot of the film come back to their senses instantly.

This sudden ending did not bring too much surprise or dissatisfaction, because everyone had long been accustomed to the tyranny of the screening room.

Then, another sentence slowly appeared on the screen: ['No one' can tell everything about the screening room. This memory cannot be extracted or peeped into.]

Seeing this, everyone's hearts tightened, and an inexplicable sense of restraint came over them.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone felt as if a layer of shackles were placed on their souls, but it did not cause any harm to them.

It seems? The soul has become more solid?

The last sentence is: [Time is prohibited in the screening room, and everyone will return to the moment they entered.]

Time stopped? What exactly did this screening room mean? People looked at each other, trying to find the answer in each other's eyes.

Time...isn't this already God's realm?

Just now, the picture paused without any warning, and those lines of words were deeply imprinted on the screen like carvings.

For a moment, the entire screening room fell into deathly silence, with only the occasional sound of breathing breaking the tranquility.

It took a long time for everyone to slowly digest and understand the meaning of this information.

Although they feel somewhat helpless about such harsh conditions and restrictions, most people remain calm.

After all, faced with such a powerful and mysterious projection room, they knew they were powerless to resist and had no choice but to submit.

So, since there is no way to change the current situation, we can only do what others say.

However, the calmness on the surface does not mean that there are no waves in the heart.

In fact, everyone was secretly calculating in their hearts, especially the large amount of information revealed in the movie just now, which became the focus of their thinking and analysis.

At this moment, they can't wait to sort out their chaotic thoughts and find some useful clues or clues.

After a brief silence, another strong feeling of dizziness came over me.

Everyone only felt a flash before their eyes, and their bodies were involuntarily pulled forward by an invisible force.

In the blink of an eye, they were all teleported back to the outside world without exception, returning to the world that was familiar yet beginning to become unfamiliar.

In the spacious and solemn headmaster's office, Dumbledore slowly opened his wise and deep eyes.

He lay quietly in the carved armchair, his body motionless, like a solidified statue, but his brain was working rapidly, like a surging ocean, thinking about the thrilling series of events he had just experienced.

"I wonder whether all this... is good or bad?" Dumbledore murmured to himself, his voice as soft as the breeze blowing through the window frame.

His brows furrowed slightly, a hint of worry showing on his face.

Those things were like a tangled mess in his mind, making it difficult for him to sort things out for a while.

At the same time, far away in the gloomy and terrifying prison of Nurmengard, Grindelwald, who had been imprisoned for many years, suddenly grinned and revealed a meaningful smile.

His originally dull eyes now sparkled with excitement and curiosity, as if he had discovered something extremely interesting.

Outside the tower, a group of black-robed men slowly approached, led by a face that Dumbledore was very familiar with—Wenda Rosier, the black rose blooming beside Grindelwald.

In the luxurious Malfoy Manor, Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Malfoy were carefully examining a ring with serious expressions.

A cloud of smoke spread out, and Snape's figure gradually emerged from the blazing fireplace of the Malfoy family's house.

On the train to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, many young wizards suddenly opened their eyes almost at the same time, as if awakened by some invisible force.

Some people looked sleepy and looked around blankly; others looked energetic, their minds full of questions.

Draco Malfoy sat alone in a luxurious compartment. He first impatiently sent Goyle and Crabbe, who were in the same compartment, away with various excuses. Then he leaned against the window, staring blankly at the scenery passing by outside the window, and fell into deep thought.

"Bang--" Accompanied by a dull and loud bang, the door of the box suddenly opened as if it was suddenly knocked open by a ferocious beast.

Draco was sitting leisurely in his seat, but after hearing the sudden noise, he quickly turned his head and his eyes fell on the two figures at the door who were breathing heavily and looked a little embarrassed.

Standing in front was Harry Potter with an anxious look on his face. His forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat and his chest was heaving violently, as if he had just experienced a fierce chase.

As for Ron Weasley, who was also panting behind him, Draco just glanced at him quickly and completely ignored him.

"Draco..." When Harry's eyes met Draco's gaze, he suddenly became like a child at a loss, and the words that were about to come out of his mouth were involuntarily choked in his throat.

However, Draco did not give Harry much time to hesitate.

A slightly joking smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he slowly stood up.

He held his head high, looking down at the slightly uneasy Harry in front of him with an extremely arrogant attitude.

"Oh? So you are the famous savior!" Draco said with a chuckle, his tone full of mischief.

Then he took a step forward, stretched out his right hand, and tilted his head slightly, putting on a condescending attitude.

"Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."

Harry's heart, which had been beating wildly due to nervousness and anxiety, miraculously calmed down after catching a sly glint in Draco's eyes.

A warm and friendly smile spread across his face, and he extended his right hand without hesitation.

"Harry Potter, nice to meet you. I believe we can become good friends."

As these words came out of Harry's mouth, his eyes remained firmly on Draco, without any intention of retreating.

Seeing this, Draco was stunned for a moment, and then the upward curve of his mouth became more and more obvious.

He held Harry's outstretched hand tightly and shook it vigorously a few times. The two smiled at each other. At that moment, it seemed as if all the noise around them had faded away, leaving only the indescribable tacit understanding and friendship between them.

This puzzling scene happened to fall into Ron's eyes, making him feel confused and bewildered.

He frowned tightly, his thick eyebrows moving slightly, and he muttered in a low voice, "What's going on between you two? Haven't you known each other for a long time?"

However, at this moment, Harry and Draco seemed to be in sync with each other, and completely ignored Ron's puzzled words and surprised expression.

They seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding with each other that was difficult for others to understand.

Let's get to know each other again, my dear savior.

Of course, as you wish, my dear little dragon.

The two looked at each other and smiled, saying nothing.

Whatever they encounter, they will face it together.

Really looking forward to watching the movie next time...

——End of text

(The author intends to finish this book here. Thank you very much for your support and company.

In fact, there were many times when I wanted to give up, but when I thought of the many lovely fans who had been with me all the way, I gritted my teeth and persevered.

I am really very grateful to everyone for always being with me!

Of course, there will be extra episodes after Guanyingti 2.0, including Daobi, other small brain holes, and adulthood hehehe~

As for the order, I still see which one has inspiration.

The next article should be about quick travel, it’s too tiring to write long articles.

I have a lot of little ideas that I want to write down, but I’m not sure whether there will be two male protagonists.

I don't really like the same male protagonist in quick-travel novels. I want to ask, if the protagonist is sometimes in love and sometimes not in each world, and the other male protagonist is not a slicing attacker, does this count as no CP?

Anyone interested can wait a moment, love)