Good stories always had good endings.
So when, in the final battle, Harry reflected Voldemort's curse back at him once more and defeated him, a low cheer rose from everyone in the Cinema.
"Good boy... He understood what the Power of Love was better than Voldemort did, and that was why he could defeat Voldemort." Dumbledore praised him from the heart, clapping softly.
Grindelwald glanced at him and very much wanted to retort that this ending was simply Voldemort getting tricked by an old schemer like you through the special properties of the Elder Wand—what did that have to do with any Power of Love?
But... considering their relationship had finally eased a little, Grindelwald shut his mouth and pretended he had not heard.
"A truly splendid film, Weide. For me—even for the other professors of Hogwarts—it is extremely educational." Dumbledore's face was full of relief.
Fortunately, in this world, that child named Harry in the future would not need to shoulder such a heavy burden.
He could grow up happily in his parents' love, and no wicked person would disturb him.
This was undoubtedly what pleased Dumbledore the most.
At that moment, as the film ended, the people who had been specially invited to the Cinema all gave the film's producer, Li Weide, enthusiastic applause.
The lights in the Cinema came on. Li Weide stood up and faced everyone, a faint smile on his face.
"Please don't leave just yet, everyone. I've also prepared a sumptuous dinner for you all." Li Weide looked toward Hufflepuff.
Hufflepuff nodded and walked in through the side door beside the Cinema.
Miravia and Tom, however, felt somewhat heavy-hearted.
Right now, almost everyone was extremely happy. They really did not want to see these happy people fall into confusion and fear more than ten