This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Scipio and Mustafa knew that Vincent's management of the enterprise was just an excuse.

It was a pity for such a good seedling, but after all, it was someone else's choice, and they would not interfere too much.

Compared with his Quidditch talent, Vincent could obviously create greater value in alchemy.

Not long after sunset, the three of them came to the Colosseum on the ground.

In the nearly 2,000 years, this once extremely glorious building has experienced countless earthquakes and wars, and now only a broken skeleton remains.

In 1754, it was completely destroyed due to a large-scale conflict between supporters of both sides in a famous broom race co-hosted by the then Italian Minister of Magic and the British Minister of Magic.

Although it was restored to its original state later, in a sense, it was no longer the original Colosseum.

Scipio briefly spoke to the staff of the Italian Ministry of Magic, and then led Vincent and Mustafa to the top of the rows of rising stands.

Magic projections are not affected by sunlight, so the effect is the same whether it is day or night.

However, in order to avoid attracting the attention of Muggles as much as possible, larger events in the magic world are usually held at night.

When the interference magic surrounded the entire Colosseum, the performance area on the central flat ground below slowly shot out a white beam of light that went straight to the sky.

Its height was nearly 300 meters, and the fan-shaped light curtain was 400 meters wide.

Scipio and Mustafa seemed particularly excited.

The size of the magic projection was shocking enough, and it was not unacceptable for the display quality to be a little worse.

Vincent saw the reactions of the two.

Wayne's products must be high-quality.

He raised his wrist, turned on the magic communicator, and projected a simple operating interface.

"Mr. Minister, Mr. Chairman, please get ready, I'm going to start projecting the screen."

As his fingertips slid gently, a box video in the projection interface in front of him was thrown onto the huge projection in the sky.

A dim Muggle block appeared, and Mustafa was frightened by the newspapers blown by the wind, so he raised his hands to protect himself.

Scipio smiled and said, "Mr. Chairman, this is just a picture of the magic projection, don't make a fuss."

As soon as the voice fell, several lightning bolts fell on the truck in the block.

"Mamma Mia!" Scipio was shocked and almost sat down on the stands at his feet.

Mustafa was mentally prepared this time and was not scared.

However, just as he breathed a sigh of relief, a strange little dot suddenly appeared on the picture of the magic projection.

It swelled into a huge sphere in the blink of an eye, and countless lightning bolts struck the block from its surface.

The entire Roman Colosseum flickered, as if the illusion in the projection had descended into the real world.

When the intense light came on, everyone subconsciously raised their hands to cover their eyes.

After the strong light disappeared, the truck container seemed to be swallowed by the sphere, and the edge of the arc still retained the orange-red color representing high temperature.

Then, the screen moved downwards, and a naked man half-kneeling on the ground could be seen.

He slowly raised his head, looked around, and looked at the opposite street outside the alley in the distance.

The screen suddenly turned red, and while scanning several motorcycles, several lines of numbers and text flashed quickly on both sides.

Then it scanned a car and a bar, as if suggesting that this man was not a normal human.

Sure enough, the next second he opened the door of the bar, and his eyes swept to two women who were surprised and staring at his lower body.

Then he walked to the people playing billiards, stood in front of a bearded man smoking a cigar, and his eyes swept from top to bottom over the clothes on his body.

"I need your clothes, boots, and motorcycle."

The people around laughed, and the bearded man sneered and approached him.

"You forgot to say 'please'."

After saying this, the bearded man took a puff of his cigar provocatively, then blew a large cloud of smoke on his expressionless face, and pressed the cigar against his chest.

After a crushing fight, the naked man changed into a leather jacket, leather pants and boots with a big beard.

He left the bar and rode on a motorcycle, but the owner pointed a shotgun at him.

"You can't just leave like this, leave the motorcycle behind, or you'll be in trouble."

He got off the motorcycle, slowly walked to the bar owner, and snatched the shotgun pointed at him.

The threat was lifted, but he didn't seem to let go of the bar owner who surrendered.

Just when everyone thought they were going to fight again, he just took a pair of sunglasses from the other's chest pocket and put them on.

He slowly turned around, got on the motorcycle again, put the shotgun into the storage box at the back, and then rode away.

Vincent glanced at Scipio and Mustafa, and was very satisfied with their performance of not taking his eyes off.

This is the charm of Muggle movies. Just a beginning can make two wizard bosses indulge in it.

The wizarding world is too short of entertainment projects. Although it is impossible to copy the existing Muggle TV series, when magic TV based on magic projection becomes popular, wizards will definitely vigorously develop the film and television industry.

By eliminating the process of special effects production, the shooting cycle will only be shorter. It is even very likely that dozens or hundreds of episodes can be shot in an afternoon, just like the short dramas thirty years later.

When the wizards' film and television industry develops to this extent, the magic communicator can fully enter the mobile Internet era and officially replace those abandoned sunset industries.

When Vincent thought of this, the giant screen in the night sky was already playing another exciting part of the classic science fiction movie "The Terminator".

The man stumbled out as the exploding truck burst into flames.

His whole body was wrapped in flames and he soon fell to the ground.

The hunted hero and heroine hugged each other, but a metal skeleton slowly stood up in front of them.

The man who seemed to have traveled through time and space was indeed an invulnerable robot.

Vincent looked again at Scipio and Mustafa.

The two of them have been completely attracted by the plot, and are staring at the escaping hero and heroine on the giant screen with worried faces.

The magic projection is not only shocking in size, but also brings an immersive viewing experience.

Vincent nodded again with satisfaction.

As a mass media, film is an economical and elegant way of leisure, which allows every ordinary person to enjoy high-level culture.

Now it is just a two-dimensional plane, but in the future, three-dimensional magic projection will only make the audience more immersive.

He couldn't help but begin to wonder to what extent an art like film, a dream-making art, would develop in the hands of wizards.

And when the shackles that imprison them are completely lifted, what earth-shaking changes will come to the magical world?

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