Hogwarts: Realm of Dreams

In 2024, Times Square was bustling with crowds and full of life. Oliver held Hermione's hand tightly as they wove through the throng. All around them, advertising screens flashed, while street performers drew passersby to stop and watch.

Suddenly, Hermione stopped dead, her eyes fixed on a huge screen. Oliver followed her gaze and saw a scene from the film Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone. A familiar sight appeared: Harry's first visit to Hogwarts, with its mysterious, magnificent castle and wonderfully magical opening feast.

“Oliver, look!” Hermione's eyes shone with excitement, and her voice rose without her meaning to. “That's our world!”

Oliver smiled and gently squeezed her hand. “It is. I never thought we'd see it here.” His thoughts drifted back to their time at Hogwarts: flying on brooms, the wonder of learning spells in class, and the thrills of adventuring with their friends.

People around them noticed the screen too. Some stopped to watch, and now and then a few comments could be heard.

“It's such a classic. I love this movie,” a young man said wistfully.

“That little boy is Harry Potter, right? This is so amazing,” a little girl said, tugging at her mother's hand, her eyes fixed on the screen.

Hermione listened, her face glowing with pride, as if she were showing Oliver her most treasured possession.

“I really wish we could go back and visit,” Hermione said softly, her eyes full of nostalgia, “