After HP shared the dream, Lao Fu was conquered by me

The moonlight gently covered the ancient black forest like a silver yarn. A majestic and gloomy castle stood quietly, as if rising quietly from the abyss of time.

Lamia Nocturne stepped into the castle belonging to the ancient pureblood clan wearing black boots. "Father, today is your 1000th birthday. Your kindest little daughter has brought you a big gift." Lamia's long silver hair was casually tied behind her with a crimson ribbon, and there was a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth.

"It's Lamia, come here quickly." The Nocturne family patriarch, Braden Nocturne, looked at his intelligent and lovely little daughter with a loving face. "Lamia, you are too kind for a vampire."

"Really? Father?" Lamia still had a sweet smile on her face, but her hand pierced deep into Braden's chest like a steel knife, and she pulled out a heart that no longer beat.

"This is my great gift to you. I will offer your heart to the most powerful Nocturne ancestor, so that you may inherit the great heritage of the blood race. Under my leadership, the Nocturne family will conquer the human world and establish the Kingdom of Blood," Lamia's blood-red eyes were filled with ambition. "As for you, cowardly clan leader, are you satisfied with my gift?"

The moment Braden lost his heart, his skin quickly aged. He looked at his once beloved daughter in disbelief, "Why?"

"Why?" Lamia laughed sarcastically, "Because only I can restore the vampire clan to its former glory!" She stepped on Braden's head condescendingly, "So, father, I can only ask you to die." Holding the cold heart in her hand, she walked to a pitch-black coffin and stopped.

"Respected ancestor Nocturne, I offer you the heart of the 58th generation pureblood of Nocturne. Please grant me the greatest inheritance of the blood clan!" Lamia knelt on one knee, her long silver hair hanging on the ground, and the red ribbon fell quietly.

"You don't deserve it." A cold and old voice came from the coffin, followed by a burst of energy shock with murderous intent. Lamia was hit in the heart. When she lost consciousness, she saw the red strap dropped on the ground.

[A bindable host has been identified, and the savior system has been activated]

Lamia was awakened by a blinding light. "She's awake, come here!" Two little creatures gathered around her. The moment she saw the humans, she instinctively put on a kind and innocent smile. "Hello, my name is Lamia."

The children were amazed by Lamia's smile. The fat boy in the lead blushed, "I'm Dudley, and he's my cousin Harry." He pulled the timid boy hiding behind him. Harry's beautiful green eyes looked straight at Lamia, and his little face flushed slightly.

Lamia smelled a strange smell on him, which was hard to describe. She just felt very hungry and her fangs couldn't help but show out.

She suppressed the desire and stood up, "Where am I?" She looked down and found that her body had become smaller, and now she looked only 8 years old.

"This is Privet Drive. We saw you on the roadside," Dudley replied with a blush.

"Did you save me? Thank you." Lamia lifted the hem of her skirt and performed standard aristocratic etiquette towards Dudley.

"No, you're welcome." Dudley's face turned even redder. He awkwardly pushed Harry forward, hoping he could hide his blushing face, but Harry's face was even redder than his.

"Dudley, dear, come home!" A middle-aged woman in an apron was standing at the door opposite.

"My mother is calling me. I'm leaving now. See you tomorrow." Dudley dragged the dazed Harry forcefully and smiled at her shyly.

Lamia kept smiling as she watched them leave. She didn't hide in a corner until she was sure that no one was around. She tried to mobilize the vampire power in her body, but only a faint flame appeared at her fingertips. "How is this possible!" Lamia tried again in disbelief, but the result was the same. She widened her eyes in disbelief.

[Host, your vampire power has been replaced with magic power. This is normal as you age.]

"Who's talking?" Lamia's lips moved slightly, alarm bells ringing in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face. However, a faint light flickered in the palm of her hand behind her back.

[It was me, I am the savior system. In your soul, you were about to be reduced to ashes, and I saved you.]

"What is your purpose?" Lamia recalled that she had indeed heard an emotionless voice at that time. Her vigilance decreased slightly and she withdrew her magic power.

[Host, I need you to complete the task for me and save the characters in this book that readers find hard to accept.]

"Book? What do you mean?"

[Host, this is the Harry Potter world. I will give you a mission. As long as you complete the rescue mission, you can return to your original world and complete your unfinished work.]

Lamia didn't fully believe in this so-called system, but there was no other way, she had to go back, "I believe you for now, tell me the first task." Lamia quickly got into the state.

[Rescue Mission 10: Mr. and Mrs. Potter, timeline is being changed, target: October 30, 1981]

Lamia felt her body stretched and filled with strength. After a dizzy moment, she stood in front of a lighted house.

[Host, the target of rescue is in the house. They will be killed by a noseless dark wizard tomorrow.]

"It's easy. I just need to kill that dark wizard." Lamia's mind moved, and a ball of hot red flame danced in the wind at her fingertips.

After Lamia finalized her plan, she did not break into the house, but instead stood guard on the only way to the house.

She didn't need to eat. When she was hungry, she would just strangle a rabbit or pheasant. It wasn't human blood anyway, and it tasted just as bad.

[Host, the time has come, he will be here soon. ]

As the system finished speaking, countless black figures floated in the distance, obscuring the sky and the sun. Leading the way was a wizard draped in a black robe. His skin was as pale as paper, almost transparent, as if he hadn't seen the sun for a long time, revealing a sickly paleness. Most striking were his eyes, with their snake-like vertical pupils.

Lamia took the initiative to attack. As a pure-blooded vampire, no creature could scare her.

She released countless red fireballs, which hit Voldemort. However, Voldemort did not seem to expect that someone would surround him. He waved his wand, and the fireballs disappeared instantly. Then he waved his hand to signal the Death Eaters behind him to stop, "Avada Kedavra!" A dark green light emanated from his wand and shot straight at Lamia.

Lamia was not afraid at all. A dark red light burst out from her fingertips, forming a red pillar of fire that collided with the green pillar of light. In an instant, the dim sky was illuminated as if it were daytime.

The two were knocked over by the residual impact. Voldemort was more seriously injured and fell directly from the air. Lamia took the opportunity to release a weak red column of fire, hitting the falling Voldemort. He was unable to dodge and was hit, falling into a coma. Lamia also fell to the ground because her magic power was exhausted.

But what she didn't know was that the moment Voldemort fell into a coma, the overly fragmented and broken fragments of his soul fell out of his body and fell straight into the depths of Lamia's soul.

[Mission failed, host has lost self-awareness and has been forcibly brought back.] The system pronounced the verdict without a trace of emotion.