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

Lamia poured enough magic into it to finally make it retain the writing. Although it wouldn't last long, it was enough for her.

Then, Lamia picked up a quill and wrote a lot of love words to Tom on it. Since he liked to read it, she wrote more. Only after he relaxed his vigilance would she have the opportunity to make a move.

Finally, Tom didn't come back until Lamia fell asleep in bed.

"Lamia, Lamia, someone is looking for you."

Lamia was awakened by a knock on the door. She opened the door and found that it was Pansy standing outside.

She had never been close to Lamia's door, so for convenience and to prevent someone from entering her room from Pansy's room, Lamia directly placed her room in a restricted area, but she didn't expect to give her the opportunity to knock on the door.

"Who's looking for me?" Lamia said.

"It's Dumbledore." Pansy was still a little scared of Lamia's expressionless face. "Harry Potter has explained everything, and Dumbledore needs us to go over and fill in the gaps."

"Wait a moment." Lamia closed the door, changed her clothes, and then followed Pansy to the principal's office.

There were several professors standing inside, led by Dumbledore, who was comforting Harry. He looked very bad, with his black hair soaked.

Behind him, several professors were whispering. Lamia heard that several professors had different opinions on how to deal with Harry. For example, Professor McGonagall thought that he should be given extra points, while Professor Snape thought that Harry was seeking death and that points should be given to Lamia who had made a real contribution.

"Great, you're here." Dumbledore waved his wand as if he had seen a savior, and placed stools and two cups of steaming milk for them.

"Children, tell us what happened to you." Dumbledore smiled kindly.

"There's nothing much to say. Everything Harry Potter said is true. But I didn't know that before. At that time, I was still controlled by the diary." Pansy spoke first, pointing to the diary with only remains on the table.

Lamia glanced at it and found that it no longer looked like what it had been before, except for the still clear patterns of bats and snakes.

"Me too," Lamia said.

"In that case, there is only one question left - how were you controlled, Pansy?" As Dumbledore asked the question, everyone present, including Lamia, looked over.

"At first, I heard a loud noise outside the door and thought it was a prank, so I opened the door and found this diary. It seemed to have magic," Pansy gradually fell into memories, and her fingers began to clench unconsciously as memories emerged.

"I was fascinated by it the moment I saw it. I couldn't help but write down my wish on it, and then I was controlled by it." Pansy didn't say her wish out loud, she was not stupid.

"Oh, so that's how it is." Dumbledore picked up the remains of the diary thoughtfully. "As far as I know, it contains Tom Riddle's 16-year-old memories. But you should be thankful that the real Voldemort is hiding in the Albanian forest now, otherwise it would be difficult for you to..."

Pansy's expression gradually became one of horror.

"But now it has been destroyed, you can rest assured." Dumbledore handed the diary to the two of them, "You can take a look."

After Lamia took the diary, she read it carefully several times and confirmed that this was the one in her dream because she found the words Tom had written to her on it.

"Can I take it with me?" Lamia suddenly looked up at Dumbledore. She now regretted not taking it away from the Chamber of Secrets last time.

"I'm afraid that won't work, child," Dumbledore refused without hesitation. "You would be in danger."

Lamia didn't insist any further and handed the remains in her hand to Dumbledore, but when she let go, the diary did not fall into Dumbledore's hand, but floated back into her palm.