After Lamia left there, she couldn't find anywhere to go, and it was getting dark, so she planned to return to the dormitory, but Hermione, who had successfully recovered from the medical wing, was guarding her dormitory door.

"Lamia, I knew you would come back. You're always like this, either in class or in the dormitory. You never participate in group activities." Hermione grabbed Lamia's arm. "You must come with me this time. I promise you, it will be fun."

Lamia finally couldn't persuade Hermione and followed her to the Great Hall. The hall was noisy and the students were screaming as if they had never gathered together before.

Lamia had attended several Hogwarts parties before, but none as strange as today. Everyone was in their pajamas, and the celebrations lasted all evening.

The most memorable thing was that Seamus apologized to Harry in public. His face turned red as if he was constipated. Lamia was very worried about him. In the end, he said sorry with difficulty, like jumping beans.

Although Harry didn't give him a hug, he still forgave him. But Dumbledore would not watch them end like this. He waved his wand and the ceiling of the hall suddenly lit up. "Children, let Harry and Seamus perform a reconciliation dance for us." He mischievously shone the spotlight on Harry and Seamus, and at the same time, the floor under Seamus' feet gradually rose to form a platform.

Everyone echoed the sentiment, especially Ron, who laughed so hard that he almost vomited the cake in his stomach. He pushed Harry over and looked at his good brother with a gloating look.

Harry felt that nothing could be more embarrassing than now, but he still walked forward firmly. He was not a person who would pour cold water on others. Especially after seeing Lamia's smile, Harry became even calmer. It didn't matter. He would just think of it as making Lamia happy.

After the two stood still, the music started.

Harry danced to the music, twisting and turning with Seamus on the platform, stepping on him from time to time.

Lamia had never seen Harry like this before, and for a moment she relaxed and laughed.

When Dumbledore saw how happy everyone was, he simply removed all the tables and turned the entire hall into a large stage, where everyone danced to the music in their pajamas.

Lamia was also pulled by Hermione to dance with her. Her movements were not very skillful, but she improved quickly. After just one dance, she had mastered them completely.

After a while, everyone collapsed in their chairs exhausted, and Dumbledore finally restored the place to its original state.

Harry felt that tonight was the happiest night he had ever had.

Not only did he successfully clear his name, but the 400 points he and Ron earned also enabled Gryffindor to successfully defend their title in the House Cup, and even Lamia added points for Slytherin.

"Quiet down, children," Professor McGonagall stood up from her seat, her voice neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for everyone to hear, "What I want to say is that the exams for this academic year are - cancelled!" Professor McGonagall's voice after that could not be heard at all. The whole hall was filled with students' screams. Ron even jumped onto the table and kept beating his chest like a baboon.

"Oh! This is awful!" Hermione's voice was particularly prominent.

"There's one more thing," Dumbledore had no choice but to cast an amplifying spell on himself, "Professor Lockhart won't be back next semester. He needs to go somewhere else to regain his memory." When everyone heard the news, they cheered, and several teachers also applauded.

"What a shame," said Ron, helping himself to a jam doughnut. "I'm starting to like Lockhart more and more."

The remaining days of the summer term were passed in a blaze of sunshine.

Of course, except for Lamia, she was almost driven crazy by this dream. Since Tom escaped last time, she didn't see him again in the dream for the next two days. It seemed that Tom was deliberately avoiding her.

He always appears after her time is up, and he always wears his mask.

Lamia couldn't wait any longer. She planned to take the initiative tonight and go directly to Tom. She didn't believe that he wouldn't show up.

After thinking it over, Lamia closed her eyes and entered the dreamland with the remaining two bottles of Phoenix Tears.

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