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

Sure enough, as soon as Lamia entered, she found signs that someone had been lying next to her, and it was even slightly warm.

It could only be Tom, and he was obviously trying to avoid Lamia, lying next to her only after she fell asleep.

Lamia angrily took out a bottle of Phoenix Tears and drank it, then she put on her clothes and walked out. As soon as she went out, she bumped into the man in black robe guarding the door. The moment he saw Lamia, he was so anxious that he wanted to go and inform Tom.

But Lamia just waved her hand and he fainted, stepping past him, Lamia felt the remaining breath on Tom's body.

She walked almost through the entire Hogwarts before she saw Tom, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, in a small inconspicuous room. He was wearing a hood and a mask, covering himself tightly, and was standing at the door, as if waiting for her.

Lamia knew that she couldn't possibly hide it from him. The entire Hogwarts was probably full of his spies.

"Tom, why are you hiding from me?" Lamia said, trying to lower his guard. "I've written everything you asked me to write, but why don't you come to see me?"

"Lamia, you don't want to see me like this. Just wait for me, I will recover soon." Tom said in a hoarse voice, looking obviously tired.

"I've seen all kinds of you, why are you saying this now?" Lamia took a few steps forward in confusion, but was blocked by Tom's magic.

"Don't come over here, Lamia." Tom didn't dare to gamble. He was afraid that Lamia would not like him like this. No one would like a dark wizard without a nose and hair, especially when she was so beautiful.

Tom suddenly felt a little regretful. If he had not been so impatient and had experimented with the black magic before practicing it, he would definitely be lying in bed holding Lamia now.

But Lamia wouldn't give Tom a chance to escape. She took out the diary filled with handwriting and said, "Tom, don't you want to see what I wrote today?" Her voice was full of temptation. "If you don't read it, I will tear it up. You only have one chance."

Tom's eyes widened instantly. He saw the words on the paper and was obviously moved, but still hesitant.

"I promise you, I will only hand you the diary. I won't do anything else, and I won't go over there." Lamia said seriously, and even took a few steps back to show her sincerity.

Tom finally couldn't control himself and lifted the spell. At this moment, Lamia seized the opportunity, pounced on him, and punched Tom in the back several times.

But after a while, Lamia stopped and clung to Tom tightly, "Don't hide from me in the future, okay?" Lamia lay on Tom's chest, listening to the strong heartbeat inside, she was stunned for a long time.

"Tom, take off the mask, I want to see you." Lamia allowed herself the last indulgence.

"Okay." This time Tom did not refuse. He took off the mask with trembling hands. Lamia's eyes were full of surprise. This face was exactly the mysterious man in black robes that she had fought against when she was about to complete the rescue mission.

"So it's you." Lamia smiled bitterly, "It turns out everything is my fault... This dream should end now."

"What are you talking about, Lamia? Did I scare you?" Tom's eyes were full of panic. He hurriedly grabbed the mask and was about to put it back on, but Lamia stopped his hand.

"No, Tom, I'm just a little tired from walking here." Lamia finally closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, there was only cruelty and extreme calmness in them.

"That's good. I'll carry you back right away." Tom smiled stiffly. He could no longer control himself. As long as Lamia showed any fear, he would knock her out immediately and then erase her memory.

"Yeah." Lamia hugged Tom's neck, gradually increasing her strength, as if pouring out all her emotions, "Tom, do you like me?"

"Why do you ask? You know, Lamia." There was no blush on Tom's cyan cheeks, but Lamia could feel that his body was starting to get hot.

"Then please... go to hell." Lamia closed her eyes and stabbed her entire palm into Tom's defenseless heart. The hot blood was like a raging fire, making Lamia unable to hold back her tears.

Lamia stood on the ground, her whole body soaked in blood. Her holy silver hair was covered with dirty blood stains, which kept falling down her hair. "Tom, goodbye. Never see you again."

Lamia watched Tom fall to the ground, his eyes wide open, a line of crystal tears running down his cheeks and falling to the ground without even a sound.