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

As soon as she arrived, Lamia saw the refreshed Lupin standing in the same place as last time, constantly looking at his pocket watch.

"Professor, I'm so sorry, I have a small problem." Lamia transformed into a human form in the corner and walked up to Lupin and said.

"It doesn't matter, just give the pendant back to me." Lupin stared at Lamia's actions, seeming a little anxious.

"Professor, you seem to have forgotten our agreement." Lamia did not move, just stood there, but the aura she exuded made Lupin swallow his words of refusal.

"Then don't regret it," Lupin warned.

"of course."

After hearing Lamia's words, Lupin, as if in a fit of anger, took her and Apparated to an unfamiliar place.

The place was covered with thorns everywhere, and there was not a trace of living creature, except for the faint sounds of unknown birds.

"We're here. Now give me the pendant back." Lupin released his hand and looked around uneasily.

"Not now." Lamia smiled and turned to walk towards the darkness in the distance. There was nothing to see there, only pitch black, but the inexplicable hostility proved that that was the destination.

"Are you really going in?" Lupin grabbed Lamia's arm in shock. "As your future professor, I need to warn you again. It's very dangerous in there. It's not a place a student like you can go in, let alone a vampire."

"Would you like to come in with me?" Lamia blinked and let Lupin hold her.

"I... I can't go in today." Lupin said hesitantly, clenching his fingers tightly, as if he didn't want Lamia to get close to there.

"Then don't worry about it, Professor. I will take care of it myself." Lamia withdrew her arm and continued walking forward.

"Forget it." Lupin sighed and followed Lamia resignedly. He really couldn't bear to watch a student die, even if he hadn't been appointed yet.

As soon as Lamia stepped into the darkness, her feet seemed to be stuck. Countless black vines stretched out from a distance, tightly wrapped around her body, and dragged her into the darkness.

Lamia had just condensed a fireball in her palm when she heard Lupin's voice, "Don't resist, they will take us in."

So, Lamia did not throw the fireball in her hand, but the fireball in her hand did not dissipate. The black vines just entangled her without taking the next step, and Lupin was dragged in as soon as he finished speaking.

"Afraid of fire?" Lamia moved the fireball closer to the vines, and they indeed loosened a lot.

Lamia had no choice but to retract the fireball, and the vines wrapped around her again, bringing her to the forest hidden in the darkness.

As soon as she landed, Lamia saw countless pairs of green eyes. They surrounded her and seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

"Aww—"

A huge werewolf walked out from behind the tree. He seemed to have his own consciousness and was able to make eye contact with Lamia.

Lamia searched for a long time but couldn't find Lupin, so she could only communicate with this conscious werewolf temporarily.

"Are you a werewolf from this world?"

"Awooo—" The werewolf responded to her with a howl that was almost a whine. Lamia read sadness and unspeakable kindness in his eyes.

"You're not a werewolf, or you weren't before, right? If so, please blink."

The werewolf turned his head excitedly and blinked violently.

"You know me, don't you?"

The werewolf didn't blink this time, but whimpered softly, as if trying to say something else.

"He said he didn't know you, but you looked familiar to him."

The voice came from behind. Lamia turned her head and saw Lupin who looked disheveled. Only one sleeve of his robe was left, and there were scratches and bite marks all over it, as if he had just been through a battle.

"Professor, where did you go just now?" Lamia asked.

"He's been haunted, but it doesn't matter. He's not here today." Lupin breathed a sigh of relief. "Luckily you're lucky, otherwise, I don't even think you'd be left with anything. He's a completely brutal monster."

"How did you find him?" Lupin pointed at the still whimpering werewolf. "You're really lucky to have found him even though he's so elusive."

"He was the one who came to see me, Professor." Lamia stepped forward and touched the werewolf's head. The hard hair was a little prickly.

"So that's how it is." Lupin nodded meaningfully. "But you have to be careful. Although he has his own consciousness, it is only temporary. No werewolf can escape the full moon night, and today happens to be one of them." His eyes began to bloodshot.

"Tell me, how are we supposed to get back?" Lamia asked quickly as she saw Lupin about to transform.

"Awooo, wooo, wooo!" The werewolf's howl became even more shrill, as if it was venting its anger. Then it suddenly ran away and smashed a huge tree into pieces.

"He said you can't go back." Hair began to grow on Lupin's body and his eyes gradually turned scarlet. "Give me the pendant back!" he shouted, stretching out his hairy palm.

Lamia realized that something was wrong, and when she threw the pendant to him, she quickly transformed into a bat and flew in the direction they came from.

But Lupin behind him had already turned into a werewolf, but he was still a step too late. He roared madly, wanting to tear everything around him to pieces.

Lamia shuddered at the heart-wrenching scream and looked back to see Lupin chasing after her, his sharp fangs flashing coldly.

His movements were too fast, and even with all her strength, Lamia could only create a little distance.

"So annoying." Lamia dodged as fast as she could and flew back to where she was just now. After turning into human form, she picked up the wolfsbane potion that fell from the pendant and quickly threw it into Lupin's mouth as he pounced on her with his mouth wide open.

A thick green foam erupted from his mouth, spreading everywhere until it engulfed him whole.

Lamia looked at Lupin who had turned into a ball of foam and took a few steps back to avoid being affected.

About 5 minutes later.

"Thank you..." Lupin's weak voice came out from the foam. He looked even more disheveled, his hair wet and stuck to his face. His eyes were still red, but much better than before.

Lamia, however, was in no mood to talk properly. Her plan had failed. It was obvious that the werewolf was implicated, perhaps because of her system.

"System, speak, tell me how I should go back!" Lamia shouted in her mind, but the system still did not respond.