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

"System, you are really useless." Lamia complained in her heart, without stopping her steps, she returned in the direction she came from. Lupin had also recovered and looked at the mess around him. He thought it was caused unconsciously by himself, and couldn't help feeling a little guilty towards Lamia.

"Miss, excuse me for asking, what grade are you in this year?" Lupin hurried to catch up. Perhaps out of self-blame, his attitude was much better than before.

"Professor, I'm in my third year right now." Lamia didn't care about a professor's guilt, but she might need his help later, so she said kindly, "Oh, I forgot to tell you, my name is Lamia Nocturne, a third-year Slytherin student."

As soon as Lamia finished talking about her college, Lupin frowned fiercely. Although he had known it for a long time, he still felt uncomfortable when he heard about this college.

"What a pity... otherwise..." Lupin wanted to say something, but he kept his mouth shut. "Forget it, I wish you good luck. After all, there is such a dean." He curled his lips, as if he thought of some unpleasant memories.

"Of course, I've always been lucky."

"I hope so." Lupin shrugged and took Lamia's hand. "Apparate." They were soon back in front of Honeydukes in Hogsmeade.

There were many students gathered here, each holding a large bag of colorful candies.

"How about some candy?" Lupin waved his wand playfully. "That's how I repay you for saving me."

"Not very good, Professor." Lamia smiled, but her eyes showed nothing.

Lupin looked at her smile which was so fake that it couldn't be more fake, and silently closed his mouth. Is this really a third-grade student? Why is she completely different from what he imagined? Is it because they are different species?

Lamia didn't give Lupin much time to think, she asked Lupin to take her back to St. Mungo's Hospital.

"St. Mungo's? Why? What happened to you?" Lupin looked Lamia up and down but didn't find anything unusual. It was normal that he couldn't see anything. Lamia was wearing her own clothes, and the ugly hospital gown had been thrown into the trash can by her long ago.

"Professor, this is my privacy." Lamia still had that distant and polite smile on her face, making people inexplicably afraid to approach her.

"Okay, then I wish you a speedy recovery?" Lupin scratched his head. He had no idea how to get along with such a student. It was too difficult for him.

Lupin was worthy of being the professor invited by Dumbledore. He was able to use Apparition multiple times in a short period of time and sent Lamia back to St. Mungo's safely.

Lamia had just walked back to the ward door when she found that the Weasley family, including Harry and Hermione, were guarding the door, but no one made a sound. Mrs. Weasley's eyes were red from crying, and she was leaning on Hermione's shoulder.

Lamia sighed. She really didn't know how to repay them. As an outsider, she couldn't really feel a sense of belonging. The world here was too divided for her.

After much thought, Lamia decided to return along the same route. After she turned into a bat, she squeezed in through the window. After arriving at the ward, Lamia opened the door from the inside. As soon as she made a little noise, Mrs. Weasley sat up instantly and rushed to her.

"It's all my fault, sweetheart. I should have kept a closer eye on you." Mrs. Weasley's eyes were filled with tears. She had obviously not recovered from the miserable state Lamia had seen when she first entered St. Mungo's. "You have no idea how scared I was when I saw you lying lifeless on the hospital bed. Next time you feel unwell, you must tell us, okay?"

"Well, I'm sorry, Mrs. Weasley." Lamia hugged the kind lady back. The smell of her body made Lamia feel very comfortable, and she felt the warmth of home.

"Um, hello, I'm Percy, nice to meet you." A tall and thin boy with Weasley's signature red hair was pushed to the front. Lamia noticed that he had a shiny prefect badge pinned on his chest, but it didn't look new and it was obvious that it was wiped frequently.

"Hello, I'm Lamia Nocturne, and I'm glad to meet you too." Lamia left Mrs. Weasley's arms and smiled at Percy.

"Percy and you never had the chance to meet before, so now's a good time to get acquainted." Arthur, who had been silent the whole time, put his arm around his wife and patted her back comfortingly. "By the way, we're planning to take Ron to Egypt for the summer vacation. Do you want to come with us?"

He looked at Lamia and the other two.

"Thank you, but my father wants to take me to France, and Lamia may come with me." Hermione spoke first. She glanced at Lamia, as if asking for her opinion, but Lamia did not respond to her gaze. She didn't want to go to France, and she couldn't always disturb Hermione's family.

"I'm not going either... Dumbledore won't let me leave Privet Drive..." Harry struggled for a long time before saying it. He obviously wanted to go with them, but Dumbledore had warned him that he had to stay at the Dursleys' house.

"That's a shame, but I'll have Ron write to you." Arthur shook his head and looked at Ron regretfully. The latter also looked unhappy. It seemed that he must want to go with Harry.

After repeatedly emphasizing that she was fine and undergoing multiple examinations, Lamia was finally released from St. Mungo's. Breathing fresh air again, she had never felt life so good.

Lamia made the excuse that she wanted to go out for a walk, and after seeing everyone off, she suddenly found herself without a place to stay.

The thought of the incompetent system and the shitty task made her feel irritated. She had to divert her attention, but where to go became the biggest problem. She couldn't look for Harry, Ron, or Hermione. Apart from these, there was no other place to go.

Lamia stood there thinking for a long time in distress, and finally decided to go to the shop that the Weasley twins mentioned. After all, she was the boss and she should go and take a look.

But after a while, she arrived in front of the store that was being renovated. Although it had not been completed yet, the prototype could already be seen. It had to be said that the efficiency of the magic world was very fast.

Lamia wandered around and even rented a house nearby so that she could be the first to see the renovated store. She planned to stay there until the store was completed.

Lamia had been living a very comfortable life these days. She deliberately avoided thinking about anything that bothered her and lived like a Muggle. However, this made her feel much better. She even never dreamed of Tom at night. This was simply the best thing that had happened recently.