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

"Where did this stinkbug come from?" Lamia walked straight past him as if she hadn't seen him, and sat down in the cleanest-looking seat.

"Miss, you need to pay more. We never allow changing seats at will here." The tall and thin Sampark crossed his arms and stood in front of Lamia, looking at her unkindly.

The other passengers in the car stood up from their seats and watched the two people closely, as if ready to step forward at any time. The original noise in the car was gradually replaced by silence, with only pairs of eyes flashing in the darkness.

Look at the people gathered around him. They all have ferocious faces and obviously regard Lamia as a sheep among wolves.

A weak girl acting alone is easily targeted by these so-called gentlemen. These gentlemen put on the mask of justice and become saviors. One person's malice can be considered evil, but once everyone starts to besiege one person, it becomes justice. How ridiculous.

"Then I'll give you this explanation." Lamia didn't care about anyone at all. She swayed on her raised toes, and the shadow on the ground swayed back and forth with her movements.

"Making trouble?" Sampaco threw the notebook on the ground and rolled up his sleeves, revealing half of his arms. "I want to see how you get out of here alone. Do you think this is my first day on the job?"

Lamia sneered and looked Sampak over from head to toe. His arms were so thin that he looked like a root flobber caterpillar, not to mention his height that seemed to have not grown.

"What do you want?"

Lamia's eyes said nothing but seemed to say everything. Sampar was so angry that he threw away his wand and rushed towards Lamia with his bare hands, but his pitifully small fists didn't even touch the corner of Lamia's clothes.

He staggered in disbelief before barely stopping, but Lamia's age and appearance gave him too big an illusion. In just a second, he launched another unconvinced attack, but Lamia bent her soft waist backward, avoiding another heavy punch from Sampark. At the same time, she suddenly bounced back, bent one leg, and kicked him hard at his most vulnerable spot.

"Good night." Lamia curled her lips into a cruel smile, increased her strength, and kicked Sampark out of the window along with the seat behind him. Countless broken glass fragments were scattered on the ground.

"You, why--" When Sampar fell to the ground from the window, he couldn't believe that he was kicked down in public by a young wizard, not to mention that she was a woman.

"Oh, there's a gift for you." A green light appeared at Lamia's fingertips and shot straight at Sampark. The latter was instantly engulfed by endless fear. His already pale face became even paler at this moment, and a large amount of yellow liquid remained on the ground as he crawled in a panic.

"Enjoy yourself, why are you leaving?" Lamia continued to increase her magic input with a malicious look. Seeing that Sampark was getting weaker and weaker, Lamia seemed to have become a real demon from hell in his eyes. There was only endless killing and evil in her scarlet pupils.

"Devil, you must be a devil!" Sampark was already confused. He kept repeating it in his mouth and actually bumped into the wall. As blood splattered, he fell into a coma.

"So fragile." Lamia clapped her hands in boredom. "Anyone else has any objections?" She looked at the remaining passengers with interest in her eyes, as if she were looking at countless playthings, but each of them lowered their heads, pretending to know nothing, trying to get away with it, or begging Lamia to let the matter go.

But how is that possible? After all, she has never been a normal person, or even a human being.

"Then I'll choose you!" Lamia pointed at a middle-aged wizard who had spoken the loudest. He was sitting in front of the window, and just now, Sampark was tortured in front of him.

"I was wrong. I apologize to you. Please don't kill me." The middle-aged wizard was so scared that he didn't even dare to look into Lamia's eyes. He jumped directly out of the window. Although he broke his leg, he still fled the scene quickly.

"How boring." Lamia yawned, the bloodshot in her eyes gradually faded, and she seemed to have returned to her original harmless look. "Good night, everyone." She said softly, and then lay down on the cleanest and most comfortable seat in the car.

Lamia was not worried at all that she would be beaten by them. First, they could not beat her. Second, they were already scared out of their wits, as could be seen from the wizard who jumped out of the window. So, she slept very comfortably.

When Lamia woke up again, it was already bright outside. She stood up and stretched, only to find that she was the only one left in the car. All the passengers seemed to have disappeared, along with their luggage.

Lamia shook her head. She had thought these people would at least stay until they reached their destination. She hadn't expected that they would only bully the weak. After discovering that she was not a pushover, they all ran away.

Lamia walked to the driver's seat and through the narrow window, she saw an elderly wizard sitting inside. He was wearing glasses with very thick lenses. He seemed to have been driving for a long time. There was a black eye under his eye and he was yawning constantly.

Lamia knocked on the cab door, but there was no response. "Hello?" She knocked again.

The attentive driver continued driving as if he didn't hear anything, and even took the time to fry himself a bun.

Lamia now realized that the cab must have been enchanted, probably to prevent the passengers from disturbing the driver. Fortunately, otherwise, Lamia would never have been able to reach Privet Drive today, and the driver would have been kicked out by her.

Just as Lamia was considering whether to go in, the speeding Knight Bus suddenly braked to a stop, and Lamia noticed that the driver's bread fell to the ground.

He cursed in dissatisfaction, but Lamia could not hear a sound. Through the window, she saw a cat lying in front of the car basking in the sun.

The driver also opened the door of the cab, "Damn cat, it couldn't have come out at any time? It almost hit me when I was accelerating. It was so close." He covered his chest with his hands, looking scared.

"Strange, where is the person?" As soon as the driver got out of the car, he found that there was only a young girl left in the car that was originally full. He repeated the actions of going in and out of the car several times in shock, thinking that he was dreaming.

"Sampak? Where have you been? Are you going to find the Veela again?" He cursed loudly, wishing he could lift the roof of the car off.

"Hello." Lamia walked over. "I'm Lamia Nocturne, the only passenger in this car." She smiled, and her pure look made people feel good.

Of course, Ern Plan liked such a gentle-looking little girl. He only had one son and dreamed of having a little daughter who would act coquettishly.

"Hello, beautiful lady, I'm Ern Plan. Please wait for me for a moment." Ern quickly closed the door of the cab, got out of the car, picked up the cat in the middle of the road and moved it to the side, then got back into the car.

"I'm sorry, even though our car won't be seen, it will still hurt living things if we hit them," he explained, not wanting to leave a bad impression on Lamia.

Lamia raised her eyebrows. This man was a kind person in the secular sense, unlike the other wizards in the car.

"Mr. Plan, I'd like to ask, when will I arrive at my destination?"

"Miss Nocturne, I see your destination is 4 Privet Drive. Oh, let me see, don't worry—" Ern took out his glasses cloth. "Look, I'm sure we'll be there soon. It won't take more than five minutes."

"That's great, but where are you going next? There are no other passengers here." Lamia pretended to look around. She knew it already, but she still checked again.

"I don't know either. Without that boy Sampark here, I can't sell tickets. Maybe I need to find another partner." Ern took out the piece of bread that was constantly falling apart and bit it, making a crunching sound.

"Can I?" Lamia asked with a smile.

"Of course you can, but are you an adult?" Ern looked at Lamia doubtfully. She looked no older than his 15-year-old son.

"I'm an adult." Lamia didn't lie. She was already an adult vampire. Although she might not be an adult wizard in this world, who would know.

"That won't do..." Ern's words of refusal were not yet finished when they met Lamia's deep eyes. "No matter before or after, this Knight Bus is my private property. I am your only boss."

Lamia's voice was like an echo in the valley, spacious and lively, causing Ern to unconsciously loosen the bread in his hand, and his eyes gradually became illusory. "I am Ern Plan, you are my boss, I work for you, and this is your private property." He repeated it over and over again, becoming more and more fluent. It turned out that Lamia had tampered with his memory.

This was the first time Lamia used this skill. Every vampire would awaken a skill when they reached adulthood, and hers happened to be hypnosis. However, Lamia had never used it before. After all, this skill did not work on everyone and had usage restrictions. It would only succeed when the person being used had a weak consciousness.

Just now, it was her first attempt. Although the process was not perfect and did not meet her expectations, the final result was still very successful.