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

"Wait for me—Lamia!"

When Lamia reached the corner of the street, Harry's voice sounded from behind her, but Lamia did not turn back, "Harry, you should go find your godfather." Her voice was emotionless, as if she was talking to a stranger.

Harry froze in place, the luggage in his hand fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust. "Lamia, why aren't you looking at me?" He trembled but didn't dare to move forward. He was scared.

"Harry, come here!" Sirius parked the car and called out to Harry from behind, winking at him constantly.

Harry glanced back. He understood Sirius's intention, which was simply to stop him from pushing things so hard. But Harry felt that an apology at this point might still win Lamia back. "Godfather, I'm leaving now," he said, and ran towards Lamia, not even bothering with the luggage on the ground.

"Lamia, could you please listen to me - that's not what the godfather meant..." Harry wanted to catch up with Lamia who was walking fast, but she avoided him at a corner.

"Harry, you are so funny. What does your godfather have to do with me? When did we become so close?" Lamia interrupted Harry sarcastically, forcing him to hold back the second half of his apology.

"I'm not..." Harry waved his hands hurriedly.

"Okay! I'm home." Lamia walked into the house in front of Harry and closed the door without even glancing at Harry.

"Harry, go back first." Sirius also came over at this time. He scratched his head with some regret. If he had known that Harry liked this girl so much, he would have endured it. It was not the first time anyway. Lily didn't let them bully Slug, but he endured it.

"Godfather, Lamia is really angry." Harry's eyes were red, and he was clutching the corner of his robe tightly in his hands. When he raised his head, he looked like a wronged stray dog.

"Harry, I was wrong." Sirius was dazzled by the tears in Harry's eyes, "I shouldn't have been prejudiced against her." He looked at the boy in front of him, with the same green eyes as Lily and an appearance that had made him cry in his heart countless times. Yes, the boy in front of him was the last "relics" left to him by his best brother. How could he make him sad?

Sirius held Harry in his arms. His chin was slightly ached by the coarse hair that was just like James's, but he smiled, a tear falling from the corner of his eye. "You're really just like your father, a family of love."

"Harry, I will help you get whatever you want, no matter what it is..." Sirius could not suppress the pain spreading in his heart. Big tears fell on Harry's neck and cheeks, burning him so much that he wanted to see what happened for a moment, but Sirius' arms held him too tightly, as if he was using him to miss something.

"Potter, that's so nice." It's so nice that you left Harry to me, otherwise how would I live in this long life.

"Godfather, it's okay. I'm not blaming you. Lamia will understand as long as I explain this to her clearly." Although Harry liked Sirius's fatherly embrace, he knew that his godfather was not in a good mood at the moment.

"I know, Harry." Sirius wiped his face and became nonchalant again, "But let me do the job of coaxing girls. I have experience and I'm your godfather." Sirius's sudden change of attitude still surprised Harry.

"Godfather, are you okay?" Harry came out of his arms uncertainly.

"I'm fine, Harry, I'm just so happy. You're my blessing." And also my atonement.

"Godfather, don't say that. I like you too." Harry felt a little embarrassed. No one had ever taken him seriously. This was the first time.

"Then let's work together to take down this Slytherin!"

"Godfather! You are not allowed to speak of Lamia like that!"

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, Harry."

……

Lamia saw it all from the second floor, two stupid lions, one big and one small.