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

"Why, are you surprised to see me?"

Lamia looked over. The figure in front of her seemed to appear out of thin air in her mind, so illusory that it was difficult to touch. "You have been following me."

"You found out." Tom chuckled, and his frivolous tone made it difficult for Lamia to believe that he was shocked by the news.

"Then what are you going to do with me? Kill me again?" Tom's voice turned cold, and the illusory figure approached step by step. The cold breath spread from him and reached Lamia.

"Who are you?" Lamia showed no emotion, as if the person he was talking about had nothing to do with her.

"I'm Tom Riddle, your ex-lover whom you abandoned. How come you have so many new favorites that Miss Lamia has forgotten me?" Tom sneered and stopped where he was. He was tall and looked very tall even when he was standing casually.

"You know that's not what I'm talking about." Lamia sighed. Tom was exactly the same as before. She couldn't be sure which period he was from. Or rather, Lamia was more worried that she couldn't figure out his current personality.

"Lamia, have you forgotten? Look at your finger. You put the ring on it yourself. It's too late to regret now." Tom floated to Lamia's side like a gust of mist and swallowed her whole.

Lamia's ring finger was wrapped in the cold palm, and the ring in the middle was shining. "You followed the ring here, but why?"

"No reason, Lamia, I won't keep waiting here. You know, I prefer to fight for it myself." Tom pressed his whole body against Lamia, but he didn't let Lamia feel too much touch. Instead, it brought an inexplicable illusion.

"But you will lose your freedom." Lamia was surrounded by fog. She could hardly see anything and could only feel endless darkness.

This time, Tom didn't speak for a long time, so long that Lamia thought what had just happened was just her fantasy, but the remaining coldness on his fingers made her very clear that what had just happened was real, and Tom really followed her into reality.

Tom didn't say anything until the fog around Lamia dissipated. Looking at the ashes left on the ground, Lamia sighed. Sampark had completely disappeared, and he had brought her the worst news.

Lamia had no choice but to delay time as much as possible. Lamia always felt that if she wanted to really solve the problem, she had to start from the dream, which might be waiting for her.

Lamia temporarily suppressed her irritation and just wanted to reach out to pull Harry's coat, but touched nothing. As expected, how could Tom allow her to have someone else's things on her? But his blind control only made Lamia disgusted.

With no other choice, Lamia turned into a bat again, hiding in the darkness, and flew towards her house. She had never had a place that belonged to her alone, and even there were three souls living in her body.

After Lamia arrived at the room, she had no time and energy to care about Harry. Since she had not received any news that Sirius had been captured, they were safe now.

But she was different. Judging from Tom's reaction just now, Lamia guessed that the reason she had not entered the dream state during this period was most likely because she was controlled by Tom. She was now extremely worried about what he had done in the dream.

"Tom, you'd better not force me." Lamia closed her eyes and forced herself to sleep, but as usual, she did not enter the dreamland.

"I said, Tom, I want to go back." Lamia said word by word to the air. Her anger was on the verge of breaking out. Lamia really hated the feeling of being watched, but she had no choice.

Still no response, but this time, Lamia finally entered the dream.

Lamia opened her eyes and everything around her was so strange, as if she was in another world.

The ceiling above her head was covered with stars, and countless points of light fell from time to time, illuminating a small area. Lamia could vaguely see that this was not the Eastern Magic Academy where she had stayed before.

But Lamia couldn't see more. She tried to condense a fireball in her palm, but the blood in her body seemed to suddenly lose control, rushing around in her veins until she couldn't bear it anymore and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"It's really the same method, even more cruel, Tom." Lamia wiped her mouth and looked at the red blood stains remaining on her fingers. She felt very complicated. Lamia had always known about Tom's feelings for her, and she even felt the same way. But as long as Tom continued like this, Lamia would continue to resist.

After groping around the entire house, Lamia still didn't find anything special here, except for a huge sink in the bathroom.

Just when Lamia found nothing, she noticed a white object on the wall, wriggling little by little, and heading towards her.