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

Lamia followed Tom out of the room. Outside, she saw the true appearance of the black-robed wizard. No wonder she felt inexplicably familiar. The black-robed wizard happened to be the young Lucius.

When she met those bottomless eyes, Lamia was the first to look away. In this world, Lucius did not know her.

After looking away, Lamia found that a black mist appeared around Tom. Then, Tom stretched out his long arms and pulled Lamia into his arms. Then they flew into the air in a strange way.

Tom always held Lamia in his arms. Even though the wind around them was so fierce, Lamia didn't feel it at all.

About 10 minutes later, Tom gradually slowed down and stopped above a magnificent building.

Lamia looked down and saw a black robe. Even Lamia was shocked by Tom's current power. It was much greater than she had imagined. Lamia thought that all of Tom's followers were in Malfoy Manor, but she didn't expect there were so many here.

"Owner!"

As the black mist under Tom's feet gradually dissipated, Lamia and Mushroom were exposed to all the black-robed people.

Tom raised his right hand, and the shouts from the crowd suddenly disappeared. "Our great cause is about to succeed, and all wizards will usher in a new era!" His voice was filled with a certainty and arrogance that Lamia had never heard before.

But all the wizards present screamed excitedly and kept echoing, as if they had already seen their beautiful future life.

Lamia was looking at the black-robed wizards around her with great interest. She really wanted to know how Tom had tricked them into this. If she didn't know it was impossible, she would have suspected that Tom had her skills.

【The mission target has been identified.】

The system's sudden voice startled Lamia, especially the content of the words, which made her keep glancing in the direction she had just looked.

Her sight stopped on a pair of young black-robed wizard brothers. Lamia squinted her eyes. Although the thinner wizard was wearing a hat, Lamia could see her dark red hair scattered under the hat.

That's them.

Lamia's eyes widened. She was certain that the brothers were the Potters she was looking for.

Lamia was very grateful. She almost missed it. She didn't expect that the Potters would take such a big risk to come here. Even now, Lamia can recall how powerful Voldemort was at that time.

Even the current Tom is not someone they can deal with. Lamia couldn't help but feel worried. She couldn't let the Potters be discovered.

Lamia inadvertently turned her head and found that Tom didn't pay any attention to their direction. Instead, he was extremely excited and seemed to be completely immersed in the world he had woven.

"I, Voldemort, will become the master of the new world." Tom has always used Voldemort as his code name outside, which also makes it convenient for Lamia to throw the mushroom over to find out the news. She brought the mushroom with her just to find out the news about Dumbledore.

Lamia didn't understand why Dumbledore still hadn't shown up even at this point.

Click.

Lamia's attention was drawn back by the white light in front of her. A black-robed wizard flew into the air, took a photo of her and Tom, and then kept changing the angle.

By the time Lamia had a chance to look over, the Potters had already left. Lamia didn't know what they were planning now, but she would try to delay as much as possible, hoping that Tom wouldn't have to kill them like he had before.

Tom was very satisfied with the shouts from below. He held Lamia in his arms and slowly descended into the crowd, enjoying the support that made him unable to stop and the pleasure of standing at the pinnacle of power.

But Lamia didn't feel the same way at all. She endured the contemptuous looks from all directions, as if she had defiled Tom.

Finally, Tom completed the entire journey and flew back into the air with Lamia.

"Don't you like this?" Tom spoke casually after getting away from the crowd.

"No." Lamia's attention was always on looking for Mushroom, who she had deliberately left behind. After looking around, Lamia found that he was hiding under the wizard's robe.

"What are you looking for?" Tom turned around and looked at Lamia without blinking.

"No, I just haven't been out for a long time." Lamia quickly retracted her gaze and looked into the distance, looking like she was admiring the scenery.

"I'll take you out more often in the future." Tom looked ahead again. He had hidden his true appearance when he was outside. He clearly had a mouthful of sharp teeth, but now nothing could be seen.

Lamia had secretly discussed with Gugu before. She would help him get out, and Gugu would help her find out the news outside.

Lamia was not worried at all that Gugu would escape. As long as Tom found him, he would never be able to escape. If he wanted to leave, he could only rely on Lamia to cover him.

As for what information she wanted to find out, Lamia only told him about the Potters and Dumbledore.

Based on Lamia's understanding of Mushroom, he would definitely be lazy and would definitely not go to find Dumbledore. So in order to complete the task, he could only follow the Potters.

This was just as well, as Lamia had no chance of getting close to the Potters, especially since she had now shown her face to all the black-robed Death Eaters.

"Lamia?"

"What?" Lamia came back to her senses and looked at Tom in confusion.

"I say, where do you want to go next? Have you been to the Ministry of Magic?" Tom repeated, now a little unhappy.

"It's all right. I'll go with you wherever you go." Lamia changed her tone, which made Tom happier.

"Then it's the Ministry of Magic. It's time to let those old fogies know what era we are in." Tom sneered, as if he thought of something funny.

Lamia didn't say anything. She only cared about Mushroom and the Potters. As for what Tom said, it had nothing to do with her.

Until she was locked up in the room at Malfoy Manor again, Lamia always felt uneasy. She frowned, but couldn't figure it out.

"time to eat."

Just when Lamia was in distress, Narcissa walked in. This time, she was holding a plate of exquisite cookies, each of which was decorated with beautiful jam, but they were not appetizing at all, simply because each cookie was burnt black.

"Did you make this?" Lamia picked up a cookie in surprise. She used a lot of strength, but the cookie was still intact.

"So what? Never mind if you don't like it." Narcissa snatched the cookie away in embarrassment.

"No, it looks delicious."