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

Lamia wasn't sure when she heard it from Narcissa, but it wasn't until Tom stood in front of her with the crystal ball that she truly believed it.

"Lamia, did you put this there?" Although it was a question, Lamia only saw affirmation on Tom's face.

"No, I haven't left the house." Lamia denied it and secretly checked the panel. There were still three days left before the mission countdown ended. As long as Tom had looked at the crystal ball, based on his suspicion, he would definitely not have the intention to kill the Potters within these three days. Then, Lamia would succeed.

"Really? But you are the only one who can enter my room." Tom played with the crystal ball, a very thick and strange color rolled in his gloomy eyes, but he suppressed it quickly and perfectly.

"I don't know. I'm not the only one who can enter your room. I haven't left the house in days, and Narcissa can prove it."

"Ha, I don't know when my sweetheart became so close to Narcissa." Tom was distracted by Lamia's words, and the dark color in his eyes became darker and darker.

"We are just friends, both girls, so we have more in common." Lamia swallowed. She was too familiar with Tom's look.

"What about me? Don't you have anything to say to me?" Tom threw the crystal ball casually, freed his hand, grabbed Lamia's slender waist, and pulled her into his arms.

"We haven't seen each other for a long time." Tom's straight nose rubbed against Lamia's cheek. The smooth and cold touch made Lamia shudder. Tom's eyes seemed to tear her apart and eat her up, explicit and taboo.

"It had only been a few days. Lamia was worried and glanced at the direction of the crystal ball. However, this action obviously angered Tom. He roughly grabbed Lamia's head and bit her neck hard. Her fair skin instantly turned bright red.

"hiss"

Lamia felt pain and tried to push away the man who was doing harm to her neck.

But Tom seemed to see through Lamia, and the hand that was gently stroking her back suddenly exerted force, depriving her of her last hope of escape.

"Tom, I've been missing you so much." Lamia finally freed her mouth and said breathlessly.

"Really? Then what reward do you want?" Tom didn't look up, but only focused on the whiteness in front of him.

"No, I mean can you listen to my explanation." Lamia had given up defending herself. Tom obviously believed that she was the one who took out the crystal ball, so she might as well admit it. This way she could attract Tom's attention to the crystal ball from other aspects.

"I'm listening." Tom continued to use force with his teeth, and his sharp teeth easily pierced the girl's slender and fragile neck, but he controlled the situation well, and only a few drops of blood flowed out.

"Then can you let me go?" Lamia endured the wetness on her neck, frowned and tried to push away this madman who could only lick her.

Tom did not respond directly, but gently licked away the blood. The sudden softness and wetness made Lamia tremble all over, and she collapsed in Tom's arms.

"Lamia, I will never let you go in my life, so you have to accept it." Tom pressed his whole body on her, and his lustful lips swallowed the sound that came out of Lamia's mouth, leaving only a whimper.

The room fell silent again, and only the woman's screams and the man's suppressed breathing could be heard.

After a long time, Lamia finally woke up. She was locked tightly in a pair of arms with bulging veins. She could only move her arms with difficulty, trying to touch the crystal ball in front of her.

"Awake, so energetic?" Tom's smiling voice sounded from behind Lamia. Lamia recalled the tempting breath and her face turned red inexplicably. She quickly withdrew her hand and did not move again as if she had fallen asleep.

"Since you're awake, get up. I'll give you a chance to explain." Tom ruffled Lamia's messy silver hair and kissed her earlobe, but this action made Lamia tremble again.

"You go out first." Lamia whispered.

"Why, didn't we always do it together before?" Tom stopped halfway through sitting up.

Lamia couldn't explain it clearly. She was extremely embarrassed and didn't want to see Tom's face at all.

"No reason, just get out first."

Tom noticed that Lamia was in a strange mood, but he felt that Lamia was truly cute, which was completely different from her previous pretended flattery, and he liked her very much.

"Okay." Tom smiled and left the room. Before leaving, he restored the torn clothes one by one and placed them in front of Lamia.

After changing her clothes, Lamia walked into Tom's room with a crystal ball in her hand. Just as she was about to speak, she saw that the room was full of Death Eaters.

"Come?" Tom smiled and raised an eyebrow. He patted the empty space on the sofa next to his legs and said, "Come and sit down."

Lamia hesitated, and the atmosphere in the whole room became awkward because of her arrival. The Death Eaters who were originally worried about being punished by their master watched their master, who was just angry, turn into such a kind person in an instant. They were all stunned, and those who knew the situation began to whisper excitedly.

Perhaps because he was in a good mood, Tom acquiesced to this behavior. He hugged Lamia in his arms in front of all the Death Eaters, "Don't you like the sofa?" He rubbed Lamia's head with his chin, and the floating silver hair disobediently drilled into Lamia's ears, causing a tingling sensation.

"No—" Lamia pushed Tom's head away, raised her eyes and looked directly at the man in front of her, "—You said you would give me time to explain."

"Well, I did say that, so you want it now, right?"

Tom waved his hand, and the Death Eaters who were still excitedly discussing could only look back and forth reluctantly, as if they didn't want to miss any gossip about their boss.

"Okay, tell me now." Tom was still sitting, leaning on Lamia while speaking, like a clingy dog.

"I took out the crystal ball." Lamia clenched her fists and looked at Tom without blinking.

"I know." Tom's reaction was very calm, as if he had heard something insignificant.

"I went to the basement and thought this crystal ball looked beautiful but dirty. I thought you didn't want it anymore, so I brought it out and planned to put it in your room. I'll tell you about it later--" Lamia glanced at Tom and found that he was casually looking at her waist, and he didn't seem to care at all.

"--Then I found that the crystal ball became very hot, and then it began to glow, an intense white light. I was scared, so I just threw it at the door." After Lamia finished speaking, she sobbed and lay in Tom's arms, and he hugged her back almost instantly.

"I didn't mean it. I'm just afraid you'd be angry. I don't want you to be mean to me, Tom." Lamia's voice was charming without her even noticing.

"It's okay, Lamia. I won't be mean to you. This is just a small matter. You have the right to deal with any of my things. We are the closest people in the world." Tom kissed Lamia's head heavily, "So, I won't blame you."

"Really, Tom? But I seem to have broken your crystal ball. Why don't you take a look?" Lamia raised her eyes with tears in her eyes. Her slightly red eyes attracted Tom more than the pair of bright red eyes.

"Okay, let me see." Tom gently took the crystal ball that Lamia had been holding in her arms and took a look at it according to her wishes.

"What did you see?" Lamia asked in a trembling voice. She suddenly felt a little worried that Tom would want to kill her if he saw what was inside.

"Ha, my enemy has changed." Tom sneered and threw the crystal ball away. "This thing is really unreliable."

Lamia: "Your enemy has changed? Not the same as before, right?"

"Don't worry, Lamia. This has nothing to do with you. This kind of thing can only fool those who are not smart enough."