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

Twenty minutes passed.

Lamia was taken by Draco to a very remote place around the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts, where there was not even a single person in sight.

"Right here, Lamia, think carefully first. Is there any memory that makes you laugh when you think of it?" Draco took out his wand from his arms and waved it in front of Lamia. It really felt a bit like Snape giving a class.

Lamia really wanted to learn the Patronus Charm, and even if Draco had other intentions, she would listen to him carefully, but now she was silent.

Lamia closed her eyes, and as her consciousness deepened, she vaguely saw the memories buried deep in her heart. No matter how she searched, they still brought her only endless pain and darkness, especially the childhood she had deliberately forgotten.

"Lamia, Lamia."

Lamia's shoulders were shaken violently. As she regained consciousness, she slowly opened her eyes and, as expected, saw Draco with a worried look on his face.

"Lamia, what's wrong with you? You look so miserable." Draco frowned, as if he didn't understand why searching for happy memories would make her so sad.

"It's okay, but I probably won't be able to learn the Patronus Charm." Lamia wiped away the tears that had inadvertently fallen from the corners of her eyes indifferently, then raised her dazzling red eyes and looked directly at Draco who had fallen silent, "Please forget what happened today."

"No, Lamia, you, you just—" Draco was speechless for a rare moment. He stamped his feet, as if he felt that he was too stupid. "—Who cares? What if there are no happy memories? We can create them together."

"But what I can't remember will only leave behind pain." Lamia has gotten used to it. This is her flaw and also her retribution. Happy memories are like the moon in the water to her, out of reach. Even if she gets it temporarily, it will soon disappear.

"Then just remember that feeling, that's fine." Draco's voice was very dull, as if it contained unspeakable heartache for Lamia.

"I'll try." Lamia searched for some recent memories, which were scattered and nothing special. But when she saw the music box, the haze in her heart seemed to disappear, and indescribable satisfaction and joy filled her heart.

"That's it, Lamia, you did it." Draco was even more excited than Lamia. "Now, repeat 'Expecto Patronus' after me, and remember to keep thinking about the feeling you just had."

Lamia closed her eyes again and chanted the spell calmly. She had a very strange feeling. She felt as if someone was sweeping the soles of her feet with a feather and then lifting her into the air. She was so light that she couldn't find a foothold at all.

"Wow!" It was Draco's voice.

Lamia opened her eyes, and the white light in front of her made her dazed. When her pupils focused again, Lamia clearly saw the silver-white protective shield blocking her.

Then a thin green snake made of light slowly crawled out from inside and wrapped around Lamia's calf affectionately. Its tongue touched her skin and was moving slowly upwards.

"Lamia, your Patronus is a snake," Draco repeated, seeming a little lost.

Lamia followed his gaze and saw that the thin snake seemed not satisfied with Lamia's calves. It had now climbed up to her waist and completely wrapped around her entire body.

Lamia touched the thin snake lightly, and her fingers were engulfed by the green light and sank deeply into the snake's body.

It was a very strange feeling, like a pair of warm hands holding her fingers, giving her infinite sense of security and indescribable pleasure.

"That's weird. Guardians usually don't get this close to their masters. They're always aloof, and they won't appear for such a long time."

Draco held his chin and looked around Lamia left and right, but maybe it was an illusion, he always felt that Lamia's patronus was staring at him, and the look was not friendly at all.

Lamia retracted her fingers, and with a thought, she gathered her magic power. The silver-white protective shield lost its magic power supply and began to gradually dissipate.

But the thin snake wrapped around her waist showed no sign of dissipating. Instead, it became tighter and tighter, giving the feeling that Lamia was melting into her body.

Draco began to get anxious. He was worried that he had taught it wrong. Otherwise, why would this Patronus be completely different from what he remembered, as if it had its own consciousness?

Compared to Draco, Lamia seemed much calmer. She gently stroked the thin snake's head, humming an unknown tune. The thin snake's body began to slowly relax until it was completely relaxed, and finally turned into a ray of light and flew into Lamia's eyebrows.

"Lamia, what were you humming just now? It was so beautiful."

"I don't know either. It just popped up out of nowhere." Lamia rubbed her fingers together. The residual touch on them made her a little dazed.

"Draco, do you think my Patronus—" Lamia paused, her eyes blurry, "—is it dangerous?"

Draco paused, his wand still waving, seemingly troubled by Lamia's question. "I wouldn't call it dangerous, it's a little strange at best. I've never seen a Patronus like yours, Lamia. I think it's conscious."

Lamia found it difficult to describe her experience today. Until she lay in bed, she was still thinking about that unique patronus. After separating from Draco, she went to the library to look up information, but unfortunately, no book could answer her questions.

But suddenly, she thought of Draco's words.

Her patronus, conscious.

Lamia sat up from the bed and called out, "Expecto Patronus." As magic power flowed out from her fingertips, countless silver-white rays of light gathered together to form a clear protective shield in front of her.