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

"How could anyone think that we would give a soul-eating monster as a gift? Are we two fools?" George was also at a loss whether to laugh or cry. It turned out that there was such a big misunderstanding here.

Lamia rubbed her head awkwardly and coughed lightly, "I didn't know we were talking about different things."

"Luckily you discovered it, otherwise you would have missed such a magnificent sight."

"Yes, yes, a unique spectacle!" George opened his arms exaggeratedly, gesturing the scene in his memory. Even if it were only those fireflies, Lamia would like it, not to mention other surprises.

"Then I'll go over and take a look tomorrow."

Lamia said.

"No, you have to go there tonight, or you will definitely regret it."

"I won't regret it. It's too late tonight. I want to go to bed." Lamia waved her hand and prepared to walk into the room. She didn't actually want to sleep, but she was hungry and wanted to fill her stomach.

"No, you have to go tonight, otherwise you won't be able to see it tomorrow."

"Yes, tonight is the most beautiful."

The two of them refused to give in, and Fred even stepped forward to block Lamia's door, as if he would not move away unless she agreed.

"Then you stay here. I won't go, not even tomorrow."

"That's even worse, Fred. Forget it, just give it to her. We've already marked the spot, and it won't be any different if she goes there tomorrow, except she won't be able to see any fireflies.

"It just so happens that I don't like fireflies either." Lamia stretched out her hand to take the map from Fred.

Fred was depressed. He randomly took out a map from his arms and threw it into Lamia's hand without even looking at it. Then he left angrily with George.

Lamia walked into the house with a map in her hand, looking amused. These two people always found ways to give her gifts. Although their intentions were good, Lamia really didn't like it. It was too close, and it seemed that they were too important to her, which would become her weakness.

After randomly unfolding the map, Lamia originally wanted to see the gift the Weasley twins had prepared for her, but when the map was opened, it turned out to be a blank page without a single word.

Lamia now knew how disappointed Fred was. He actually gave her the Marauder's Map as if it were an ordinary map.

Lamia turned the map over and over, but couldn't find the mark they mentioned.

Lamia looked at the map in her hand suspiciously. "I solemnly swear I'm up to no good."

Lamia followed the same procedure she had seen them perform the first time, chanting a spell on the Marauder's Map. Just as she had expected, many small ink dots with names on them appeared on the map.

Lamia glanced around casually and didn't find any marks. She activated the map just to see the marks George mentioned, but...

Lamia's gaze stopped at a small ink spot with the name Peter Pettigrew on it, and the ink spot very close to him was Ron Weasley.

Lamia took the Marauder's Map in her hand in disbelief and took a closer look. She thought she was seeing things, but in fact, Ron was indeed sleeping in the arms of a man named Peter Pettigrew.

Lamia burst out laughing. She was frightened by this conclusion, then shook her head, thinking it was impossible. She knew Ron, so how could he hug a man? Besides, there wouldn't be a strange man in the school, Dumbledore...

and many more!

Lamia's pupils contracted, a strange man's name, Sirius's final abnormal reaction.

Lamia put these clues together and suddenly she came to a new conclusion.

Perhaps Sirius was looking for him, this strange name that Lamia had seen for the first time.

Lamia's eyes flickered slightly, and then she quickly rushed out the door and ran towards Gryffindor Tower according to the direction on the Marauder's Map.

As Lamia was about to get close, she transformed into a bat and easily came to Harry and Ron's dormitory, but the ink dot with the strange name on the map had disappeared the moment she went out.

Lamia gently opened the door of Ron's room. She wanted to see why Sirius took such a big risk to come to Hogwarts. This man might be able to explain it.

Lamia stopped in front of Ron's bed, her eyes scanning him and everything around him, but she still didn't see the man she was looking for.

Even Ron was the only one in his bed, and—Lamia's eyes fell on the rat that was sleeping uneasily. It was Ron's pet, a rat named Scabbers who had lived for twelve years.

Could any mouse live that long?

Lamia didn't believe it. She had never seen it before. Rats didn't live that long. And Ron's spotted cat looked like it could live for a long time. Even though its fur was matted together, it was still growing.

Lamia suddenly felt a little funny. She really wanted to see Ron's reaction when she found out that she had been sleeping with a middle-aged man.

Lamia actually laughed out loud without noticing. Her voice was so soft that no one would have noticed it, but Banban was still frightened and was woken up by the sound.

A pair of cloudy green eyes looked at Lamia, first frightened, then confused, and finally ignored Lamia and hid in Ron's arms.

It was normal for Peter not to be afraid of Lamia. She had secretly come to Ron's dormitory several times before, but she was always looking for Harry, and Peter saw it all. Obviously, Peter thought Lamia was looking for Harry again, but he didn't expect Lamia to pull it out of Ron's arms the next second.

"Squeak!"

Peter was so frightened that he screamed loudly, and the harsh sound of the mouse woke up Ron who was still sleeping.

"What are you doing? Ah-Lamia! Why are you here?!"

Ron opened his eyes in confusion, only to see Lamia standing in front of his bed. He was so scared that he hugged the quilt tightly, his face full of strain.

"Squeak!"

Peter was still screaming loudly and kept looking at Ron for help.

Ron then remembered that Lamia had taken his pet, "Lamia, what are you doing? Give Scabbers back to me."

"Ron, are you sure it's just a mouse?" Lamia smiled maliciously. She grabbed the mouse's tail with one hand and held the back of its neck tightly with the other.

Although this rat was raised fat and strong by Ron, Lamia would not be as powerless as before when facing the Soul Eater.

No matter how it fluttered around, it could not escape from Lamia's palm.

Lamia's words confused Ron. He had no idea why Lamia suddenly broke into his dormitory, suddenly took away Scabbers, and asked him if Scabbers was a rat.

"Of course it's just a mouse, as Percy can attest. It's our family pet and it's mine now."

Ron sat up from the bed and pointed at Lamia and said loudly. His tone was so firm that Lamia became even more excited. She even wanted to change the mouse back to its original form right now to open Ron's eyes.

But Lamia held back. She wanted to take the rat to Dumbledore, at least to find a witness for herself. It was her credit that caught the strange intruder in the school.

Just as Lamia was about to grab the mouse and leave, Ron started to stop her. Lamia looked directly into Ron's eyes, and his gaze gradually became deeper. "Ron, nothing happened tonight. I haven't been to your room."

Ron repeated, then fell onto the bed and fell asleep.

Lamia came up with a better idea. Why not she prove the man's identity first, and then Dumbledore would inform Ron. Then, ha, Lamia wanted to laugh again when she thought of Ron's reaction.

Everything around was so quiet. Lamia walked out and found that there was no one on Harry's bed and the quilt was neatly made.

But Peter in Lamia's hands was not at peace at all. He kept struggling, and his protruding front teeth even wanted to bite Lamia's fingers that were pinching his neck.

But its neck is too thick. I have to say that Peter must have had a good life here with Ron, otherwise he wouldn't be so fat.

Lamia released her hand that was holding the mouse's tail, and then hit Peter's head hard, knocking him unconscious.

Lamia raised her hand and took a look. She clearly didn't use that much strength, so how could she have knocked it unconscious?

But just when Lamia was stunned, Peter quickly opened his mouth and bit towards Lamia's finger. His movements were so fast that no one else would have been able to dodge it.

But this was Lamia, a vampire whose advantage was speed. This time, she used all her strength and hit Peter's skull hard, knocking him unconscious.

"Disgusting." Lamia looked at the mouse that fainted with its mouth open and felt that her hands were not clean.

With disgust, Lamia brought Peter to the headmaster's office. Dumbledore was still awake. He was still sitting at his desk, writing something with a quill. Seeing Lamia coming, Dumbledore looked up and said, "Child, it's so late, what can I do for you?"