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

The Christmas holidays are coming soon. Hogwarts is covered in several feet of snow. The fir trees are hung with colorful lights and decorations, and the whole campus looks deserted.

Everyone was talking about the Christmas holidays and Christmas presents, but Harry and Lamia had no such worries - they would stay at school for the holidays without any suspense. Ron was also going to stay at school because Mrs. Weasley planned to go to Romania to visit Charlie during the holidays.

"Lamiya, you really don't want to go home with me?"

Hermione said that she seemed reluctant to see Lamia spend Christmas alone in Hogwarts, but she had to go back. Her parents, Muggle dentists, had not seen their daughter for too long and urgently needed to confirm that she had not suffered any harm from learning magic.

"Thank you, Hermione, but I think your parents might prefer to spend the holidays with you alone."

Lamia said.

Hermione was really smart. She immediately recognized Lamia's euphemistic refusal and said, "Okay, Lamia, if you get any news, you must write to me. If you don't get any, you can also write to me."

Hermione said blushing.

"Okay, Hermione, I'll write you a letter, and here's one for you."

Lamia said, handing the most exquisite Christmas gift in her hand to Hermione, "Open it when you get home." She blinked.

In the dormitory, Lamia looked at the pile of gifts and felt overwhelmed. Out of courtesy, she had to return the gifts one by one, even before they left the school. This was too embarrassing.

Thinking of how Harry had asked her for gifts a long time ago and the eager look in Draco's eyes when he was leaving, Lamia decided to send them gifts first. Harry would send them directly to the dormitory. As for Draco, he had already given Lamia his address and asked her to write to him at least once every two days.

"What should I prepare?" Lamia looked around the dormitory. She now regretted that she had only prepared a gift for Hermione in advance.

After deciding what to send, Lamia went to Diagon Alley on purpose, and even turned into a bat for speed.

Lamia prepared a quill pen for Harry that could write automatically according to the owner's thoughts. It looked very simple, but who knew that this thing cost her three gold galleons, so she could only prepare an emerald brooch for Draco, which was gorgeous but had no special features.

Only then did Lamia realize the importance of money.

After returning to Hogwarts, Lamia knocked on the Gryffindor Common Room. Harry was playing wizard chess with Ron. The flags in his hand were the ones Seamus left him. They didn't trust him at all.

His skill wasn't very high, and the chess pieces kept giving him orders, making him dizzy: "Don't send me there! Can't you see his knight? Send him there! It doesn't matter if he's sacrificed."

Lamia's sudden visit saved Harry, who didn't like playing wizard chess very much.

"Why are you here, Lamia?" Harry was very surprised, thinking that Lamia was hungry. In the past few days, Lamia would always look for Draco when she was hungry.

"This is for you, Harry." Lamia handed the box to Harry.

"Thank you, this is the gift I gave you. Have you opened it?" Harry took the box, held it tightly against his chest, and then looked at Lamia expectantly.

"Uh, I saw it. I liked it, Harry," Lamia said casually.

"That's good, I thought you didn't like Quidditch." Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm right, no one can refuse a Quidditch Christmas gift, especially a glowing Golden Snitch!"

Ron's smug voice came from behind them.

After delivering the gifts, Lamia quickly returned to her dormitory and opened the exquisite gifts one after another. By the way, she packed the brooch that would emit a dragon-shaped projection and sent it to Draco - using the owl that Harry bought for her that looked very similar to Hedwig.

Lamia looked at the gifts piled on the bed. There were a few that she really liked, such as the ruby ​​necklace given by Draco. She always liked the color red.

Lamia gestured in front of the mirror with the necklace, which sparkled brightly.

At this moment, she suddenly thought of the forbidden book area and decided to go and take a look tonight. After all, she hadn't slept for a long time in order to avoid Tom. Fortunately, she was a vampire and didn't need to sleep all the time. As long as she didn't drink enough, she would not fall asleep unconsciously.

Lamia made up her mind and turned into a bat and flew towards the library. Hogwarts was very quiet at night, with only the sound of wind falling on the thick snow.

Lamia, who successfully sneaked into the restricted area, landed and turned into a human form. At this moment, a pair of warm hands suddenly grabbed her. Lamia was startled and a fireball suddenly appeared on her hand.

"it's me."

Harry's deliberately lowered voice came from the side, "Swish", he pulled down the transparent cloak, revealing his true identity.

"Lamia, are you here to see Flamel too?" Harry held the oil lamp, and the dim light flickered.

"Yeah." Lamia replied casually.

"Then let's hurry up and not be discovered by Filch."

Lamia and Harry acted separately, but with different goals.

Harry soon found the information about Nicolas Flamel. He was about to walk towards Lamia with the book, but Lamia had not yet found the information she wanted.

Harry hadn't taken a few steps when Filch's voice rang out from outside the door. "Really? I'll catch him, you sleepless troublemaker!"

Harry started and grabbed the Invisibility Cloak and covered himself and Lamia with it. He moved so hastily that he knocked the oil lamp to the ground, making a crisp cracking sound.

Filch's footsteps became noticeably more hurried. "Troublemaker in there, I've seen you. Come out now!"

Harry took Lamia's hand and hid in the corner.

Lamia leaned against Harry's strong chest, and she realized that the boy in her memory had grown up quietly. His heart was beating violently due to excessive tension, which made Lamia nervous too.

"Don't worry, he won't find us." Harry's voice sounded from above Lamia's head. He was obviously very nervous, but he still pretended to be calm.

"Harry, you're so cute."