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

On this day, Lamia poured the meal that Sana prepared for her into the fat boy's bowl as usual, and said, "Eat more, I will come to see you in the evening." Under Lamia's direct gaze, the boy dug into the rice bitterly, not daring to say a word.

At night, after Shanna fell asleep, Lamia was about to transform into a bat again to eat according to the previous plan. At this time, she noticed that there seemed to be an extra figure by the window.

"Good evening, child." He had long silver hair similar to his own, and was wearing a purple moon nightgown. His azure eyes blinked, "I'm sorry to disturb your sweet dreams."

He walked over to Lamia and held out his hand, a few brown candies in his palm. "Would you like some tangerine peel candy? Muggle food always tastes extra delicious."

"No, sir, as a stranger, it seems inappropriate for you to break into a young girl's room at night?" Lamia said. She had no good impression of this old man who seemed to be able to see through her at a glance.

"Look at me." The old man patted his head. "I am Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts. You are going to study in this school soon." Dumbledore smiled kindly.

"I'm sorry, sir. As the principal, do you have to examine every student? I mean, you have so much time." Lamia's words were full of sarcasm.

"My child, I didn't come here to observe you. It's just that this place is somewhat familiar to me." Dumbledore's blue eyes sparkled. "You are very special."

"Sir, with all due respect, you are really dishonest." Lamia turned and was about to leave. "Wait a minute, kid, okay, okay, I came here to ask you, have you ever had any strange experiences, like talking to snakes or something like that?" Dumbledore hurriedly stopped Lamia who was about to leave.

"Sir, unfortunately not, and I think this is something you should ask a snake, not your future students." Lamia said calmly as she lay back on the bed.

Dumbledore didn't stay long. Lamia guessed that he might have gone to the kitchen. She curled the corners of her mouth in sarcasm.

Lamia didn't complete her plan, and Shanna suddenly woke up, so she could only go to bed hungry.

In her dream, she returned to the orphanage again. This time, she found that the baby had grown up and looked about the same age as herself, but he was very thin and his pointed face made his eyes look particularly big.

He saw Lamia standing outside the door, but ignored her. Lamia raised her eyebrows and walked over. "You know me." She said with certainty.

"I'm Lamia Nocturne, what about you?" Lamia was rarely interested in a lowly human being. She felt the breath of a kindred spirit in him.

"Tom Riddle," the boy said, turning and walking away, leaving Lamia behind.

Lamia followed him and sat down next to him, "Where have you seen me before?"

Tom looked straight at Lamia with his deep blue eyes, "When I was a baby." He didn't seem to expect Lamia to believe him, and lowered his head to continue flipping through the book in his arms.

"Look, there's a white-haired monster next to the freak!" A burst of noise from boys sounded behind them. They walked up to Lamia and Tom and snatched Tom's book away. "A freak is a freak, and the book he reads is also a weird book!" The tall guy in the lead tore up Tom's book and threw it on the ground.

Tom looked calm, as if he had been used to it for a long time. He picked up the broken pages on the ground and was about to leave, but Lamia stopped him and said, "Wait a minute." Fire flashed at her fingertips, and the boys screamed and rolled on the ground, their hair burnt black and charred.

"They're in a mess, aren't they?" Lamia looked at Tom. "Mind your own business." He glanced at Lamia, his deep blue eyes like dead water without a trace of ripples.

Lamia woke up in anger, "What an ungrateful person!" She pounded the bed angrily.

The next day, two strange guests came to the door of the orphanage. A giant was holding a boy with messy black hair in his hand. The giant's face was covered with curly beard, and Lamia could hardly see his face.

The boy next to him was too thin to look like an 11-year-old. He had a pair of broken glasses hanging on his high nose bridge. Behind the lenses, a pair of beautiful green eyes were staring at Lamia in a trance.

Shanna immediately made a judgment - the poor child was about to be abandoned. She looked up and down at the black-haired boy.

Harry hid behind the giant when he was being watched. "Ma'am, I'm looking for Lamia Nocturne." The giant finally spoke.

Shanna pulled Lamia in front of her puzzledly, "Do you know them?"

"I've seen that boy." Lamia recognized the smell on the boy that made her greedy.

"I'm Lamia." She walked towards the giant and stopped in front of Harry. "You've grown up." A dark gleam flashed in her ruby ​​eyes.

"Hello, beautiful lady, I'm Hagrid, this is Harry Potter, and I have been ordered to take you to Hogwarts."

"But I have something urgent to do. A naughty animal has escaped, and I have to go take care of it." He looked at Shanna again, clenching his fingers in front of him. "Could you please let them stay here for a few days?"

"Okay, okay." Shanna said blankly, not understanding the situation.

Lamia pulled Harry away before Sana could react, and they stopped in a hidden open space. "Hello, Harry." Lamia smiled sweetly.

"Hello." Harry's face turned red all of a sudden, and he stammered, not daring to look at Lamia.

"are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry." There was doubt in Harry's beautiful green eyes, "But I am hungry." Lamia couldn't help it, her eyes flashed red, and her teeth gradually stretched out.

She pushed Harry into the corner, restrained his arms, rubbed her lips against the blood vessels on his neck, and licked and bit him tentatively with her teeth. Only after Harry got used to it did she gently pierce his fangs. Hot blood flowed down her teeth into Lamia's mouth, like a raging fire burning her cold body. Lamia closed her eyes in satisfaction.

Harry was struck by a strange feeling. A tingling sensation in his neck went through him. He felt his whole body getting hot and twisted restlessly.

"Just be quiet, it'll be over soon," Lamia slurred, licking Harry's chin soothingly.

Harry was instantly struck by lightning and froze in place until Lamia pulled out her teeth.

She rubbed her finger over Harry's wound and the hole instantly disappeared.

"I'm so hungry, can you forgive me?" Lamia blinked her red eyes, her face full of innocence.

Harry was speechless, he couldn't tell Lamia that he liked her doing this to him.

He touched his wet neck and his face turned even redder.

"This is a secret between us. Please don't tell anyone else, okay?" Lamia moved closer to Harry, her breath spraying in his ear.

"Okay, okay." Harry blushed and pinched the corner of his clothes with his fingers.

"Good boy, I'll reward you." Lamia touched Harry's messy head.

She took Harry to the kitchen and said, "I'll treat you to something delicious." Lamia waved her hand and magic power surged from her fingertips. Flames instantly appeared in the stove and soon an enticing aroma was emitted.

"Are you a wizard too? You're so awesome!" Harry was shocked by the automatic barbecue stove in front of him. He approached the stove in disbelief and looked around.

"I'm not a wizard." Lamia blinked mysteriously, "You just need to know that I'm very powerful." She took the roast chicken out of the oven. It was steaming and the aroma of meat was everywhere, but Lamia was unmoved.

Harry had never tasted such delicious chicken before; at Uncle Vernon's he had to eat their leftovers.

"Eat more, you're too thin." Lamia propped up her head and looked at Harry without blinking.

"You don't want to eat?" Harry regretted asking.

"It's enough for me to eat you." Lamia stared at Harry's neck, her throat dry and tight.