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

Lamia turned her head upon hearing the sound and found Dumbledore winking at her from behind. Like her, he was avoiding Harry and the others.

"Principal, what do you mean by that?" Lamia crossed her arms. Although she had some guesses in her mind, she still asked.

"That's what you think, child. I'm sorry, but for my plan, you must stay with me in the headmaster's office until Harry..." Dumbledore had no intention of asking Lamia's opinion. With a flick of his lips, Lamia's vacation was deprived.

Lamia had long expected that Dumbledore would not allow her to stay with Harry now that she knew the truth, but she did not expect that he would directly lock her up in the headmaster's office.

"Mr. Principal, are you bullying a poor student? Are you sure the Ministry of Magic won't care?" Lamia was resentful. Why should she give up her own interests for others?

But Lamia also knew that Dumbledore would definitely keep her, but that didn't affect her desire for benefits.

"No, no, no, child, you misunderstood. I will compensate you. Just think of it as you working for me, but you don't have to do anything." Dumbledore hurriedly explained, and Lamia noticed that his beard was tangled together.

"Then I want Fox's tears." Lamia stated her request bluntly, "Every day."

"I can't promise that, but I will pay you the salary of the highest-ranking employee in the Ministry of Magic." Dumbledore secretly breathed a sigh of relief and put a pink candy into his mouth. "Sweet berry candy, do you want some, child?"

"No, sir." Lamia shook her head.

"Okay, then you follow me now." Dumbledore walked in front and motioned Lamia to follow.

After entering the headmaster's office, Lamia noticed the Mirror of Erised inside. It turned out that Dumbledore had moved it to the headmaster's office.

Lamia stood in front of the mirror, but did not see the previous scene. She looked at Dumbledore in confusion.

"I cast a little spell." Dumbledore grabbed a handful of colorful candies from the drawer and was stuffing them into his pocket when he noticed Lamia's look and felt a little embarrassed.

After a while, the figures of Harry and his companions suddenly appeared in the mirror. They did not see Dumbledore, so Harry made a prompt decision to get what the mysterious man needed in advance.

Lamia understood immediately that the reason he asked her to stand in front of the mirror was to keep an eye on Harry for him. Fortunately, he was discovered injured as soon as possible.

Lamia thought Dumbledore simply locked her up, but she didn't expect that she had extra work to do. He was indeed very cunning.

But Lamia still looked at the mirror seriously. After all, apart from this, everything else in the room was boring.

Inside the mirror, Hermione cast the petrification spell on Neville who was blocking their way, and then they rushed to the fourth floor. Fluffy's low growl in the room could be heard through the door.

Ron: "Snape must be in there, let's go in and stop him!"

After they went in, they found that Lu Wei had closed his terrifying eyes, and there was a harp next to him. The trapdoor was pressed underneath him with no signs of being opened.

Harry: "Someone was here."

The three of them quietly walked under the trapdoor while Lu Wei was not paying attention. Lamia, who was looking at the picture in the mirror on the other side, was worried because they did not notice that the harp sound had stopped and Lu Wei was standing behind them.

Lamia slapped Dumbledore, who was sleeping on the table, awake and said, "Your dear Harry is in trouble."

Dumbledore woke up with a start, "I'm sorry, I didn't sleep well these few days." He walked to the mirror and looked at it for a while, then waved his wand and the picture inside changed suddenly.

Lamia saw Harry and the other two successfully pass through the Devil's Snare.

Dumbledore stood in front and watched for a while. He felt that there was no problem. After saying hello to Lamia, he walked out the door. He wanted to catch up on some sleep. He was so tired from running back and forth between Nurmengard and Hogwarts these days that he couldn't even open his eyes.

Lamia sat back in front of the mirror and stared at it intently.

Harry and his friends soon encountered the second level. The room was filled with flying keys with wings. Harry rode on a broom and flew back and forth in the air, with several blood marks on his face and arms.

But luckily, Harry soon found the real key.

Just when Lamia thought that nothing would be wrong, Harry suddenly screamed. He squatted on the ground helplessly, covering his neck, looking very painful.

Lamia was familiar with that spot; it was where she often nibbled.

Harry's pain did not seem fake. He was pale and looked like he would faint at any second. Hermione and Ron were milling around anxiously. Hermione had tried all the healing magic she knew, but to no avail.

Lamia felt that this was an emergency, and Dumbledore was not here. She was in hesitation for a moment. It was obvious that Harry's condition was caused by the factor she had marked on him before. It was originally just a mark, but she didn't expect it to be activated at this time. Maybe she should go and save Harry?