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

Lamia and the other two walked out of the bushes, and their first action was to stretch their numb legs and arms.

Newt put Duoduo, who was struggling in the bowl, into the suitcase, and Lamia put Fox back into his collar.

"We caught the invisible beast just like that?" Hermione couldn't believe it.

"If Lamia hadn't had the Phoenix, it wouldn't have been so easy. Duoduo is really timid and wouldn't have come out." Newt smiled, his freckles on his face cute and lively. "I'll need your help from now on. I'll take you to see all the magical animals."

Hermione was very interested in magical creatures and agreed immediately.

After a brief appointment, Lamia took Hermione away, and Newt returned to the suitcase. Before leaving, he asked Hermione to bring him some gold coins tomorrow.

"Why did Newt ask me to bring him gold Galleons? Does he need money?" Hermione asked puzzledly.

"Maybe." Lamia didn't know either.

In the following days, even though they followed Newt's plan exactly, they still failed to catch the Niffler who had an abnormal love for shiny things in his mouth.

"Perhaps there's something else that might be more appealing to it." Newt touched his nose sheepishly. "Did you notice any news reports about a bank or citizen's home being robbed?"

Lamia shook her head. She hadn't paid any attention to the news at all. She didn't even watch the news.

"I seem to have seen it in Dad's newspaper this morning. A bank lost a lot of gold coins, but I can't remember which bank it was." Hermione thought hard, but still couldn't remember.

"It's okay, let's just forget about it today. I'll go and find out." Newt smiled, said hello, and left with his suitcase.

After Lamia and Hermione returned, they found that they had forgotten to send the letter to Harry. "This is bad, Harry must think we forgot him." Hermione said anxiously.

"Don't worry, Hermione, we can go find Harry and talk it out in person, and give him these letters at the same time." Lamia quickly came up with a solution.

After talking to the Grangers, the two set off together.

When they finally arrived at Number 4 Privet Drive after many twists and turns, it was already the next day. Lamia really couldn't understand the Muggles' high-tech means of transportation. Although they were much faster than her, she couldn't understand it at all.

Hermione was absent-minded the whole way. She was worried that it would be too abrupt to show up at someone's house without even saying hello.

"Don't worry, maybe they wish we hadn't told them in advance. Harry's aunt and uncle won't want to receive owl letters anymore."

Lamia said soothingly.

Hermione was still very nervous and kept thinking about what to say, but before she could figure out what to say, she found Harry weeding in the garden. He was sweating profusely, and his face and neck were sunburned, looking very pitiful.

"Harry!" Hermione and Lamia shouted, and their voices quickly reached Harry's ears. He raised his head, facing the sun, squinted his eyes and finally saw Lamia and Hermione clearly.

His green eyes lit up immediately, and he strode over the fence and ran towards them. The three of them hugged each other in the sun, and Lamia and Hermione's clean clothes were covered with a little dust and grass leaves.

"You little brat, what are you yelling about!" Uncle Vernon walked out of the house quickly with a dark face, a newspaper in his hand. The moment he saw Lamia and Hermione, his originally purple-black face turned completely black, and he panted like an angry bull.

"Well, you actually dared to let these freaks come to my house? I order you to get them out of here right now!" Uncle Vernon was so angry that he put his hands on his hips and cursed.

Soon a skinny woman rushed out in panic with a frying pan in her hand, followed by a short fat man.

"Mum, look, Harry has brought his weird friends here, they're all monsters," Dudley shouted.

"Oh, God, come here! Dudley, come to your mother." Aunt Petunia looked at Lamia and Hermione warily and disgustedly, and opened her arms to hug her fat son tightly.

Uncle Vernon also came to his wife's side, and the whole family expressed their unwelcome to Lamia and Hermione with disgust and fear in their eyes.

"It seems we've come at a bad time, Harry," Hermione said over her shoulder, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

"Don't pay attention to them, Hermione, I'm very happy to see you." Harry smiled and stood in front of them, blocking the unfriendly gazes of the family opposite.

Lamia, who had been silent the whole time, handed the letter in her arms to Harry, "Sorry, Harry, we forgot to send the letter to you."

"It's okay, Lamia." Harry took the letters shyly and put them in his arms carefully.

"By the way, Harry, maybe you could introduce us to your relatives?" Lamia walked out, her chin raised, her aristocratic air fully revealed. She seldom acted like this, but their family made Hermione very unhappy, and she wanted to teach them a lesson.

"Well, they're the Dursleys… my Uncle Vernon, and Aunt Petunia and Cousin Dudley."

Although Harry didn't quite understand, he still obeyed Lamia's wishes.

When Dudley saw Lamia's appearance clearly, his eyes widened instantly. He knew this freak!

Ignoring Aunt Petunia's shouts, Dudley stepped over the fence and walked in front of Lamia, "I've seen you before and saved you before, do you remember?" Dudley said with an expectation that he didn't even realize.

Lamia thought about it, and after scaling down Dudley's fat face, she realized that she really did know him.

"It is you."

Lamia glanced at Dudley and pretended to take out her useless wand from her bosom. "Are you the one who always bullies Harry? I've learned a new spell that is said to make people grow spots all over their bodies. How about you try it out for me?"

"No, get out of here, you freak!"

Dudley stepped back in fear, Aunt Petunia dropped the frying pan in her hand tremblingly and protected Dudley who was running towards her in a panic behind her. Uncle Vernon was so scared that his fat body was shaking, and he didn't care about his identity, he just wanted to hide behind Aunt Petunia with Dudley.

"But I'm not so heartless," Lamia rubbed the tip of the wand in her hand, as if she would strike at any second. "If you disappear from our sight, then I will have no choice but to let you go."

Uncle Vernon only dared to glare at Harry fiercely, and finally hid in the house with his wife and children in shame, slamming the door.

Lamia scoffed contemptuously, put her wand back where it belonged, and turned around to see the two people standing there in amazement.

"Lamia, you are so amazing." Hermione opened her mouth in surprise, while Harry clapped his hands in cooperation.

"Maybe you would like to come to my room and take a look?" Harry touched his messy black hair. There was no place to sit in the yard, and the three of them had been standing there for a while.

"That's great, Harry." Hermione was already tired, but it was not convenient for her to speak. "But how do we get in?"

Hermione looked at Harry, who could only spread his hands helplessly. He didn't have the key.

Lamia patted Hermione's shoulder comfortingly and walked to the door. The Dursleys inside were looking out through the peephole and accidentally met Lamia's red eyes.

"Ah!" Uncle Vernon started and retreated to the fireplace.

"Open the door." Lamia's voice came through the heavy door. The cold voice made Aunt Petunia shudder, and Dudley had already hidden under the sofa.