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

It was already the second night when Lamia and Hermione returned to London. They almost immediately rushed to the zoo where they had met Newt before, but unfortunately, Newt was not waiting for them there.

Hermione: "Maybe we were too late and Newt caught it himself."

Lamia: "Don't worry, Hermione, we can try again tomorrow morning. Maybe Newt just went somewhere else."

The two took a taxi back home. Although Mr. Granger had told them in advance that they were going out on vacation, they were still dumbfounded by the empty villa.

"That's fine, let's go to bed." Hermione walked to the bedroom and lay straight on the bed.

Hermione was very tired after running around for several days. She fell asleep almost in 1 second, and the sound of light breathing could be heard in the bedroom.

Lamia gently closed the wide-open door and went into the kitchen. Hermione would surely be hungry when she woke up.

I have to say that Mrs. Granger is a very qualified hostess. The food in the refrigerator is neatly arranged, and even the edges of the bread slices are facing in the same direction.

Lamia followed Mrs. Granger's example and made Hermione a sandwich.

She carried the plate to the bedroom. Hermione was still asleep. Lamia was lying on the bed and fell asleep after a while.

Lamia originally thought that Tom would be busy with his own affairs and ignore her as before, but she didn't expect that when she opened her eyes this time, she would see Tom.

"Why are you here?" Lamia calmly moved Tom's head off her shoulder.

"I'm tired, Lamia, let me sleep for a while." Tom stretched out his long arms and brought Lamia into his arms, with her eyes tightly closed, and the distance between their faces was almost no distance.

Lamia could even count his eyelashes and the faint hairs on his face.

Lamia just kept looking at Tom in front of her until her blue eyes slowly opened, a hint of satisfaction flashed across her eyes, and then she quickly regained her composure.

"Lamia, it's great to see you at first sight." Tom's slightly long black hair rubbed against her neck.

They hadn't been like this for a long time. Lamia frowned awkwardly, "Tom, aren't you busy today?" She changed the subject abruptly.

"I don't have anything to do today, so I can accompany you," Tom hugged Lamia and sat up, "but you'd better not go out alone later." He wrapped his big hand around Lamia's hand and rubbed it in his palm, his eyes dark and unclear.

Although Tom didn't tell him directly what he had done, Lamia knew very well that something big was about to happen at Hogwarts and she had to take this opportunity to escape.

After going out, Lamia found that Hogwarts was the same as before, without any of the gloomy atmosphere before something big happened. Instead, every student had a smile on their face.

Lamia and Tom walked all the way to the edge of the Forbidden Forest before stopping. Along the way, they encountered more than one snake, but Tom acted as if he didn't see them and let them follow behind.

Lamia looked back and found a group of snakes following closely behind her. When they saw her looking back, they half-straightened their bodies and made a rustling sound as they spit out their tongues.

Lamia had never seen such a terrifying scene, and she unconsciously tightened her grip on Tom's hand.

Tom glanced back and uttered a series of mysterious and obscure words. The snakes retreated into the surrounding grass as if they had received some orders and disappeared.

Lamia was shocked in her heart, but her face remained calm. She couldn't ask, because Tom would not only not tell her, but would also doubt her.

The two walked for a long time, so long that in the end Lamia had to be carried back by Tom, and a big blister had formed on her foot.

Tom left a bottle of potion and left soon. Lamia was the only one left in the room. She poured the potion on the wound and lay there like a corpse, waiting to go back.

When she came back, it was already daybreak. Lamia found that the sandwich she had placed on the bedside cabinet had been eaten up, with only some crumbs on the plate, and Hermione was not in bed.

Lamia got up and looked for Hermione everywhere in the house, and found her writing something in the study.

"Hermione, we can go find Newt. Maybe he will be waiting for us there today." Lamia knocked on the open door of the study.

"Oh, okay, Lamia." Hermione calmly stuffed the letter into the envelope and handed it to the owl by the window.

"I sent a letter to Harry, asking him to apologize to the Dursleys for me." Hermione still couldn't accept that she was so rude to an innocent Muggle family.

Lamia didn't say much about this. The two changed their clothes and went to the zoo entrance together.

As soon as they arrived here, they found Newt, who was dressed strangely. "OMG, Newt, you're blinding me." Hermione covered her mouth, speechless with surprise. Lamia also felt that Hermione was not exaggerating. Newt was dressed like a scarab beetle, his whole body was golden, and he even had a golden mask on his head, revealing only the lower half of his face.

“Oh, it’s nothing to be surprised about, as long as we can catch the Niffler—this little guy has caused a lot of trouble for others.” Newt spread his hands, his helplessness about to overflow.

"Didn't you say you've found the Niffler's trail? Where is he?" Hermione managed to hold back her laughter.

"It's a bit far, but it doesn't matter, I can use magic." Newt said.

Hermione: "Do we still need to prepare gold coins?"

"I think not. The gold coins are no longer attractive enough." Newt said a little embarrassedly.

"Why?" Hermione looked up in confusion. She was about to say she was going home to get the gold coins.

“Well, I tried,” Newt said quickly, leaving out the embarrassing moment he was taken away from the bank as a psychopath.

The two held hands and formed a circle as Newt requested. Newt shouted, "Apparate."

Suddenly the world spun around, and when they finally landed, Hermione was vomiting profusely. Lamia didn't react much, after all, she flew all the time.

After Hermione calmed down for a while, the three of them arrived at the door of a magnificent bank. Everyone coming in and out was dressed in bright clothes.

Newt was about to stand at the doorway to attract the Nifflers, but Lamia stopped him and took the two of them into the woods, not coming out until dark.

"We can start now." Lamia gave the center position to Newt. She and Hermione hid again, waiting for the Niffler to come to them.

"Why don't you catch it at daybreak? We can't see clearly now." Although Hermione didn't understand, she believed Lamia, so she asked now.

"There are too many people during the day, and the smell is too mixed. We can't sniff it out, and it won't notice us at night." After a brief explanation, Lamia stared at the bank door intently.

Just after Newt cast several glittering spells on himself, the Niffler finally couldn't help but come out. It was about the size of a cat, covered with shiny black fur. This fur would show green, blue and purple luster under the light, like a feather that could change color.

"I saw it!" Lamia stopped Hermione just as she was about to jump out of the grass. "Don't worry, Hermione. The Niffler hasn't come out yet. Don't scare it."

It was not until the Sniff ran far away from the bank door that Lamia and Hermione jumped out, "Imprison quickly!" Hermione's spells were always fast, accurate and ruthless, and the Sniff was trapped in place.

Hermione: "Oh my god, I forgot about the magical ban! I hope the Ministry of Magic doesn't notice me."

Lamia: "It's okay, Hermione, no one saw it."

Newt gratefully stopped casting all the messy spells on his body. He held the struggling Niffler in his hand and shook it up and down. With a crisp sound, a pile of dazzling gold coins and gold ornaments appeared on the ground.

When nothing could be poured out, Newt threw the Niffler into the suitcase. "Great, you naughty boy!"

Newt also has to return lost items to their owners, so he is always busy.

"We can't let him go alone, Lamia. Who knows what he'll do? The Muggle police won't believe him." Hermione was about to go home with Lamia when she suddenly thought of Newt's miserable appearance when they first met.

So the team that returned the items successfully became three people.