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

Lamia didn't go out again and stayed in the room until she woke up from her dream.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she didn't feel as refreshed as before, but rather a little tired. Lamia just thought that she was too tired from battling wits and courage with Tom in her dream.

It was just dawn outside. Hermione and Ginny were still sleeping beside her. Lamia opened her eyes and suddenly she found that there was a regular flash of light in the cabinet, as if someone was greeting her.

Lamia was stunned for a moment, then opened the cabinet. What was flashing was the diary. After taking it out, the flickering light of the diary dimmed and returned to its previous darkness.

Lamia took the diary and walked out of the room. Apart from the light just now, the diary did not move.

Lamia turned her head and saw Ginny's old desk. There were several quills on it that had not been used for a long time, and there was dried ink on the desk.

Lamia walked over, opened the diary and placed it on the table. She dipped her quill pen into the ink and wrote "Hello" on it.

The next second, a few lines of words appeared on the pages of the diary, as if someone had written on the back.

【Hello, I'm Tom, nice to meet you】

Lamia paused, and at this moment, Hermione's voice came from the room behind her. She quickly closed the diary and stuffed it into her arms. Just as she turned around, the door opened and Ginny and Hermione walked out neatly dressed.

"Lamia, what are you doing standing here?" Hermione looked around curiously and found no one around.

"Nothing, I just woke up." Lamia evaded the question.

"Then let's go downstairs. Mom should have prepared breakfast. I'm going to Hogwarts with you today." Ginny said excitedly.

Lamia looked over and saw that Ginny had dressed up specially. The already delicate girl looked even more radiant, especially her long red hair, which draped behind her, making her look as lively as a living thing.

After the three of them went downstairs, they found the Weasley twins sitting at the table without saying a word, Ron who looked aggrieved, and Mrs. Weasley who was standing with her hands on her hips and an angry face, while Harry was sitting awkwardly on the side.

"Fred, George, how could you bully Ron like this? He took a shower for three hours last night," Mrs. Weasley raised three fingers in front of the twins, wishing she could poke them in the eyes.

"Mom, we were wrong. We were just joking with Ron."

"Yeah, just kidding. Ron's used to it."

George and Fred put their arms around Ron and acted like brothers. Ron was of course very reluctant, but before he could say anything George covered his mouth.

"Ron, forget it. We have guests at home. What if you scare a few little girls?" Mrs. Weasley was shaking with anger and threw the spatula in her hand into the plate.

Hermione coughed awkwardly. Mrs. Weasley turned around immediately and, upon seeing them, softened in an instant. "My dears, you're so good. You got up on your own without being called."

The Weasley twins opposite looked at each other and curled their lips.

Lamia pretended not to notice and sat down at the table behind Hermione.

Mrs. Weasley's expression changed so quickly that Ron was stunned. "Mum, you haven't punished them yet."

"Stop talking, Ron. Don't disturb the girls from having breakfast." Mrs. Weasley gave him a look of disapproval, and Ron had no choice but to shut his mouth. The twins' undisguised laughter beside him made him feel even more uncomfortable.

"The kids are up really early." Arthur Weasley, who had arrived late, came over with a newspaper. "Well, Harry, today's headlines are about you and this Lockhart." Arthur chuckled. "I didn't realize you look photogenic. Much more handsome than that Lockhart. He looks like a greasy pork chop."

He then glanced at Molly, who was busy putting breakfast on a plate. "But there's always someone who gets fooled by him."

"What are you talking about, Arthur." Mrs. Weasley placed the last tray of breakfast in front of him.

"Nothing, let's talk about today's headlines." Arthur spread the newspaper flat on the table. Lockhart's large portrait almost took up the entire page, while Harry was cut down to only half of his body, occupying only a corner.

"Oh my God, it's Lockhart, and Harry!" Mrs. Weasley picked up the newspaper and read it again and again in surprise.

"Yeah, Harry was put in the very corner," Arthur muttered quietly.

The Weasley twins took advantage of no one noticing them and moved Ron aside and sat next to Lamia, "Little snake, you're such a liar."

"Tell me, how did you tell us apart?"

Lamia glanced at them, "You smell different," she said simply.

"Taste? Then what do I taste like?"

"And I."

They kept asking questions, but Lamia knew they would ask like this, so she didn't intend to answer them at all.

"Speak, little snake."

"Tell us now."

"I don't know." Lamia said casually, annoyed by the question.

The twins turned their heads, whispered, and glanced at her from time to time. Lamia simply chose to ignore them. As long as they didn't bother her, everything else was fine.

After dinner, Arthur went to work, and Mrs. Weasley took them to the King's Cross platform. "Don't be afraid, children, just do as you did before." She encouraged them.

"Fred, you first." One of the twins ran out, rushed towards the wall, and then disappeared.

Next came George and Percy, who had rushed to the platform to join them.

After Ginny went in, Mrs. Weasley saw an acquaintance, said something to a few people, and walked over to start a conversation.

"Okay, it's our turn." Harry pushed the luggage rack eagerly, took a run-up and crashed into the wall.

But unexpectedly, Harry crashed into the wall, and the luggage rack fell to the ground, with things scattered everywhere.

"Oh no, the passage is closed!" Hermione shouted.

Lamia glanced at the clock on the wall. There was still a quarter of an hour before the passage was closed. There was obviously something strange going on.

"Hey, what are you doing? This is a wall," the station staff came over, "Where are your adults?"

No one knew how to talk to Muggles, so in the end Hermione apologized to the staff and took them to find Mrs. Weasley.

Mrs. Weasley, who was originally behind them, had left at some point and they searched almost the entire station but couldn't find her.

"Is that Harry?" A soft female voice sounded from behind them.

They turned around and saw a girl pushing luggage. She had long hair similar to Lamia's and mysterious violet eyes.

"Hello, I'm Luna."