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

Tom still put Lamia down forcefully, "Lamia, you can't hide in my arms and watch, you won't be able to see anything like this." Tom turned Lamia's head away with a wicked smile.

Lamia looked at the huge snake head in front of her. It closed its eyes and spit out a long tongue that brought with it a fishy smell. The sharp fangs that were occasionally exposed flashed with a cold light.

It turned out that the monster in Tom's mouth was a huge basilisk. Even without looking at its eyes, Lamia could imagine what a cold and vicious pair of eyes those were.

"We've seen it, let's go." Lamia pulled the corner of Tom's shirt and looked behind him.

It was still pitch black behind, with no light in sight. She couldn't get out by herself and could only rely on Tom. Lamia knew this, so she was so humble.

"No, Lamia, you didn't see clearly." Tom was unmoved and another sound came out of his mouth. Lamia listened and it was as obscure as before.

But the basilisk obviously understood. It twisted its huge body and moved closer to Lamia. Lamia only felt that the stench was getting stronger and stronger. The smell was just as strong as the mass graves of their tribe for sacrifice.

Lamia hadn't smelled this smell for a long time, but she was just a fragile human being after all - ever since Tom saved her, the smell of the basilisk had aroused the fear flowing in her blood. She collapsed and retreated, trying to grab Tom, but he had already retreated.

Lamia struggled but couldn't find a safe place. She could only let the basilisk approach step by step, opening its ugly bloody mouth. Its fangs seemed to be right above Lamia's head, as if they would pierce into her at the next second.

Lamia screamed, and with her voice, a pair of ink-black bat wings suddenly appeared behind her, protecting her when the basilisk was about to approach.

Lamia opened her eyes again, her eyes were blood red, and she retracted her bat wings. With just one glance, the basilisk was frightened and shrank back violently. Tom also rushed to Lamia's side. He didn't expect that the basilisk would actually disobey his orders.

It turned out that just now, Tom experienced the happiness brought by Lamia's initiative. When he saw that she was so afraid of the basilisk, he asked the basilisk to scare Lamia, but he didn't expect that the basilisk would swallow her directly.

Tom was so scared that his face turned pale. He rolled and crawled to Lamia, muttering obscure words, but the basilisk still didn't listen to him. Fortunately, Lamia protected herself in the end.

Tom took off his robe with lingering fear and put it on Lamia. "Lamia, are you okay?"

Lamia sneered. She understood why so many half-bloods disappeared from Hogwarts. "Tom, don't you know my secret? I'm not a pure-blood wizard, or rather, I'm not even a wizard," Lamia looked at Tom, who had a pale face in front of her.

"Then why did you let it attack me?"

Tom didn't know what to say, so he could only say over and over again that he didn't have any.

Lamia interrupted him, "It's okay, Tom."

Then he gave a perfunctory smile, but the timing was wrong.

Lamia really thought that she would die in the basilisk's mouth. She even thought about how to tell the system to resurrect her in her dream, and how to take revenge on Tom later.

But Lamia didn't expect the basilisk to be afraid of her. Although she was the only pure-blooded vampire, their world was different now.

Lamia left Tom beside her and walked towards the direction where the basilisk was hiding. The basilisk shrank back even more. It was just a poor little snake and didn't mean it.

In fact, it cannot be blamed for this matter. The basilisk just listened to Tom's words and wanted to scare Lamia. It didn't intend to really kill her. If it really wanted to do it, it would have solved it as soon as it opened its eyes. Anyway, it was not hungry.

But the basilisk didn't expect that as soon as it approached, the woman brought by the master suddenly grew a pair of wings bigger than its head like a monster, and the human breath on her body disappeared, replaced by a smell that made it terrified.

Tom stood up and grabbed Lamia's hand, "Lamia, let me help you get out. It's all my fault." Tom thought Lamia was going to go over and kill the basilisk, so he stopped her.

"Tom, I haven't finished my work yet." Lamia smiled, her tone sinister. "Didn't you say we are the same kind? If you were me, would you just leave like that?"

Tom stopped talking. He knew in his heart that Lamia would not let the basilisk go just like that, nor would she forgive him just like that. "So what do you want to do?" Tom took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind.

"As long as you don't kill it, it's fine."

Lamia was stunned for a moment. "Why do you think so of me, Tom? I won't kill it. I just want it to experience what I feel."

Lamia is not that stupid. Even if Tom doesn't say it, Lamia can see what the snake means to him. Even if he temporarily tolerates Lamia killing it, will he always be so good-tempered in the future?

Lamia walked up to the basilisk that was hiding with half of its tail exposed, and released the aura of the vampire wantonly. She didn't know when it would recover, so of course she had to use it as soon as possible.

The basilisk was so frightened that it trembled and the tip of its tail was retracted.

Lamia was satisfied. As for the culprit, she had plenty of time. He couldn't always be so successful. As long as Lamia could seize an opportunity, she would not let him continue to be so rampant.

Tom breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to hug Lamia in his arms, but she pushed him away. Lamia no longer felt the cold, and she had to get out of this place before she recovered.

Lamia ignored Tom behind her and returned along the direction she remembered.