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

Lamia thought she was prepared, but clearly she wasn't.

"I ask you not to make any noise—it will surely irritate them." Lockhart carefully removed the black cloth from the cage.

The whole class held their breath, and Seamus stared at the cage intently, ready to escape from the classroom at the next moment.

"Okay, that's them—the Cornish pixies we just caught!" His exaggerated expression was even scarier than the pixies themselves.

Seamus breathed a sigh of relief, then scoffed loudly enough for everyone to hear.

Even Lockhart looked over; he couldn't believe the sound was anything more than a scream of terror.

"Why? You don't think they're scary, do you?" he said to Seamus, smiling.

"No, Professor, I'm just too scared. After all - they might turn into fire-breathing dragons. Of course, the possibility of this is like Ron not eating chicken legs for lunch - I can predict it in advance." Seamus laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe.

Lockhart also heard the sarcasm in Seamus' words. "Don't be so sure, they might take your life." He retracted his smile.

The little elves were blue in colour, with pointed faces and very shrill voices, like a group of budgies quarrelling. As soon as the black cloth covering them was removed, they began to chirp, jump up and down, shake their cages, and make all sorts of strange faces at those who were near them.

"Okay, now let's see how you deal with them," Lockhart deliberately turned the cage opening towards Seamus and opened the cage door.

The elves scrambled to fly out of the narrow cage, like loose balloons, flying around at inappropriate times.

Neville, who was sitting in the front row, was dragged into the air by several elves and hung on the chandelier. The poor child was shouting for help and didn't dare to move at all.

"Save me, Professor!" Neville hugged the chandelier, his round cheeks wrinkled.

"Wait, child, I will take action." Lockhart drew his wand.

"Come on, herd them together. Don't be afraid, they are just pixies. Come here," Lockhart shouted. He rolled up his sleeves, waved his wand and shouted, "Pesky Pixie Pestomy!"

Lamia was hiding under the table. She knew the situation in the classroom very well and she didn't think Lockhart's spell would work.

It didn't work, and not only that, an elf shrieked and grabbed Lockhart's wand and threw it out of the window. Lockhart gasped and crawled under the podium table.

He didn't dare to go out again, and poor Neville was staggering, and finally couldn't resist Newton's magic, falling from the air, landing on Lockhart's head, almost hitting him.

Lamia shook her head. Sure enough, the bad guys always survive.

She stood up from under the desk, magic surged from her fingertips, and hit the chandelier that was almost falling above Lockhart's head, but surprisingly, the chandelier not only did not hit Lockhart, but also helped him knock out the elves around him.

"What a good child! The professor knew you had talent!" Lockhart saw Lamia's actions from below and thought she was protecting herself, so he exclaimed in emotion.

Lamia was speechless. How did she know that this bastard was so lucky?

Just at this moment, the bell rang and everyone rushed out for their lives, and the classroom was in chaos.

Lockhart straightened up and was about to rush out with his classmates when he saw Harry, Ron and Hermione who had already reached the door, as well as Lamia in the open space of the classroom. He said, "Ah, I ask you four to catch the rest and put them in the cage." He hurried out of the classroom ahead of them and closed the door as soon as he went out.

Lamia was not surprised at all that the professor could do such a thing. She was about to move quietly closer to the few people, but the corner of her clothes was hooked by something. Lamia thought it was an elf. Just as she was about to cast a spell, she heard Theodore's voice.

"It's me, Lamia, I didn't leave." It turned out that Theodore had been hiding under the desk. Lamia didn't see him and thought he had escaped long ago, even Draco had escaped.

Theodore followed Lamia's actions, and after they successfully reunited, they began to discuss how to escape. Ron kept scolding Lockhart, saying that he couldn't believe there was such a professor in Hogwarts, who was even worse than Snape.

Hermione initially protested, "He just wants us to practice." But as more and more elves came over, Hermione stopped speaking for Lockhart.

Seeing that they had no idea what to do, Lamia decided to take action himself. He rummaged in his arms for a long time before finding the wand. He pretended to take it in his hand, and in an instant, a huge wave of magic power appeared, and all the elves in the classroom were motionless.

They took this opportunity to escape.