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

"I see you still believe him or not. When you encounter a problem, you just abandon the students and run away." Although the problem was solved, Ron still talked about Lockhart in front of Hermione, with a secretly happy look on his face, as if he had finally proved his innocence in front of everyone.

This time, Hermione's reaction was not so big. She just frowned slightly, and it seemed like she was quitting being a fan and turning against him.

Lamia didn't see Lockhart's shadow even after walking far out of the classroom. It seemed that he knew that this was not a good thing, so he didn't even show his face. This was okay, because they didn't want to see him anyway, so they didn't have to pretend to be respectful.

The sky was already overcast and it looked like it was about to rain. As soon as they walked out of the castle, they met a very thin little boy with gray hair. Lamia also saw Draco not far behind the little boy. Thinking of where this road led to, Lamia was not surprised. He must be waiting for her.

The little boy was holding a very ordinary Muggle camera in his hand, and he seemed to be staring at Harry. Lamia reminded Hermione beside him to look in the boy's direction. Hermione also understood and bumped Harry's shoulder.

When the boy saw Harry looking at him, his face turned red, but he still took a few steps forward timidly, approached a few people, and breathed quickly, "Hello, Harry, I-I'm Colin Creevey." After saying this, Colin swallowed.

"Can I take a picture of you? Uh, this is what I mean. I'm from Gryffindor too, you know. I just came here this year. I mean, I won't spread your picture around randomly." Colin expressed his request incoherently.

"Take a picture?" Harry was confused. He turned his head and looked at Hermione and the others who were equally puzzled. None of them really understood.

"This way I can prove that I've seen you." Colin said eagerly, his eyes shining, and took a few steps forward. "I know everything about you. Since the first time I came here, everyone told me how you escaped from the mysterious man. Do you still have that scar on your forehead?" Colin had already raised the camera in his hand.

But Harry dodged; he didn't like flashes at all.

"My father is a milkman. He doesn't believe that I really went to learn magic. I was going to take pictures of everything I saw and send them to him. If I use developing potions, he will definitely believe it." Colin looked at Harry pleadingly.

"Okay, but don't affect my friends." Harry stood there awkwardly. Colin's reason made it impossible for him to refuse.

After Colin excitedly pressed the shutter, he looked at the photo for a long time but still felt unsatisfied. He hesitated and looked at Lamia several times.

"Miss, could you stand next to Harry? I want to take a picture of you two - I also told my father your story." Colin seemed embarrassed. After all, he had just promised Harry not to trouble his friend.

Lamia smiled, her smile like the breeze on a summer night, gentle yet cool.

Colin thought she would agree, even Hermione moved aside, and he was about to raise the shutter, but found that Lamia was standing far away.

"Sorry, I don't like taking pictures." Lamia said lightly. She would not cause trouble for herself.

Colin was visibly sad, and he thought he had offended Lamia. The expectation on Harry's face gradually disappeared. He thought Lamia didn't want to have anything to do with him, so she didn't take pictures.

In fact, what Harry thought was right. Lamia didn't want to take the risk. Although Colin promised not to leak the photos, she didn't want her and Harry to be published in newspapers one day. She was most afraid of trouble. Harry was so famous, and as a girl standing next to him, a beautiful girl at that, she would definitely be discussed endlessly.

What's more, there is Ginny. She likes Harry so much. If she saw it, the Weasley family would probably pester her endlessly. Lamia felt a headache when she thought of the Weasley twins who had been hiding recently.

After taking a look at Draco who was still standing there, Lamia wanted to change direction. Hogwarts was well connected anyway, and there was definitely more than one way to get to the dormitory. She whispered a few words to Hermione, who nodded slightly, and Lamia prepared to go in another direction.

But Harry didn't know what was going on, and he reached out to stop Lamia, "I want to take a picture with you." His eyes were slightly red, and he obviously thought about it for a long time before saying it.

"No, Harry, I said I don't like having my picture taken." Lamia dodged behind his arm and started to leave.

"Why?" Harry was confused. He felt that although he was not the most perfect, he was pretty good. Why was Lamia unwilling to take the next step with him?

"I told you." Lamia was annoyed and said in a bad tone.

Harry was stunned. He didn't expect Lamia to be angry with him over such a small matter.

Hermione on the other side noticed that something was wrong and hurried over to calm the two of them down.

"Harry, Lamia doesn't want to take a photo, so don't force her. Ron and I can take a photo with you, and Colin also wants to take a photo with you." Hermione comforted Harry.

"It's not like that. Lamia doesn't want to take pictures. She just doesn't want to get too close to me and have her picture taken with me." Harry wiped his eyes. Hermione blinked at Lamia hurriedly, wanting her to say something too. Harry looked so sad now.

Lamia sighed, "Harry, I don't mean to not take a picture with you, I just, forget it, I'll take a picture with you." Lamia walked back and stood next to Harry.

Lamia planned to go up and delete her photos from Colin's camera after Harry and the others left. This was the only way, otherwise she would definitely not be able to leave today.

Harry looked at Lamia beside him in surprise and quickly straightened his clothes. Ron on the other side rolled his eyes speechlessly.

Colin held up the camera, and when both of them were ready, he pressed the shutter.

"Come and see, the pictures are ready."

Several people walked over, and Lamia was also pulled over by Hermione. She and Harry stood shoulder to shoulder. Harry smiled happily and kept looking at Lamia, of course ignoring the redness in his eyes. Although Lamia was just smiling, her long silver hair looked very gentle in the afterglow of the evening.

In short, everyone liked this photo very much, especially Harry. He paid directly and wanted Colin to print a hundred copies for him.

Lamia was finally able to leave. After saying goodbye to a few people, she walked in another direction. When she passed a woods, suddenly a pair of hands came from behind her and hugged her in their arms.

Lamia didn't look panicked at all, she had smelled it a long time ago.

"Why aren't you afraid?"

"I always knew you were behind me, Theodore." Lamia looked up and what caught her eye was Theodore's short black hair and deep pupils.

Seeing her looking at him, Theodore chuckled, "You are quite smart. You knew it was me, so why didn't you get out of the way?" His fingers wandered dishonestly around Lamia's waist, causing a tingling sensation.

"I can't dodge it. You're very powerful." Lamia nimbly got out of his arms. She could feel the magic power surging around Theodore. It was very weak before, but now, Lamia dared to say that all the students in Hogwarts combined could not beat him.

Lamia was very familiar with that aura, almost the same as Tom's. It could only be produced by killing many people with black magic. It seemed that Theodore's control over black magic was no weaker than that of Tom she knew.

"You are very smart, Lamia." Theodore retracted his smile, "but what you did just now was not smart, I don't like it." Lamia knew that Theodore was talking about taking pictures with Harry just now.

"That's my business and has nothing to do with you." Lamia said coldly.

Although she couldn't beat Theodore, she could easily escape, which was too easy for her.

"Really?" Theodore's expression turned cold, but only for a moment, and then he laughed again, "But I will be sad, Lamia, unless..." He paused and glanced at the position where they were just now with ill intent.

"Unless what?" Lamia asked.

"Unless you are willing to take a picture with me too." Theodore produced a camera from somewhere. It looked much more advanced than Colin's and could even float in the air.

"Let's start." Theodore didn't wait for Lamia to agree. He walked over and put his arm around her waist, and held Lamia's hand in his other hand.

Lamia looked over in surprise, and the two of them happened to look at each other.

At this moment, with a "click", the camera floated back into Theodore's hand from mid-air, and a photo of the two of them slowly appeared at the bottom.

Theodore looked at the two people looking at each other affectionately, and was very satisfied. He looked back and forth several times.

Lamia took a look, frowned, and while he was happy and didn't notice her, she walked away from behind him.

Theodore glanced in the direction Lamia left. He saw it, but it didn't matter. There was still a lot of time between him and Lamia, and he had plenty of opportunities.