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

Lamia kept blocking Tom in the room, not even letting him go out for meals, to prevent him from contacting any of his subordinates, but Tom was not easily restrained by her.

It took Lamia all her decency to keep Tom in the room for four days.

As soon as the time came in the evening, Lamia stopped all her movements. Tom was stunned on the spot. Then he heard an urgent knock on the door outside. Tom looked down and found that Lamia did not move at all this time.

"Is it time?" Tom's voice didn't make any sense, but if you listened carefully you could still detect the loss hidden in it.

But Lamia is in a very confused mood now. On the one hand, she feels guilty towards Tom and is afraid that he will be hurt or even lose his life. On the other hand, she wishes Tom would die completely so that she can be truly free. Even in her dreams, she can do whatever she wants.

So she didn't hear the loss hidden in Tom's words and the sadness that he wanted her to stay.

"How heartless." Tom smiled bitterly, then stood up and walked out the door, "Lamia, I'm leaving." He finally turned his head to look at the silver-haired girl who was still motionless.

"Tom," Lamia finally sat up, "be careful." She hesitated for a long time before reminding him.

Tom, who had already opened the door, immediately closed it when he heard her voice, "Why don't you come with me?" He walked back and picked up the clothes on the ground. With a flash of his palm, the tattered clothes instantly became as good as new.

"I'll help you put on your clothes." Tom put the underwear in his arms to warm it up before walking in front of Lamia.

"Can I not go?" Lamia now deeply regretted what she had just said. She shouldn't have acted on impulse. Now, she was completely screwed.

"No." Tom narrowed his eyes with pleasure, and his hands kept moving. After a while, he dressed Lamia in the order he remembered.

Antonin outside was almost knocking the door down before he saw Tom who had arrived late, and Lamia who appeared behind him.

He covered his mouth in shock. They all thought Tom was studying the dark arts, but they didn't expect that he was studying Lamia.

"Master, Bellatrix failed..." Antonin didn't finish his words, but glanced at Lamia behind Tom.

"Say, she's one of us." Tom was clearly looking at Lamia, but as if seeing Antonin's eyes, he motioned for him to continue.

"Dumbledore somehow found the Chamber of Secrets and killed many of our people," Antonin said while looking at Tom's face, as if he would kneel down and apologize if he did something wrong.

"Where's the basilisk?"

Lamia heard Tom's voice coming from above her head. He didn't seem worried at all. Lamia was a little unsure. She didn't know whether Dumbledore had completed their plan.

"The basilisk, the basilisk has disappeared. It seems like it has received some instructions. We can't control it at all. The Chamber of Secrets has also been sealed by Dumbledore." Antonin knelt down again. He and Tom had been classmates for seven years and were too familiar with each other. It was because he knew him too well that Antonin had to kneel down. Only in this way could he save his life.

Tom didn't move, still playing with Lamia's hair in his hands, "Anything else?" He acted as if he didn't see Antonin and casually adjusted Lamia's waist ornament.

"No, no more." Antonin closed his eyes. He already knew his own ending. He would not die, but he would be in great pain.

"Now let's go find Bella," Tom said casually, without even looking at Antonin.

Lamia was really panicked now. She looked around but didn't see anyone who looked like they were coming to pick her up. Could it be that Dumbledore really failed?

……

Antonin drove ahead, looking back from time to time, and when Tom saw the muddy road in the distance due to the rain, he directly hugged Lamia in his arms without even asking her a question.

Antonin, who witnessed everything, turned around hurriedly. He never looked back afterwards. He just cleared all obstacles, stopped and walked, to make sure Tom caught up.

In this way, they successfully passed the restricted area. Then, Tom picked up Lamia horizontally with one hand, and controlled the magic wand with the other hand to teleport them to the location Antonin said.

When Lamia came back to her senses from the dizziness, she found herself still in Tom's arms, and Bellatrix was kneeling on one knee in embarrassment, and in front of her stood Dumbledore, the representative of justice.

"Tom, you're here." Dumbledore just glanced at Lamia and then looked away, as if he treated her as a stranger.

Lamia silently gave Dumbledore a thumbs up in her heart. His acting was so good that it was comparable to hers.

"Professor, you killed my people, and I must seek justice for them." Tom still looked gentle, but Dumbledore would no longer give him the chance to confuse himself.

"Tom, take back your hypocrisy. The basilisk killed so many innocent students and your subordinates under your orders. They deserved it." Dumbledore was so angry that his beard stood up.

"Professor, they are not my subordinates." Tom remained calm and composed, as if he hadn't heard the curses hurled at him by Dumbledore and the other professors who had arrived behind him. "They are my servants. It is their honor to die for their master, but that doesn't mean I won't avenge them."

Tom's cold eyes swept over everyone behind Dumbledore. Lamia noticed that there were some Slytherins among them. They all lowered their heads and did not dare to look directly at Tom.

"We brought quite a few people with us, but unfortunately, Professor, none of them can leave." Tom took Lamia, who was about to leave quietly, into his arms and made an obscure sound.

not good!

Lamia's pupils suddenly shrank, and she waved frantically at Dumbledore, wanting him to take his people away, but Dumbledore still kept his promise to treat her as a stranger and didn't even look at her. It was Tom who noticed her movements.

"Lamia, are you worried about them?" Tom had finished summoning the basilisk, and Lamia could already feel the loud noise coming from the ceiling above her head.

"No, I'm just tired of standing." Lamia felt that Dumbledore was finished, and she had to continue to lie dormant, and she could always find another opportunity.

Tom didn't say whether he believed it or not, but picked her up again and carried her sideways.