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

"Tom, you..." Dumbledore saw a huge snake tail flashing past his head before he could finish his words. He took out his wand almost instantly, "Protego!" As he moved, a transparent protective shield appeared behind him that was enough to protect everyone.

"Ha, Professor, it's just a snake. When did you become so timid?" Tom sneered, his hand holding Lamia motionless.

Dumbledore ignored him and signaled everyone to close their eyes. It was obvious that he already knew how the basilisk killed people.

Suddenly, there was a loud crash from the ceiling. Debris fell from above and formed a mass on the ground. Lamia looked up at the hole created by the crash and hesitated about how to tell Dumbledore.

Lamia jumped out of Tom's arms and stood aside. She needed to observe for a while longer, at least to know what Tom had just instructed the basilisk to do, so that she could help Dumbledore.

At this moment, a pair of cold hands suddenly appeared in front of her, blocking her view of the basilisk.

"Tom?" Lamia was pulled behind him, but he did not remove his hands that were covering her eyes. Instead, he moved them to the back of her neck and pressed her into his arms. Lamia was startled, thinking that Tom had discovered her purpose.

"Lamia, even though you are immune to the basilisk's eyes, you'd better not look at them." Tom's Adam's apple shook up and down with his voice, and the sound reached Lamia's ears, which made her feel relieved.

Under Tom's order, the basilisk was far away from them and was spitting out its tongue, waiting for an opportunity to move. Although Dumbledore closed his eyes, as the greatest wizard, he could still know the whereabouts of the basilisk through the smell in the air.

In order to protect themselves and the people behind them when it moved, the professors stood beside Dumbledore and threw attack spells at the basilisk as long as they had the chance.

But Tom seemed to be tired of this endless farce. He made a mysterious and obscure sound again. The basilisk suddenly shook its huge head and made a terrifying hissing sound, as if responding to Tom's instructions.

Then it launched a violent attack, with countless huge venom balls pouring down towards Dumbledore.

After Lamia broke free from Tom's arms, she turned around and was blinded by the sudden green light in the field. It was Bellatrix who had hidden and suddenly launched an attack.

She laughed wildly, the blood on her lips had dried up, and the magic power in her body continued to gather towards the wand as she moved. Countless green beams of light were emitted from the tip of the wand and attacked the professors. Some professors who did not have time to dodge twisted in pain almost instantly.

Bellatrix became even more excited as she listened to the continuous screams. She waved her wand in the air, and more and more victims appeared.

After all, Dumbledore was only one person, and he couldn't stop Bellatrix when fighting the basilisk, so she took advantage of him. Fewer and fewer people were left standing on the field.

Lamia still hadn't found a suitable opportunity. She had no magic power and couldn't deal with either Tom or Bellatrix.

Dumbledore's magic power seemed to have reached its limit. He was knocked to the ground by the basilisk when he was not paying attention. Just when the basilisk was about to swallow him in one bite, Tom stopped the basilisk.

Lamia's heart, which had been beating in her throat, suddenly stopped for a moment, and she stopped herself from moving forward.

Dumbledore cannot die, but she cannot be exposed either. The situation is now very clear. Dumbledore has lost power and their plan has failed.

But Lamia will not give up just like that. She can't let Tom control her forever, and now is not the time for her to step forward.

In the end, Tom did not choose to kill Dumbledore and the captured professors directly, but locked them in the dungeon.

Tom seemed to be experimenting with some strange magic. After Lamia was sent to the room by him, she never saw him again until the time was up and she returned to reality.

Lamia suddenly opened her eyes. The familiar magical fluctuations in her body made her feel more secure. She looked around and found that everything in the room was exactly the same as she remembered.

But the faint aura of black magic around indicated that someone had been here. Lamia frowned, got off the bed, and began to walk around the room.

As time passed, Lamia felt more and more uneasy. She found nothing, everything was so peaceful and harmonious, but it was so perfect that it seemed weird.

Could it be possible that someone who could ignore the restrictions she set outside the door and sneak into her room quietly would be so careless as to leave his scent behind for her to discover?

Lamia didn't think so. Rather than being careless, she felt that this was a provocation, or a deliberate attempt to attract her attention.

Lamia felt that she had guessed who this person was. If it was him, then she would not be the only one in the room.

Lamia suddenly jumped up from the sofa, a red light flashed in her eyes, and the dagger formed by the magic power in her hand stabbed into the wall fiercely. The fishy smell of human blood soon filled the entire room.