"Hiss hiss hiss." Tom, why did you bring someone else here?
Tom glanced at Muya hiding behind him. "Hiss hiss." It's fine.
Muya stood behind him, listening to a wizard and a snake hissing back and forth at each other.
She could not help tugging on Tom's clothes and timidly said, "Did you forget I'm still here?"
Tom raised his eyes, conjured a sofa, then made Muya fly over and sit on it. "Little wizard, sit off to the side."
"Hey!" Muya slapped the sofa in dissatisfaction.
"Go play somewhere else first."
Muya looked around at the empty, damp, pitch-black space, then glared at Tom's back.
What? You want me to play? What exactly am I supposed to play?
With a wave of Tom's hand, several lamps lit up around Muya, along with a book about Dark Magic.
Fine, fine, fine...
After a while, the Basilisk left. Muya raised her eyes. "Senior, aren't we leaving?"
Tom's expression turned a little strange. "No, we're staying here for a while."
He suddenly appeared before Muya. "No one will find us here..."
"We're living here?" Muya looked around. Tom looked around as well, then fell silent.
A trunk suddenly appeared on the sofa. Tom's eye twitched. "You carry a house around with you at all times?"
"Isn't it because of you?" Muya rolled her eyes at him. "I guessed you might abduct me to the Chamber of Secrets, so I brought the trunk. After all, you still can't stay away from it for too long."
"How did you know?" Tom sat down and stared into Muya's eyes.
Muya suddenly felt dizzy. When she came to, Tom was smiling at her.
It turned out that after Tom had gone out and returned last time, Muya had noticed that his body had become a little