Starting from the Zhang family of the stolen pen to start the disco therapy

Why can’t I escape from the chairman’s clutches even in my dreams?

What is this hinting at?

Tom couldn't tell the directions up, down, left, and right, and just as he was about to wash up, he suddenly fell to the ground.

“It has a lot of staying power.”

Tom simply lay on the ground, looking at the ceiling, his eyes full of stars.

After more than ten minutes, the chairman knocked on the door three times, then politely pushed the door open. He came to the bedroom and looked at Tom, who was lying on the floor. “Wow, Tom, is this your latest inspiration this morning?”

Tom was so dizzy that he couldn't utter a word. Especially after seeing the chairman perform the dark crawling for him, he didn't want to talk anymore.

An hour later, Tom finally felt better.

He struggled to get up and held onto the wall: "Chairman, wow, where are you?"

Zhang Qiyuan crawled over from the ceiling of the living room, clung to the door frame of the bedroom, and poked his head over: "What's wrong? Tom, are you sick?"

Tom looked at the chairman of COS Spider, closed his eyes, and said resignedly, "I'm not sick, I just can't tell up from down, left from right, and I feel very dizzy."

"Oh, okay." Zhang Qiyuan then realized that it might be the game last night that caused Tom to have indigestion.

Tom is still an uninitiated disciple of the Void and cannot play such an exciting game.

This kind of loser can't even get into the party.

Zhang Qiyuan jumped down from the ceiling, supported Tom, walked to the window, opened the French window, and felt the morning breeze blowing in his face: "Come, I'll show you how to feel it. This is called up and down."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tom felt himself falling rapidly from a high altitude, with the whistling wind passing by his ears.

When his feet were about to touch the ground, he was quickly lifted up again.

Tom stood in front of the French window again and wiped his face: "It works, Chairman. I'm fine now."

The joy of bungee jumping early in the morning cured Tom's vertigo.

Zhang Qiyuan felt a little unsatisfied, so while Tom was washing up, he jumped down twice, and the last time he almost hit a passing wizard on a broom.

This activity could not be played for the time being. Zhang Qiyuan closed the window and looked at the refreshed Tom: "Good morning, Tom, where will your celebration party be held?"

Tom adjusted his cuffs. "It says on the invitation, Chairman, at Malfoy Manor."

"Oh, Tom, I remember your last name is not Malfoy, and Dumbledore's last name is not Malfoy either." Zhang Qiyuan looked at Tom and suddenly thought of another possibility, "Wow, so you were originally the lost child of the Malfoy family?"

Tom took a deep breath. Although this guess was a little strange, he had to say: "The Malfoy family will not lose their children."

In order to prevent the chairman from finding a new family for him in the future, he added: "My biological father's surname is Riddle, and he is a Muggle. My biological mother's surname is Gaunt, and she is a pure-blooded aristocrat."

In order to prevent the chairman from asking about this love story that broke through the family background, he said again: "My mother used a love potion, got together with my father, and got me."

Zhang Qiyuan didn't expect Tom's life experience to be so complicated, but considering the world's dislike for him, it seems understandable.

But Zhang Qiyuan was still a little confused: "Then how did you get to the orphanage?"

Tom is now able to talk about his life story more calmly: "The love potion has lost its effect, my mother was abandoned, and she died after giving birth to me in front of the orphanage."

Zhang Qiyuan ordered breakfast in advance. He took a sip of soy milk and said, "She is a wizard. Is she suffering from a terminal illness?"

Tom shook his head. "After being abandoned by Riddle, she wandered the streets. She abandoned magic and eventually her life." She also abandoned him.

For an ordinary Muggle.

Oh, that's not the case. He had seen a portrait of Riddle when he was young, and he looked quite handsome.

That's the only good thing.

Well, now this advantage is fully reflected on his face.

"What about the Gaunt family? Do you have other relatives?" Zhang Qiyuan didn't know the life of this lady, and didn't intend to comment. "Gaunt is also a pure-blood noble. Doesn't he have a decent castle?"

Tom shrugged. "Besides me, there is no other bloodline. I've been to the old Gaunt house. It's in a state of disrepair, but the snakes guarding the house are very conscientious."

Zhang Qiyuan was speechless now: "Well, you still have Deng Duoduo, your principal dad."

"Having a headmaster dad isn't a good thing either." Tom ate his toast, "It means I have a group of dads and moms at Hogwarts."

All teachers are the extended eyes of the principal, so Tom has to be more covert when doing things.

Zhang Qiyuan understood the meaning here, and nodded in understanding: "Deng Duoduo doesn't have an old house?"

Tom replied: "Yes, but his brother, my uncle who owns the pub, doesn't have a good relationship with him, so... you know."

Zhang Qiyuan nodded: "So, Deng Duoduo has been living in school. It turns out he is homeless."

Tom returned to the original topic: "That's why I chose to hold the celebration party at Malfoy Manor."

"Okay, I understand. You have just entered society and are still poor. You cannot afford a castle." Zhang Qiyuan commented sharply.

The principal dad is not very helpful.

*******

Malfoy Manor, Wiltshire, England.

Abraxas Malfoy carefully groomed himself early in the morning, changing into decent and solemn clothes, with his light golden hair draped elegantly behind him.

"Good morning, Lord." Abraxas bowed, but he leaned forward slightly and was helped up by Tom.

When Tom entered the manor, he seemed to have entered a certain state. His friendly yet majestic tone also set off the atmosphere of Malfoy Manor.

"Abu, good morning, this is Zhang family's chairman, Zhang Qiyuan."

Zhang Qiyuan was watching Tom's performance. He took the time to pull a hair from the white peacock's buttocks: "Hello, is my house elf here?"

Abraxas looked at the familiar face of the chairman. Although the man's speech was not in aristocratic style, he still called Fugui first.

Next, Zhang Qiyuan, under the leadership of Fugui, went to Malfoy Manor.

As for why Fugui is here?

Of course Fugui knew that his host would definitely attend the banquet, so he took the initiative to help.

"Lord?" Zhang Qiyuan asked Fugui, "Isn't Tom's name Voldemort? Why does he have another nickname?"

Fugui didn't know, but he answered honestly: "Master, only Tom's men would shout Loud."

As the chairman's house-elf, Fugui has the right to call Tom Voldemort. After all, Tom still needs Fugui to organize some documents for him.

I have to say that the chairman is very good at training house-elves and has fully brought out their potential.

"It's actually an internal common name." Zhang Qiyuan didn't care about it anymore, just like picking a nickname when playing a game.