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

Tom said helplessly: "Even if you don't call me Voldemort, you can call me Tom. I have been an adult for a long time, Dad."

Dumbledore was wearing a decent white robe, and at least there were no braids on his beard. "Okay, Tommy, I got it."

"Chairman, they're still preparing upstairs." Tom pointed upstairs, wanting the principal to go find the chairman.

Dumbledore nodded. He looked at Septimus and suddenly said, "Abu is a good boy. He plays well with Tommy."

This sentence instantly lowered Tom's seniority.

The negotiation table that had just been set up was shattered in an instant.

Since Septimus was the one who followed Dumbledore's lead in complimenting him, he said that Tom was also a good boy.

Then, next is the children's show-off meeting.

As a child with all O's in his transcript, Tom surpassed everyone else, uh, all the young people present.

"That's why he can become the chief executive at such a young age. His future is immeasurable." The head of the Nott family said with emotion.

So the topic started to set up the negotiation table again. Dumbledore felt like swearing and even wanted to hit his son.

Isn’t it good to be a professor in school?

Isn't this the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor your favorite?

Here you are!! Do it well! Do it for the rest of your life!!

He insisted on running for election and successfully became the Minister.

Dumbledore felt that it was not a good thing for his son to be too outstanding. Just like Gale, people who are too outstanding will always have more advanced ideas and more cutting-edge vision, but they will be rejected by the world.

"We really want to know, what kind of woman could make Dumbledore fascinated by her for so many years?"

I don’t know which newborn said this, and he even used the amplification spell.

Dumbledore, who was the focus of the whole audience, was about to lose his smile. Tom knew that his old father could not hold on any longer, so he wanted to help his old father to the second floor quickly.

With the chairman present, the focus of the audience cannot be on anyone else.

Dumbledore held down Tom's arm and whispered, "You can't escape anymore, Tommy. If you choose this path, you are destined to adapt to the code of nobility."

Tom looked uneasy: "No, you are my father." The Gaunt family is finished! The Riddle family is a bunch of Muggles! You are all I have left, Dad! !

"Tommy's mother is Merope Gaunt, and Gaunt no longer has any bloodline." Dumbledore patted Tom's shoulder, "I will always be Tommy's father, and I hope everyone here will always remember that."

well.

dad.

My dear old father.

You must be present for Grindelwald's three-month training!

Otherwise, your eternal son may very well end up drowned in the sea!!

He now felt that Grindelwald might do something even more outrageous! !

The onlookers were forced to watch a touching scene of loving father and filial son.

At the same time, the women present had mixed feelings of love and hate towards the woman named Merope Gaunt.

Zhang Qiyuan, who was sitting on the second floor and listening to Fugui's real-time report of the "battle situation" downstairs, knocked on the armrest of his chair. The corrupt wizard aristocrats hoped to use Tom's pure blood to prove the correctness of the pure-blood theory.

Also used to uphold their status and glory.

A bunch of arrogant guys.

Of course, this is not unique to the West. Throughout history, there have been cases of family trees being written for grassroots celebrities who suddenly emerged. After all, this is a step towards joining a prominent family and truly achieving class transcendence.

A test, or a training?

It's like a compliance test anyway.

Tom obviously didn't like this.

His achievements came from himself, the product of love drugs, which made him have no thoughts about either of his parents, especially when he had a school principal as his father.

The local wizard power collapsed on its own. They wanted to use pure blood to kidnap Tom, and use power to seduce and manipulate Tom, but Tom was a traitor.

Very good, without doing anything, Zhang Qiyuan completed Zhang Haike’s task perfectly.

Get Tom on board.

Let Tom firmly choose the Zhang family.

Moreover, for Dumbledore, the Zhang family is better than these nobles. At least the literacy rate and learning ability of the new students enrolled every year are really increasing rapidly.

All this is thanks to the preschool tutoring classes run by the Zhang family.

Of course, those aristocratic children generally would not go, unless they were really down and out and had no adults at home, then they might consider it.

"Fugui, it's our turn now." Zhang Qiyuan felt that his mission was accomplished, and he actually felt a bit lonely.

So, you can have fun during the next happy time.

The eight-centimeter high heels were not difficult for Zhang Qiyuan to control, but the thin heels were a bit of a problem. He felt light and fluttery when he stepped on the ground. The key point was that his body was very muscular.

As the saying goes, the weight is considerable.

He walked down the stairs slowly, and he felt that the eight-centimeter stiletto heel would break if he wasn't careful.

Well, he really tried his best to match this skirt.

Life is about having the courage to try.

I remember when he was doing cosplay in college and wore a skirt for the first time, he felt the same way.

Tom watched the chairman walking down the stairs in a dignified manner, and carefully discovered something was wrong, so he quickly went upstairs to support the chairman.

"Chairman, do you really have to wear eight-centimeter high heels?"

Zhang Qiyuan put his hand on Tom's arm, and his steps became much lighter in an instant: "What do you know?"

After saying that, Zhang Qiyuan slightly raised his head and looked at Tom. He stretched out his hand and pinched the flesh on Tom's waist: "How did you grow so tall? What did you eat to grow up?"

The anger from Zhang Qiyuan of 185.

Tom quickly controlled his expression, causing his facial muscles to twitch a little: "It hurts! Chairman, this is a genetic problem, and it's not something I can decide."

So this is an unexpected disaster.

"Oh, shut up. Help me down. I want to go talk to your father." Zhang Qiyuan lifted his skirt and walked down the last few steps. He was in a much better mood as he smelled the scent of champagne and roses.

Tom glanced at the principal, then at the chairman: "I don't want to deal with those old guys for the time being."

Subtext: I want to stay and listen to your conversation.

Before Dumbledore could say anything, Zhang Qiyuan pointed at Abu and said, "Go and find your friends. You may not have such a relaxing and enjoyable time tonight."

Tom looked at Abu, his classmate and friend from Hogwarts: "Of course, I will be an excellent headmaster."

And now is the time to show off to your peers.

What is this called!

This is called returning home in glory!!

If you don't return home with your wealth, it's like walking in the night with your wealth. What a waste!

Dumbledore watched Tom leave, then quickly mingled with his classmates. Then he and Zhang Qiyuan walked to a corner and started a conversation.

"How's the wand research going, Dumbledore?" Zhang Qiyuan fiddled with the champagne rose blooming outside the window, and the purple gem on his finger shone with dazzling brilliance.