After getting permission, Joel opened the door. Dean Feynman was faxing the list compiled by Joel to the Social Security Advisory Committee.
"Joel, please help me move the files in the cabinet. In two days, the government will send a commissioner to check the reports."
The two worked together to sort out the files and account books, and then sat down to rest after confirming that they were correct.
Dean Feynman brewed a pot of black tea. The hot air filled the small office, and the fragrant smell of black tea made people fall asleep.
Joel saw this as an opportunity for conversation.
He took the initiative to pour a cup of hot tea for Dean Feynman, "When do you plan to leave?"
"... Of course, we will have to wait until the children in Wu's Orphanage are completely settled," Dean Feynman sighed and took a sip of hot tea. "I can't worry about these children."
"I saw his information when I was sorting out the files this morning." Joel pulled out Tom Riddle's information from the file pile with an unknown smile on his lips. "Dean Feynman, you know where his father is.
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"This is..." Dean Feynman took the file and glanced at it, "Tom Riddle, I remember this kid, he left a very deep impression on me."
"The summer after I graduated from college, I came to Wu's Orphanage with full enthusiasm and wanted to show my talents. Tom lived here at the time. He was a little older than you are now." Dean Feynman opened his heart and began to reminisce.
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"He never caused trouble to everyone. He was as well-behaved, sensible, considerate, and handsome as you. The then dean, Mrs. Cole, liked him very much." Dean Feynman glanced at Joel, "Hey...I just said
Come to think of it, he was in the same school as you at that time."
Joel raised his eyebrows and stared at Dean Feynman without blinking, "Really?"
"I remember the name is a bit hard to pronounce. It's a private boarding school..." Dean Feynman looked at Joel's handsome face and realized that this boy was somewhat similar to Tom from more than fifty years ago, with his flawless face and mouth.
A slight smile on his face, a calm demeanor when faced with trouble...
Joel nodded, guessing that the name of the school used by Dumbledore when he came to pick Tom up was the same as the name of the school that Professor McGonagall used when he picked him up.
"What else?" Joel asked softly, "Where did Tom go?"
Dean Feynman pondered for a moment, "He disappeared without a trace after graduating from that boarding school. When the war broke out, Mrs. Cole didn't look for him. Maybe he joined the army and died on the front line?"
"I saw in the file that Tom's mother died of a massive hemorrhage. Where was his father?" Joel asked softly, looking down at the tea cup in his hand with his eyebrows lowered. The orange slices in the cup circled and bounced back against the wall of the cup.
"The social conditions at that time did not allow us to announce the whole country to find the father of a child." Dean Feynman poured himself another cup of tea. "We announced twice in the streets and alleys that if we can't find the biological father, we will take him in as an orphan."
hospital."
"The conditions in orphanages are much better now. Have you seen "Oliver Twist"? Orphanages in England were still like that more than fifty years ago." Dean Feynman said disdainfully.
The conversation about Tom came to an end, and Dean Feynman changed the subject, "What about you, Joel, don't you plan to find a family to adopt you after the Wu's Orphanage is taken over?"
"With your conditions, you can definitely find a family with favorable conditions. Many rich upper-class ladies have no heirs."
Joel shook his head, "I don't have any plans yet."
It was late at night, and the two boys who were standing against the wall rubbed their sore and weak legs and returned to their room. Joel saw that it was getting late and got up to leave.
Back in his room, Joel lay on the bed with his arms as pillow and looked at the ceiling.
As Dean Feynman said, Joel also found that he had many similarities with Tom Riddle. The coincidence made people suspicious. Could it be that he had taken over the script of the second generation of the Dark Lord and wanted to overthrow Dumbledore?
Lido and the British Ministry of Magic?
After thinking for a while, Joel found that he had entered a misunderstanding. His calmness was a protective shell when facing strangers. When facing familiar people, he was a very playful and talkative person, which was similar to Tom Riddle.
Completely different.
It was difficult for Tom to find true friends in school, while Joel had three roommates, as well as Hayley, the goddess of luck, and other classmates. The warm feeling of being surrounded by everyone when he won the College Cup lingered in his mind when he recalled it.
The script I accepted was definitely not a villain. How could I, the handsome guy, turn into a "noseless snake-eyed monster shouting about Avatar and chewing a giant melon"?
Joel shook his head repeatedly to expel this thought from his mind.
Due to the demolition of Wu's Orphanage, Joel ultimately failed to solve the mystery of his life experience. This orphanage with decades of history, which had nurtured and raised nearly a thousand orphans, came to an end and all the children were transferred.
To another orphanage in the suburbs of London, except Joel.
He successfully lobbied Dean Feynman, and with her help, Joel left the orphanage on the pretext of "returning to boarding school early" and returned to Room 11 above the Leaky Cauldron.
On the third day after the demolition of Wu's Orphanage, Joel went to King's Cross Station to see off Dean Feynman. She was going back to her hometown of Wiltshire, where she still had a lot of land and a retirement provided by the government.
The money is enough for her to have enough food and clothing for the rest of her life.
After coming out of King's Cross Station, Joel took the bus and wandered around. When he got interested, he got off the bus and walked a few steps. It didn't matter if he got lost, the Knight Bus could take him back to the Leaky Cauldron.
This was a bustling commercial street, and Joel saw that there were Muggle clothing stores on both sides of the street. Muggles were buying clothes here, and it was very lively.
Not long after walking, Joel suddenly saw a familiar figure from behind, "Sergey?"
he asked uncertainly.
The figure was stunned for a moment, and when he turned around, he saw that it was Sergey Rowe, his good roommate.
"Why are you here?" Joel stepped forward with a surprised look on his face.
"Ah... I have nothing to do to go shopping," Sergey said, looking around, "There are so many Muggles here."
"Are you going shopping with a lunch box?" Joel looked at the items in Sergey's hand suspiciously.
Sergey's pale cheeks turned red, "Okay..." He muttered in frustration, "My grandfather is under observation at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies, and I'm here to deliver food to him."
"St. Mungo's?" Joel had naturally heard of this famous hospital. He looked forward along Sergey's finger and saw the name of the suspected bankrupt shop not far in front of him - Taotao Department Store.
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It is the entrance to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies.
"Can I help you with anything?" Joel asked proactively.
Sergey hesitated for a moment and then refused. After saying goodbye to Joel, he stepped into the shop window alone and disappeared into the crowd.