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Chapter 49: First Communication with Voldemort

While eating, Banner noticed a strange phenomenon.

That is, although there are braised pork, stewed pork elbow, fried pork chops, boiled chicken, mouth-watering chicken, hand-shredded chicken and other meats on the table, this group of children only look for vegetables among the meat.

Only after taking a bite of vegetables and a bite of rice can I reluctantly eat a little meat.

That’s right, all the meat on the table is the white-feathered chicken and white-skinned pork that Du Mu bought in Gotham.

Although the initial plan was to sell them cheaply to nearby farmers for breeding... but Du Mu made the embarrassing discovery that if he did not maintain the blood in the animals' bodies, they would be kicked back to Gotham by this world.

Only by killing these animals and turning them from living things into meat can they remain in this world.

In desperation, the table was almost entirely filled with meat these days, which made the children, who had grown up lacking in oil and water and were extremely eager for meat, vomit.

Of course, the main reason is that there was never a lack of meat on the table before, which made the food these days particularly oily. Otherwise, it would be difficult for people who have been hungry to get tired of fat and protein within a few days.

Fortunately, Du Mu needed to host a banquet the day before to entertain the townspeople and friends who had volunteered to help him, so that so many livestock could be eaten up and not wasted.

After Banner finished his meal, he saw the children in the backyard walk obediently into a long house, sit in their respective chairs, and listen to a young lady's stiff explanation of the textbook.

Banner looked at the textbooks curiously and found that they were all in simplified Chinese, mostly covering science subjects such as physics, biology, chemistry, and mathematics.

He asked the young lady in front of the longhouse in surprise: "You who teach witchcraft also need to learn these physical knowledge?"

Jiang Wanli looked at the Western barbarian man in front of him, full of questions.

But she also knew that Master Du seemed to have many Western friends, so she did not dare to neglect him and looked to Li Xiaoqi for help.

Li Xiaoqi also looked confused and stuttered as he translated: "This uncle seems to be asking why we should learn this, but there are two words I don't understand."

Upon seeing this, Banner quickly said in awkward Chinese: "Excuse me, I was just asking, do you wizards also have to teach young wizards physics? Is this knowledge also the basis of magic?"

Banner's Chinese is obviously not as fluent as Bruce's, with a strong "foreign" accent, but it is still understandable.

But hearing is one thing, and understanding is another. Jiang Wanli thought that the witchcraft Banner was talking about was the Taoist magic performed by Du Mu, and said angrily: "Master Du is a genuine Taoist descendant! These are also Taoist classics, what witchcraft? If you slander the master again, don't blame me for being rude!"

As an ancient man, Jiang Wanli was immediately astounded when he saw these textbooks.

Newton's three laws of motion, thermodynamics, electromagnetism, cells, molecules and other knowledge fully and meticulously depict the things she sees every day but takes for granted, simply opening the door to a new world.

For someone who has not received systematic scientific literacy, the feeling of being awakened by these basic physics knowledge is indescribable. It is completely beyond imagination, but there is no mistake at all, and the law structure is perfect, which really makes people intoxicated.

It's like opening a divine book and seeing the truth about all things in the world, which makes me shocked and moved.

Of course, this feeling is limited to the ancients who were bombarded with a large amount of information in an instant. Modern people have been exposed to this knowledge since childhood and have long been accustomed to it. They also know that there have been many wrong knowledge in the past, and what they learn now may also be overturned. Naturally, they will not make a fuss like the ancients.

"Taoist classics?" Banner looked at Newton's three laws in the textbook with a strange look on his face.

Du Mu walked in and said with a smile: "I follow Laozi's Tao Te Ching, not Taoism, so it doesn't conflict with this knowledge."

Seeing that Banner didn't understand, Du Mu didn't explain in detail that this kind of personal understanding of the world view does not necessarily have to be forced on others.

Just looking at Jiang Wanli, who was a little angry on the podium, and then looking at Banner, Du Mu suddenly felt something.

He said to Banner, "You want to hide here from the people in your world, right? In return for shelter, food and lodging, could you please teach these children some modern knowledge?"

"Me?" Banner was a little surprised, and then immediately realized that this arrangement would bring him a lot of benefits.

Anyway, when I was in Mexico, I also worked in a factory, which was more tiring than teaching. Not only is accommodation provided here, but it is also very safe. The US military can't catch up, and the man in front of me can control his emotions and imprison Hulk. There is no more suitable place to live.

What's more, I originally wanted to stay and learn magic that could completely eliminate Hulk...

He said embarrassedly: "Thank you so much, I don't know how to say it..."

Since then, Banner has become the cultural teacher of the students in the martial arts school. Seeing them reach an agreement so easily, Jiang Wanli was dumbfounded.

How come this Western barbarian came and took away my job?

If I want to continue staying in the martial arts gym, doesn't that mean I have to wash dishes and cook?
But she didn't dare to have any opinion about Du Mu, so she could only grit her teeth and swallow it, looking at Banner fiercely. She planned to attend his classes for a few days. If he made any mistakes that were different from what was in the book, she would torture and ridicule him!
Du Mu had never thought of accepting Banner as his apprentice. After all, Hulk was too unstable, and Banner already had the ability to transform. It was highly likely that his transformation would not be able to be reflected tenfold. Even worse, if it could be reflected, a second personality would be created in his mind, which Du Mu could not stand.

And...to be honest, when Du Mu was reading the original work, he appreciated Banner more than Hulk.

In the Marvel world, this is a top scientific research genius who can hang out in the classroom with Einstein and Newton.

Even Iron Man Stark, who focuses on practical applications and engineering, does not receive this treatment.

In the future, if he wanted to study something, he would have an assistant as good as Einstein to help him. Du Mu couldn't even imagine how much time this would save.

Having said that, Du Mu is now about to start studying something that is not within Banner's scientific research field.

Voldemort sealed the diary containing his memories of being sixteen years old...

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Du Mu came to the martial arts arena and used his magic power to move a set of tables, chairs, pens, ink, paper and inkstone from the military hall.

After all, in the martial arts hall, the effective range of [gift] is only the martial arts arena.

His thoughts were already clear.

He opened the small square box that Dumbledore used to seal the diary, took out the diary inside, opened it, and raised his hand to grind ink.

He picked up the brush and wrote a line of words on it: [Hello, Tom, my name is Du Mu. ]

Du Mu used English, so when writing his own name, he thought about it. He was too lazy to take into account the English speakers' habit of reversing the last name, so for the sake of ease of writing, he directly used Doom, which has a similar pronunciation.

Anyway, I had no intention of really opening up to the sixteen-year-old Voldemort, so I just thought of it as using a pseudonym.

The ink slowly disappeared from the diary, and after a moment, a line of quill pen handwriting reappeared.

【Hello, Mr. Doom, do you know me? 】

Du Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, and immediately realized that with just a simple exchange of words, his spirit had weakened slightly.

As expected, just like in the original book, people who use the diary will be gradually devoured by Voldemort's soul fragments.

The diary is not just a memory, it contains the youngest and most vigorous part of Voldemort's soul.

Du Mu picked up his pen again and wrote in his diary: [I am the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts who was just hired by Hogwarts this year, so logically speaking, you should call me teacher.]

After the handwriting disappeared this time, the diary remained blank for a long time, as if Tom was confused by the current situation.

How did the professor get his diary? Why did he know that it was him in the diary? Even if he knew, why would he communicate with him? After all, he was not Voldemort himself.

The damn original body didn’t communicate any information to him. Tom didn’t even know how many years had passed since he turned sixteen.

But since the person in front of him was willing to communicate with him, it meant that he didn't know that the Horcrux he made had the ability to devour the souls of others to complete himself.

This is a good sign... Then just pretend to be friendly with the other party, get information, and devour their souls. It won't hinder anything.

Then the diary finally showed the words again: [Okay, Professor Doom. ]

In an instant, from the moment Tom admitted the other party's false identity, Du Mu immediately felt refreshed.

The endless supply of mental energy is flowing back at ten times the speed!

(End of this chapter)