Opened a martial arts school, and his eldest disciple Batman

Chapter 116 New Traveler and Claws
Dumbledore studied it carefully for a long time. Fortunately, he had come into contact with the original version before, so he did not find this improved spell too difficult to understand.

But before he could figure out the details, he asked, "You just let Tom go to Azkaban?"

Du Mu raised his eyebrows: "Why? Do I look like Tom's guardian? He committed a crime, so he must be punished. Unless he can revive Myrtle, it is only natural that he has to pay the price."

Dumbledore nodded. To be honest, he was a little surprised that Du Mu had such an idea. Dumbledore thought that Du Mu would be the type who would protect his people no matter what they did wrong.

In fact, Dumbledore was not wrong. If Harry killed a few Muggle criminals now, he would be imprisoned in Azkaban according to the laws of the wizarding world, but Dumbledore would never agree.

But this time, the person killed by Tom was an innocent person, and Tom... To be honest, Du Mu didn't really regard him as one of his own.

To be more specific, he is just a tool on my side.

Therefore, Du Mu did not explain to the Ministry of Magic that Tom needed to frequently mix with other people's blood in order to stay here for a long time.

He wanted to see if Tom himself had this awareness.

Anyway, there are many other people in Azkaban, and Tom can always get blood to extend his sentence.

"What would you do if Tom escaped from Azkaban?" Dumbledore suddenly asked again.

Du Mu shook his head: "Just because I agree with your Ministry of Magic's treatment of Tom doesn't mean I have an obligation to help. At most I will send Tom to Hogwarts and let you deal with him."

Knowing that a person is a criminal does not necessarily mean that you will send him to prison yourself.

Du Mu could only say that if Tom really disobeyed the discipline and escaped from prison... he would be disappointed in Tom.

Once they feel disappointed in Tom, he is no longer even a tool on their side, but just a stranger who knows the secret of time travel.

Then it needs to be dealt with.

In Du Mu's mind, Tom's behavior was worthy of at least twenty years in Azkaban... Of course, the Ministry of Magic sentenced him to life imprisonment, and Du Mu had no objection.

Although he did not intentionally want to kill Myrtle, the purpose of releasing the basilisk was to kill the half-blood wizard. It could only be considered as killing the wrong person. Allowing the Dementors to be more intimate with him was not considered to be mistreating him.

After hearing Du Mu's answer, Dumbledore thought for a moment and closed the draft that Du Mu had just handed to him.

Du Mu was stunned: "What's wrong, Old Deng? Are you unhappy when I said that? You won't help me with magic anymore?"

Dumbledore didn't respond to Du Mu's strange name. He stroked his beard and said, "If that's the case, then theoretically speaking, Tom, who is still young in body, could become Voldemort again, summon the Death Eaters, and start the Third Wizarding War?"

Du Mu wanted to say it was impossible, but after thinking about it, he suddenly guessed what Dumbledore meant, so he said, "It is possible."

"Then, has Tom now, after your teaching, learned the same wandless spellcasting skills as Harry?" Dumbledore continued to insinuate.

Du Mu was now certain of what Dumbledore meant. He couldn't help but curl his lips and pretended not to understand, "Yes, but Harry can do it too. He is much better than Tom. Why not let him deal with Tom?"

Dumbledore lamented, "Since your magic system can be taught to Tom, Tom can also teach it to the Death Eaters. What if all the Death Eaters master the skills of attacking instantly without relying on wands? Wouldn't the wizarding world be doomed?"

Du Mu pretended to have just reacted, and immediately frowned and asked, "What should I do?"

Dumbledore was so angry that he blew his beard and glared. He had said so much, but Du Mu was still pretending to be stupid.

Do you have to make yourself speak up first so that you can be considered as asking the other person for help, and then you will owe them more favors, right?
But Dumbledore thought about it and felt that he owed Du Mu too many favors since the first Horcrux.

Even for his job as the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, Du Mu has not yet been paid because he is so inactive.

In this case, too many lice won’t itch, and too many debts won’t worry you, so you should take the initiative to speak up.

"I hope to offer an elective course at Hogwarts so that young wizards above the third grade can also learn magic from you. What do you think?"

really.

Du Mu didn't expect that he would be given a pillow when he was sleepy. He was still thinking about how to take advantage of Harry's great power to kidnap more little wizards for initiation.

However, when the headmaster Dumbledore spoke up for this matter, the nature of the matter suddenly changed. He no longer had to act like a sneaky guy who abducted children, but instead systematically gave initiations to every young wizard...

hiss……

Du Mu was a little frightened just thinking about how much magic power could be recovered.

This guy, he's not going to burst me to pieces, is he?

My body is still that of an ordinary person.

It seems that we must speed up the progress of physical improvement.

When Dumbledore saw Du Mu hesitate, he thought that this matter was actually very difficult.

Suddenly he felt a little guilty and said, "If it really doesn't work, forget it. I will recommend a few top students to you. Can you look after them and give them guidance? I will still arrange an office and salary for you according to the title of a formal professor."

When Du Mu heard that he would have to reduce the number of his students, he immediately refused to do it.

He shook his head and said, "No, I can teach my magic system to all the students at Hogwarts. It's not a big deal. But I have some things to deal with here. Can you wait for a month or two?"

Seeing that Du Mu agreed, Dumbledore thought it was okay.

At the same time, he also opened the draft again and carefully helped Du Mu to find out the omissions and fill in the gaps.

I already owe them so many favors, so I should just do more in the research of magic.

In fact, during this period, Dumbledore has given Du Mu a lot of valuable feedback.

For example, he taught Du Mu the telepathic spell and the brain-blocking technique.

It's just that Du Mu has no magic power, only mana, in his body, so neither Dumbledore nor Snape can guide him personally. They can only explain the principles to Du Mu in detail, and then let him figure it out on his own.

Du Mu had only used the technique of mind-reading on the incense master, and he almost shattered the incense master's messy soul. Naturally, he would not dare to use it on ordinary people.

However, Du Mu was pretty good at learning the art of brain occlusion...at least he felt that he was doing well.

At least he could see the ghosts in the school.

When he passed by, these ghosts finally stopped running away frantically as if they had seen a ghost, and instead interacted with him as if nothing had happened, and even talked to him.

Moreover, Du Mu was speechless to discover that it was no wonder that he always felt that there was something missing in the corridors of Hogwarts. It turned out that every time he passed by, all the portraits would pretend to be dead and motionless, or hide in secluded corners.

Now, these portraits can also appear normally in the frame.

Du Mu guessed that it was because his spiritual power was no longer strong enough to be expressed outwardly.

With the surrounding ghosts and portraits as a basis, Du Mu was able to constantly adjust his brain occlusion technique and maintain a good progress.

Dumbledore was still helping him study the sacrificial rituals. Seeing that there was nothing to do at Hogwarts, Du Mu decided to say hello to Harry and return to the martial arts gym.

But when Du Mu was looking for Harry, he inexplicably discovered that the other party was hiding in the women's bathroom on the third floor.

Just like mentioned before, since Myrtle likes to scare people, no girls like to go to the bathroom on the third floor. They all run to other floors, so Harry's whereabouts were not discovered.

But why would he go there? The basilisk was dead, the chamber was filled up, there should be nothing of value there.

Du Mu left the principal's office and went to the third floor. At the same time, he discovered that brain occlusion also had its disadvantages. It would slightly block his sensory tentacles, causing him to sometimes not see things at a distance as clearly as before.

Of course, hearing and other things are still at the same exaggerated distance as before, but Du Mu also hates messy noises, so he often blocks them out.

As Du Mu got closer, he also discovered what Harry was doing...

He was actually chatting with Myrtle.

This made Du Mu a little surprised.

You are now the savior of Hogwarts and the hottest star, but you actually went to the ladies' room to chat with a female ghost in a dark way.

So you're short of things to chat about?

Well, Du Mu recalled that it seemed that Harry really needed someone to chat with.

Harry rarely has any space alone with other people. He either keeps to himself or someone else notices him chatting and tries to join in.

The final scene is always a chaotic mess, and in the end it all turns into a greeting-level chat, which has no nutritional value at all.

Unfortunately, seeking solace from ghosts is like looking for a plum to quench thirst.

Because the ghosts in Hogwarts are not real souls of the dead... They are more like the marks that the dead people want to leave in the world with all their will to live and magic.

These ghosts may not have actually lived. They just appear to be agile, but in fact they are just moving rigidly along the paths of the living.

Sure enough, before Du Mu could walk up the stairs to the third floor, Harry walked out of the bathroom in disappointment.

On his way back to the dormitory, he met Du Mu.

"Uncle Du!" Harry's eyes suddenly lit up.

Du Mu looked at Harry and smiled. He did not mention his behavior just now. He just said, "I have to go back to the martial arts hall. I may have to wait a few days before coming here."

"Well, I understand. Don't worry, Uncle Du, I can take care of myself." Harry said with a smile.

Du Mu was slightly stunned. He thought Harry was going to complain to him about his recent life at school and his loneliness.

Unexpectedly, this kid kept all these in his heart.

Don’t you want to make your elders worry?
You are only in your teens, there is no need to think so much.

Du Mu couldn't help but reach out and touch Harry's head, smiling and saying, "I'll tell you one thing, the school may start a new course in a while, a magic class, you must not be surpassed by other students then." Harry was stunned and said "Oh", then he reacted and said in surprise, "Uncle Du, are you going to become a formal professor at Hogwarts?"

That way, we can spend more time together during school.

After saying goodbye to Harry, Du Mu returned to the martial arts gym.

At Hogwarts, the students had just finished dinner, while at the martial arts gym, it was already late at night.

When Du Mu returned to the martial arts hall, he was stunned.

The entire martial arts hall was filled with all kinds of treasures, food, clothes, dried fish, wine, etc.

The position where he appeared was half a meter higher than before he disappeared.

Even the Umbrella of All People that Du Mu sensed at the beginning was squeezed so that it could only be piled on top of these things, with no place to rest.

Not only the martial arts arena, but also the backyard and the two side yards were filled to the brim with these things.

There was indeed a lot of gold, silver and jewelry, but Du Mu was silent as he looked at the neatly arranged clothes and the food that was carefully placed in the food boxes and preserved as much as possible.

He inexplicably sensed a special power from these things... Du Mu could tell how to use these powers with just one glance.

This is exactly the special energy that was created in the sacrificial ritual sealed in the letter of the god Luo Zu, which requires believers to use various actions, postures and beliefs.

Most of the energy is concentrated on the Umbrella of All People.

From Du Mu's perspective, it looked like a burning golden flame.

Now, Du Mu only needs to use the part of the sacrificial ritual that he improved that belongs to the believers to control these energies.

Du Mu thought about it and felt that now that he had mastered the art of brain closure, he shouldn't have to worry too much about being affected by these things, right?
At least, these energies are limited, like water without a source. Even if there is an abnormality, Du Mu can easily stop it.

So he stretched out his hand and began to guide the energy attached to the objects.

Suddenly, countless pictures and emotions appeared before Du Mu.

He saw women sewing clothes stitch by stitch, old men cooking food seriously, and fishermen selecting their fattest catches.

And countless... countless farmers working in the fields.

Their images are the most unified; the movements of each person wielding a hoe and wiping sweat are almost folded into one picture.

Although these were all ordinary labor scenes, the gratitude and awe attached to them were still felt in detail by Du Mu through his Qi.

"Hmm... I see. The reason I can see this is because the object of their affections is me?"

Du Mu suddenly remembered what Shura had said.

Gathering the energy of the world?
At that time, he thought that the other party was talking about something like true qi... Could it be that this is actually the case?
In other words, is Luo Zu's strength improvement also due to the gathering of human energy?

It doesn't seem right. She is targeting a small number of elites, while those in front of Du Mu are the real producers at the bottom.

They had no assets or possessions, and the only way they could think of to express their gratitude was to give a portion of what they had produced through their labor.

Therefore, the most abundant thing here is actually... food.

Full of food.

But grain was too inconspicuous, so it was all piled at the bottom, while the more easily damaged food and conspicuous gold, silver and jewelry were all placed at the top.

Even Du Mu was confused at first...

The reason why the light on the Umbrella of All People is the brightest is because the grain piled underneath it is the highest and most numerous.

Why didn’t Lao Liu and the others refuse?
Du Mu thought about it and shook his head helplessly.

He had already thought of the scene at that time.

Probably, Lao Liu also thinks that Wanmin Umbrella should accept it.

Wanminsan accepted all the gold, silver and jewelry sent by those wealthy families. Lao Liu probably felt that refusing these things would be a way to block his wealth, so he was forced to accept them while he was hesitating.

Since he had accepted all the gold, silver and jewelry, should he refuse the gifts from ordinary people? Wouldn't that make him a snob and affect the reputation of Master Du?

In the end, Lao Liu accepted everything without thinking.

I have to have a good talk with Lao Liu tomorrow. Next time, I'll let someone else do this kind of thing.

Banner is not suitable, he is a foreigner, and Jiang Wanli? I don't know if she can calm the situation. She has been studying martial arts very hard recently.

Just as Du Mu was thinking, a figure suddenly broke into the martial arts hall, and then tripped over the supplies under his feet, and fell straight onto the food.

Du Mu looked at the person who came in surprise. It was a strange face that suddenly appeared.

Wow, there’s a new time traveler?

This time's traveler has been here for quite some time since the last Peter Parker.

The time traveler climbed up from the food pile in confusion, looked around, and remained silent.

"Lost? If you want to find your way back, just turn back."

Du Mu was sitting on a pile of grain, looking at the person coming with some curiosity.

The main thing was that the man didn't look too surprised, just purely confused, as if he was lost.

He didn't seem to realize that he had traveled to another world.

But Du Mu still kindly reminded him that according to convention, all time travelers would try to go back first, and only explore the new world after finding that they could travel through time stably.

But the man raised his head, looked at Du Mu coldly, and didn't say anything.

But he did not look back. Instead, he climbed up from the pile of food, his nose twitched twice, then opened a food box, saw the buns inside, grabbed them and stuffed them into his mouth.

Du Mu frowned slightly, feeling that this man was not like a human being, but more like a beast.

At the same time, he could also smell a strong smell of blood from the other person.

It must be because he had just been in a fight, no wonder he was hungry.

However, the more Du Mu looked at this man, the more familiar he seemed.

Finally, he narrowed his eyes and used his mental power to scan the other person's entire body, especially the forearm, and immediately understood who this person was.

There are three metal claws hidden in this man's arms.

His weight also made the food under his feet creak.

"Wolverine? Logan?" Du Mu asked tentatively.

Suddenly, Logan raised his head, looked at Du Mu, and said coldly: "Do you know my name?"

Du Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, guessed something from the other party's state, and asked tentatively: "Have you lost your memory?"

When he found out that this man knew that he had lost his memory before they met, his expression suddenly changed from indifferent to ferocious.

He clenched his fists and six adamantium claws suddenly popped out.

Logan really was like a wolverine, slightly hunched over, baring his fangs, and threateningly said, "Tell me everything about me! Now!"

Du Mu was speechless and slapped Logan out of the martial arts gym.

"Come back and ask questions when you have learned a little bit of manners."

Logan disappeared right where he was, and in his place, were several balls of blood.

Du Mu controlled the blood to come closer, took out a bottle from his arms, and stored the blood.

At the same time, he looked at Logan's blood and thought slightly...

X-Men, do they belong to the world of mutants?

I don't know if a mutant awakens his superpowers in a martial arts gym, would that count as tenfold feedback...

Born in a suffocating era of cultivating immortals.

Take out loans to cultivate immortality, take out loans to enter university, take out loans to have children, and let the children continue to take out loans to cultivate immortality.

Finally, use your own spiritual energy to charge the artificial spiritual stone and become a 'spiritual stone miner'.

The loan was passed down from generation to generation.

The fate of the lower-level cultivators is determined from the very beginning.

One day, Lu Chuan suddenly awakened the golden finger that could lead to the ancient world of immortal cultivation.

Even in the area with the poorest spiritual energy, the concentration is more than ten times that of the main world.

His fate changed quietly.


(End of this chapter)