The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

Chapter 207 Chapter 206

"Relax, relax, what's the matter with you Peter? What's the matter?" Ben Parker was a kind old man, more calm and serious than Stan's bohemian guy.

Lind previously said that a well-meaning man like Ben Parker could not live long in the United States. How did he die? Just to help a robbed convenience store owner stop a thief who fell over and dropped a gun. Ben Parker got into a fight with the burglar and died when his gun went off.

The correct approach should be to step aside. It's not that Ben Parker doesn't have this bit of common sense in life. Maybe he just got hotheaded and then paid the price with his life.

In any case, Linde personally felt that Ben Parker's death was too hasty, and he existed entirely as Spider-Man's inner support. Once Uncle Ben died, Spider-Man came back to life, which is the so-called fate.

Peter hugged his Uncle Ben and kept saying sorry. Of course he blamed himself for Ben Parker's death, because Peter ran away from home because of some disputes between his uncle and nephew, and Ben Parker went out to find him.

"Don't cry, don't cry, God, why do you keep saying sorry? It's okay." Uncle Ben thought Peter was apologizing for the quarrel that happened today, "Let's go home. May is very worried about you."

Peter wiped his tears, and he introduced Linde to Uncle Ben.

"He's De Lin, a very good friend of mine."

Ben Parker extended his hand enthusiastically, with a sincere smile on his thick and generous cheeks. He especially noticed that Linde was an Asian, and immediately greeted him: "You must be very good. My Peter doesn't praise people very much. He was in school. Li is also considered a top student, it seems that he has finally met his opponent."

Linde laughed, and he returned the salute by touching his chest. Uncle Ben, a New Yorker, was flattered by such classical etiquette.

"Dear old sir, Peter and I did not go to the same school."

They chatted easily, and Uncle Ben was very appreciative when he heard that Linde was working and studying by selling fast food. He regarded Linde as a model student with good grades, a poor family, hardworking and hardworking.

Not long after, a panic-looking man ran out of the robbed convenience store, and the shopkeeper chased after him, shouting, "Stop him!"

This time Peter rushed up immediately, subduing the thief in two or three strokes.

The furious Peter punched one after another, even though he tried his best to restrain himself, he still beat the thief until his eyes were full of stars.

"Don't hit me, don't hit me—please..."

"Peter!" Uncle Ben quickly stopped him, "What are you doing?"

Seeing the little thief lying on the ground bleeding profusely, Peter finally calmed down. He covered his head and panted, his rapid heartbeat beating like a snare drum.

Uncle Ben stepped forward to check the injury. Fortunately, no skull fracture was caused, but a slight concussion is inevitable.

"Hang on, sir, I'll call an ambulance for you."

The thief is a bastard. When he heard the ambulance, his consciousness that was almost in a coma suddenly woke up, "No, don't call an ambulance, I have no money..."

"Don't worry, I will take care of you." Ben Parker is also a good old man. If he knew that this little thief had killed him in another timeline, he wondered if he would be so kind.

Peter realized that his physical condition was a little strange. He seemed to be more restless than before time travel, and his health was also in better condition. Since he became Spider-Man, he has been injured frequently. Although his mutated physique has a good self-healing ability, some old wounds will still be painful.

But now he just feels refreshed, like a clockwork mechanism well greased, his body is alive.

Peter hurriedly told Linde about his discovery.

"Well, as expected." Linde checked Peter's palmistry—as a wizard, it is normal to rely on palmistry to calculate age, "Have you heard of the grandfather paradox?"

The grandfather paradox means that if a person travels back and kills his grandfather, he will not be able to be born, and he will not be able to complete the operation of bringing virtuous grandchildren to travel back and kill his grandfather.

"What does this have to do with the grandfather paradox?" Peter half understood.

"The grandfather paradox explains why time travel is impossible. There are usually two ways to solve the paradox. One is to open up parallel universes. In this case, two identical people can exist in the same time and space, while the other One way is to..."

"The time loop is closed." Peter learned to answer quickly.

"That's right, let the act of time travel to the past be the cause and the result. In this case, since the traveler is the same person, they cannot coexist in the same time and space, so you replaced yourself two years ago."

Peter nodded, "What if I leave? Will another me appear?"

Linde raised his eyebrows, "Let's try it later and find out. Send your Uncle Ben home first..."

boom!

A gunshot disturbed the street.

Peter and Linde turned their heads to see that Uncle Ben was lying in a pool of blood again, and the thief still fired.

"No!" Peter yelled in pain.

Linde's expression was weird, and he seriously suspected that this was the plot to kill him.

Ben Parker fell into a pool of blood, dying, and said the famous line to Peter, "...Remember, with great power comes great responsibility."

he died.

Linde came forward to cast a spell.

Then he lived again.

Peter subdued the gunman and broke his arm directly. Thanks to Linde who said that Uncle Ben was still alive, otherwise Peter would have become a murderer in his rage.

"Accidents are everywhere. It seems we have to be more careful." Linde frowned, "Peter, let's not save your father-in-law for now."

"What's the meaning?"

"It means I have to stay here for a few days. Do you have any spare guest rooms?"

Peter hugged Uncle Ben, who was still in shock, and refused to let go. The police and ambulance were late, and they took the criminals away after taking notes on the scene. Several witnesses said that Linde knew magic, which was regarded as a crazy lie , is not accepted.

In a hurry that night, the fast food truck drove back to Uncle Ben’s small villa. The old couple vacated an empty room for the guests. It is said that it was originally used as a temporary residence for Peter’s parents. Its waiting guests can show up at any time.

Linde is very used to lodging. A traveler like him always makes his home around the world. Peter obviously had a lot of questions that he wanted to get answered, but Linde went to bed early and didn't give him a chance to visit.

Early the next morning, Aunt Mei came and knocked on the door.

Peter slept like a dead pig, with a little dust on his body. It looked like he had been out last night. After washing up, he still had a lingering smile on his face. Those who didn't know it thought they had found money.

"You can't wait to find Gwen?" Linde laughed at him, "You probably forgot that today is a school day, right?"

"Oh, bad!" Peter shook his head violently, begging Aunt May for a cup of espresso.

There were a few American-style breakfasts on the table, nothing new, nothing more than fried eggs, bacon and bread, and oatmeal soaked in milk. Linde also got a cup of hot cocoa. Aunt May thought he was too thin and needed more nutrition.

"Okay, kids, let's go to school after dinner," said Uncle Ben. "Shall I drive you?"

Linde waved his hand, "I can drive."

He took Peter for a ride, Peter in the co-pilot chattered endlessly, returned to the familiar environment, returned to high school, and let his talkative nature explode.

"Lin, when are we going to save George?"

"Don't worry." Linde handed the Book of Mora to Peter, and when he opened it, the pages glowed green, projecting Ben Parker's real-time monitoring, "I left a magic eyeball on your uncle, I doubt he can still Had an accident."

"Why?"

"Because of the fate of Spider-Man. Although this may sound ridiculous, it is the truth. If you still want to be Spider-Man, you are destined to face the death of someone close to you."

"Then can I change my name? I'm not Spider-Man anymore."

"Try it." Linde nodded.

Finding a parking lot near the school and setting up the food truck, Linde walked into the campus with Peter.

"Aren't you selling fast food?" Peter was surprised.

"Galli isn't here, what kind of fast food do I sell?" Linde put his hands in his pockets, "I'll follow you for the past two days, and I also want to experience American high school campuses. The campus in the 1900s was quite peaceful, but in the 20s In the 1990s, students often brought MP5 (submachine guns) to school..."