"Point, again. Though I'm half-tempted to just fly off to the CDC and wave new antibiotics at them, just for the sheer novelty. Eh, it'll wait until professorial route is obviously going to take more than a few days."

"That, I suspect, depends largely on which professors I introduce you to first. Hmm..." she bites her lip. "Professor Green is on leave, Professor Marsh has contacts but also priority issues..."

"What about Professor Tuyolev?"

"Tch, I just did the same thing you did with the Whomping Willow, sorry."

"Probably! Who's Professor Tuyolev?"

"Character in a long-running sitcom that started in 2168. One of the running gags is that Professor Tuyolev appears and disappears in places he oughtn't be able to, like a ninja."

"Nice. You know if for some reason patenting future science doesn't work you could probably make some good money importing media."

"Hm, I'm skeptical. Culture differences and all."

"I suppose that's true, at least to a certain extent, but it doesn't have to be media that's from as far in the future as you are. If you could get your hands on bestselling novels from five or ten years from now..."

"Hmm..." Tap tap tap. "Some of the most popular fiction serieses from 2000-2010 were apparently the last four Harry Potter books, a... Vampire romance? One about a zombie war. And a series about an aggressively dystopic society called The Hunger Games. Any of those sound interesting?"

"Trying to sell the last four Harry Potter books would probably get us in trouble with the person who sold the first three, and in general it's probably better to pick from later rather than sooner in that time frame so the author hasn't started writing it yet and probably won't, with the butterfly effect, but other than that those sound fine."

"So, 2020 or later. Butterfly effect will have plenty of time, then. I'll make another list while you're trying to find a professor."

She gives him a thumbs-up. "Awesome. I'll be back when I do, which could take arbitrary amounts of time but probably not more than a couple hours."

"Do you think anyone would mind if I explored the woods a bit? All the plants and so on are different, here."

"Nah. Go right ahead."

"I'll be back in an hour if you're done sooner than that." He downs the last of his coffee and flits off. Daphne still has the tablet computer.

Good, she can use it as evidence.

And then she spends about three hours talking to people, taking a quick break for lunch, and talking to more people, and finally comes back with a Computer Science professor.

Nick is watching a video on a different, smaller device. "Ah, hello again."

"Hello! I found someone in the IT department and someone in the Engineering department who think they can get things done quickly."

"Very nice. Hello, miss or ma'am. How much have you heard so far?"

"You're from an alternate universe where it's the future and also significantly less magically complicated," she says dryly. "And you brought that absolutely fascinating device with you, and you want to donate a great deal of scientific knowledge to the public good and sell a decent amount more."

"Broadly correct. Electronics and computing is the sector I think I'll reserve the most in. And I'm not planning to share weapons tech at all. I'm Nick, nice to meet you."

"Not sharing weapons technology is an excellent plan. My name is Gail Larsen, Professor of Information Technology. It is, especially under the circumstances, most certainly a pleasure to meet you too."

"So according to my research the first thing a professor of information technology would be interested in is fiber optics, 5-nanometer transistor chipsets... I'll keep the best stuff to sell later, unfortunately for you."

She shrugs. "It's sensible of you, and I'm not going to turn up my nose at what is on offer."

Unless someone here suggests otherwise, Nick will go from there straight into an explanation of Mostly Modern Information Technology.