The cat had been begging Kizaru for mercy just a second ago, but in the blink of an eye, a flash of white light engulfed it—and when it finally managed to see its surroundings clearly, it almost peed itself in terror.
"Heh, so both beastman and full beast forms can cross dimensions successfully. Next test will be with a human form…" Wearing the ceremonial Hokage robe, Orochimaru calmly studied the creature now trapped in a cage.
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In the world of One Punch Man, after learning the good news that Zoan-type Devil Fruits could exploit certain loopholes, Kizaru had been preparing to return to the One Piece world—to report back to the Five Elders with pure gold and start collecting more Zoan fruits.
Although the replicated pure gold so far only looked identical and had no actual effects…
After much trial and error by Orochimaru, they discovered that mixing in a tiny amount of genuine pure gold…
…produced a degraded version that looked exactly the same but had significantly reduced life-extending properties—and a limited shelf life.
Haibara Ai tested it and confirmed that while degraded pure gold could delay aging, it no longer granted eternal youth, and its effects only lasted about three to five years.
Unless Kizaru was willing to add more genuine pure gold—which would ironically dilute and ruin the remaining pure gold, rendering it unextractable.
In other words, the more you mixed, the more you lost.
Considering the Five Elders were doomed sooner or later, Kizaru wasn't about to waste the real stuff on them.
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Fortunately, even for the World Government and the Five Elders, pure gold remained a priceless treasure. Other than some vague records of its supposed powers, the World Government had never actually obtained any.
No one knew what the real effects were. As long as Kizaru insisted his gold was authentic, who was going to argue?
Don't ask too many questions. If pressed, he could always claim the discoverer exaggerated its power.
But just as Kizaru was about to return to the One Piece world, something unexpected happened in the Dimensional Chat Group.
[Kizaru: So you told your headmaster about the group?]
[Random guy trying to ride Luo Feng's coattails: And now Dumbledore wants to talk to us?]
[Kobayashi: Well, it couldn't be helped. Hermione is still a kid after all…]
[Hermione Granger: I didn't mean to… He found out accidentally… You guys want the Philosopher's Stone, right? Then come talk to Professor Dumbledore.]
[Orochimaru: Hmph, the magical world, huh? I must say I'm curious. If no one minds, I'll go speak to him.]
[Random guy: Uh, maybe don't… I mean, we know you're not a villain, Orochimaru-sama, but I'm worried you and Dumbledore might end up fighting…]
[Haibara Ai: A headmaster of a magic school? That just sounds weird… Mages go to school?]
[Kizaru: Hmm. Then I'll go with Orochimaru. Since they're open to talks, we should show some sincerity.]
[Esdeath: Mages, huh? Doesn't sound very impressive. Hey you, background guy—got any powerful characters among them?]
[Random guy: Well… Dumbledore, who wields the Elder Wand, is probably the strongest. But compared to you, Esdeath-sama, he's probably not much…]
[Random guy: No way he could beat Kizaru, and probably not Orochimaru either. To be fair, Dumbledore never really went all-out in the story, so nobody knows his true limits.]
[Esdeath: Tch. Forget it. But if someone tougher shows up, count me in.]
[Kizaru: Anyone else want to come? If not, we're heading out now~]
[Kobayashi: T-T I still have overtime…]
[Haibara Ai: Hurry up and come back—also, take this alien off my hands!]
[Kizaru: Don't worry, let Boros wait a little longer. I'll come get him soon.]
[Random guy: I'll pass… If a fight breaks out, I'd get flattened instantly.]
[Jotaro Kujo: Magic… If you need backup, give me a shout.]
[Kobayashi: Even Kujo-san, who never talks, showed up…]
[Jotaro Kujo: Been investigating something lately.]
[Kizaru: @Hermione Granger, if you're ready on your end, we're heading over.]
[Hermione Granger: All good. Come on over—Headmaster's already waiting.]
Because Orochimaru's repeated experiments weren't yet complete, it remained uncertain whether Zoan-type Devil Fruit users faced any hidden risks when crossing dimensions. On top of that, Kizaru didn't currently have any Zoan Fruits on hand, so Tatsumaki was unable to travel with him for now.
Fubuki, not wanting her sister to feel left out, also chose not to accompany Kizaru on this trip.
With another familiar flash of white light, Kizaru reappeared—this time inside an office filled with moving portraits hanging from the walls.
Standing before him were an old wizard with a long beard and a slightly crooked nose, and a stern-faced witch who looked like the classic strict professor.
Having concealed his identity as also a transmigrator, Kizaru could easily tell who the two were: Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts, and Professor McGonagall, Head of Gryffindor House and Transfiguration teacher.
As for Miss Hermione Granger, the one who had joined the chat group, she was being firmly guarded by Professor McGonagall, along with her two Gryffindor friends.
Three pairs of curious and astonished eyes were now fixed on Kizaru, who to them looked as large as Hagrid the half-giant.
But unlike Hagrid's bulky frame, Kizaru stood three meters tall with a well-proportioned build, giving him the appearance of an abnormally tall and strikingly handsome young man.
"I must first apologize to Miss Granger," the old wizard finally spoke, after sizing Kizaru up several times, using a half-joking tone.
"When she first told me about all this, I thought she had been bewitched by some enchanted object…"
"Unbelievable! Do people from other worlds all grow this tall?"
"Oh no—am I dreaming?"
"Don't be ridiculous. Paintings don't dream!"
The portraits of past headmasters behind Dumbledore began chatting noisily, all visibly shocked by Kizaru's appearance. Even as mere portraits, they couldn't hide their astonishment.
If this wasn't some elaborate lie, then the very foundations of human and magical knowledge would have to be rewritten. The existence of not just one, but many other worlds—was even more unbelievable than aliens!
"If I may be blunt, you don't seem particularly surprised," Kizaru said with a relaxed shrug. Even though this wasn't his first time, seeing faces that were both familiar and foreign to him always brought a unique thrill.
"Getting old dulls one's reactions, does it not? Ah—but where are my manners?"
"Albus Dumbledore. Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please, have a seat. I suspect our discussion today will take some time."
With a flick of his wand, several chairs floated out from the corner of the room and gently landed behind the guests.
Notably, the chair behind Kizaru had automatically grown taller and larger to suit his towering height.
But before anyone could sit down, another flash of white light lit up the room. Orochimaru appeared, still clad in his ceremonial robes.
"Heh. Seems I'm a bit late," he said with a squinting smile.
The three Gryffindor students behind Professor McGonagall instinctively recoiled a step. Something about this man gave them the same chilling sensation as standing unarmed before a deadly serpent.
Harry Potter, in particular, couldn't help but feel like he was staring directly at Voldemort.
Dumbledore's smile faded somewhat upon seeing Orochimaru. Clearly, people from other worlds were even more complicated than he had expected.
"Actually, not too late at all…"
With a gentle tap on the table, another chair floated behind Orochimaru. And so, everyone sat in a circle.
"So this is magic? Truly fascinating,"
Orochimaru said with a quiet chuckle, acting as if he hadn't noticed Dumbledore's subtle, warning undertone.
"Little Hermione is one of the chat group members—we're all on the same side," Kizaru said with a slight frown, as if offering a gentle reminder.
He could tell Orochimaru was already starting to form ambitions after partially mastering how to let others travel between worlds via the group.
Kizaru didn't mind taking advantage of the group members' worlds for benefits—but he didn't want anything done against their will.
If this fundamental rule wasn't established from the start, it wouldn't take long before the harmony of the chat group collapsed.
On the surface, Kizaru, with the strongest combat power, could easily gain the most from plundering the group members' worlds.
But once members suffered losses—or newcomers realized the risks—they might start isolating themselves.
And without the cooperation of other group members, even someone as powerful as Kizaru wouldn't be able to force his way into their worlds.
The difference between a single feast and endless feasts—Kizaru wasn't so shortsighted as to confuse the two.
"Heh, indeed."
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