"Here, one for each of you!"
Goku shoved a whole roasted turkey into the arms of both Harry Potter and Ron Weasley.
He knew that by giving away two birds, he definitely wouldn't be full, but he believed friends should share. Besides, even if he kept all four, he'd still be hungry.
His appetite was legendary, especially after a training session or a battle. After the World Martial Arts Tournament, he had eaten enough for fifty people and only reached eighty percent fullness. On a regular day with low activity, he still needed the equivalent of twenty adult meals. Four turkeys? That was just a light snack to hold him over.
Nymphadora had promised him a massive, free feast at Hogwarts tonight. He planned to eat his fill then, and *only* then would he find Dumbledore for their duel.
"Goku, you've got to be joking."
Harry and Ron gingerly placed the massive birds back onto the table. Even if they were starving, they couldn't imagine finishing a whole turkey. They also didn't think it was possible for Goku to eat two.
But their shock turned into pure bewilderment as Goku began to tear into his birds. In a blur of motion and rhythmic chewing, the two turkeys disappeared into his stomach.
"We don't have your appetite... we'll just... have a leg each," Harry said, stunned. They each pulled a drumstick from the remaining turkeys and pushed the rest back to Goku. A single turkey leg was enough to fill most of their stomachs.
"I'm digging in, then!"
Goku didn't hold back. Ron and Harry hadn't even finished their drumsticks before the remaining two turkeys were gone, bones and all.
"Here, take my sandwich too," Ron said, handing over his untouched corned beef package. He stared at Goku, muttering under his breath, "Unbelievable. He has to have troll blood in him. There's no other way..."
Harry was less shocked. To him, the wizarding world was already a place of wonders. If owls could deliver mail and walls could melt, a boy who ate like a giant was just another part of the magic.
"We have plenty of snacks too," Harry offered, dividing his pile of sweets.
Goku wasn't a huge fan of sugar, but he never wasted food. Ron, growing up in a wizarding family, began to introduce the exotic treats: Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans, Drooble's Best Blowing Gum, Chocolate Frogs, Pumpkin Pasties, and Licorice Wands.
Harry opened a Chocolate Frog box, and the enchanted treat immediately tried to hop out the window.
*Snap!*
With lightning reflexes, Goku snatched the frog out of mid-air. It struggled in his hand for a second before going still.
"They only hop once," Ron explained. "People mostly buy them for the collectible cards inside. I've got five hundred, but I'm still missing Agrippa and Ptolemy."
"Agrippa and Ptolemy? Are they strong?" Goku popped the frog into his mouth.
"Very. They were famous wizards," Ron nodded.
"Are they stronger than Dumbledore?" Goku asked.
"No way. Dumbledore is the greatest wizard there is," Ron answered instantly.
"Is this him?" Harry pulled a card from the box. It showed an old man with a long, crooked nose, half-moon spectacles, and a silver beard that reached his waist. He looked incredibly kind. The name underneath read: *Albus Dumbledore*.
"That's him," Ron said. "I've got six of those."
Goku studied the card intently, memorizing every detail of Dumbledore's face. 'This is the man I'm duelling tonight. He looks like a wise master, just like Grandpa Roshi.'
...
The hours flew by as they talked. Outside, the landscape shifted from rolling farmland to dense forests and winding rivers.
"This is my rat, Scabbers," Ron said, pulling a fat gray rat from his pocket. "Fred taught me a spell to turn him yellow. Want to see?"
"Definitely!" Harry said. Goku also looked on with interest. He wanted to see how "magic" compared to the techniques he knew.
Just as Ron raised his wand, the compartment door slid open. A girl with bushy brown hair and a somewhat bossy tone stood there.
"Has anyone seen a toad? A boy named Neville's lost one."
"We haven't seen any toads," Ron said, shaking his head.
The girl didn't leave. Instead, her eyes locked onto Ron's wand. "Oh, are you doing magic? Let's see it, then." She sat down next to Goku without being invited.
Ron looked flustered but cleared his throat and waved his wand. "Sunshine, daisies, butter mellow, turn this stupid, fat rat yellow!"
Nothing happened. Scabbers remained gray and fast asleep.
"Are you sure that's a real spell?" the girl asked, sounding unimpressed. "It's not very good, is it? I've tried a few simple ones myself just for practice, and they've all worked for me."
She pointed her wand at Harry's broken glasses. "!"
The tape vanished, and the glasses were instantly as good as new.
"Hmph. That's nothing," Ron muttered, feeling defensive. He didn't like her superior attitude. "Goku knows way more than you do!"
Ron had misinterpreted Goku's stories about training with Master Roshi as "studying magic under an old wizard." He assumed Goku was a secret pro.
The girl turned to Goku, her chin tilted up. "Well then? Let's see what you can do."
"A demonstration?"
Goku stood up. He started to cup his hands together to gather his Ki, but he looked around the cramped, wooden compartment and realized he might blow the whole train off the tracks. He sat back down and instead pointed a single index finger out the window toward a small hill about twenty meters away.
"Dodon Ray!"
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