"Please, sit!" Harry pointed to the empty seat opposite him, saying with some enthusiasm.
He knew this boy; it was this boy's parents who had just guided him to the correct Platform Nine and Three-Quarters.
"Ron Weasley, you can call me Ron." The red-haired boy carefully stepped around Goku, who was still doing handstand push-ups, and sat down in the compartment.
"Harry Potter, just call me Harry."
"Goku, you can call me Goku."
The three gave simple self-introductions.
"You're really Harry Potter!" Ron seemed a little excited when he heard Harry's name, and he reached out to point at Harry's forehead.
"So, those… those were all true, you really have…" Harry was already used to this; Hagrid had told him yesterday why everyone knew him.
He pushed aside his bangs, revealing the lightning scar on his forehead.
"You mean this, right?"
"Is that what You-Know-Who left?" Ron's eyes were full of curiosity.
Harry nodded: "But I don't remember much, only a lot of green light in my impression."
"Who is You-Know-Who?" Goku interjected, asking.
"You don't even know You-Know-Who? He was once the most terrifying and dreadful Black Wizard!" Ron looked surprised, then seemed to think of something, and a hint of guilt appeared on his face.
Because he realized that if the other party was from a muggle family, then he certainly wouldn't understand the Wizarding World, and not knowing You-Know-Who would be normal.
"You mean, he's very powerful?" Goku used a bit of force with his finger, flipped over, and returned to a normal standing posture.
He promised to help Nymphadora capture Black Wizards, and this You-Know-Who was a Black Wizard, and the most terrifying and dreadful Black Wizard at that.
"Very powerful. I heard Hagrid say he killed many, many powerful wizards.
That's why everyone still doesn't dare to speak his name; they all call him You-Know-Who.
And his real name is Voldemort!" Harry gritted his teeth as he said this.
Because among those who were killed were his parents.
If his parents hadn't died, then he wouldn't be living with his aunt and uncle and wouldn't have had such a miserable life.
"Voldemort, I've remembered that name." Goku nodded. He planned to challenge Voldemort after his duel with Dumbledore, capture him, and hand him over to Nymphadora.
"Woo—" At eleven o'clock, a long whistle sounded, and the Hogwarts Express finally departed.
The train left the station, left London, sped along fields full of cattle and sheep, and headed towards the mysterious Hogwarts.
"Harry, I read in books that you later lived with muggles. What are they like?"
"Ron, is your whole family wizards? Then you must have learned a lot of magic in advance."
"Goku, why do you do those strange movements? Are you from a muggle family?"
As the three gradually became familiar in the compartment, their topics of conversation also increased.
"You mean my aunt and uncle? They're terrible. Not all muggles are terrible, but they are truly awful, and my cousin too…"
"I have five older brothers, and they all have excellent grades and are very outstanding. Logically, I should learn from them.
But even if I achieved what they did, it wouldn't be a big deal, because they had already achieved it before me.
And I'll never use anything new…"
"Doing these makes me stronger. What are muggles?
I don't have parents; Grandpa picked me up…"
In their conversation, Harry mainly complained about his aunt's family, and Ron complained about his brothers.
And Goku talked about his adventures with Bulma and others.
So at first, Harry and Ron talked more, but once Goku started speaking, the two fell silent… Summoning the Dragon God to grant wishes, the World Martial Arts Tournament, the Red Ribbon Army, the Cat Sage of Korin Tower.
Ron and Harry were dumbfounded by these adventure stories.
Compared to their trivial family matters, Goku's adventures were simply legendary.
If some adults heard Goku say such things, they would 100% believe he was making up stories.
But Harry and Ron were only eleven, still children.
One knew almost nothing about the Wizarding World, and the other knew nothing about the muggle World, and they weren't particularly knowledgeable children either.
So, although they didn't fully believe everything Goku said, they believed about seventy to eighty percent of it.
"Goku, you're really amazing!"
The two felt both sympathy and envy for Goku's experiences, as well as some admiration.
They sympathized with him being an orphan, envied his freedom and those wonderful adventures, and admired that Goku had gone through so much alone and actually survived.
If it were the two of them, they would probably have died long ago.
At half past twelve, the rattling sound of wheels and the noisy shouts of young wizards came from the corridor.
A moment later, the compartment door where Goku and the other two were sitting opened, and a smiling, dimpled woman poked her head in and asked:
"Dear children, would you like to buy something to eat?"
"Yes!" Harry immediately sat up from his seat. He hadn't eaten anything all morning and was now hungry.
And before, at his aunt and uncle's house, he didn't have a single penny to buy snacks. Now his pockets were full of gold and silver coins.
"I don't need any; I brought sandwiches my mom made." Ron's ears were a little red; he didn't have extra money to buy snacks.
Although he was from a wizard family, and his dad worked at the Ministry of Magic, there were seven children in the family, including him.
Their family life had always been quite tight.
"Food?" Goku was also a little hungry, but when he saw the snacks on the trolley, he immediately frowned.
In his opinion, the things on the trolley didn't look much like food, and they didn't seem tasty, so he reached for his suitcase and took it down.
He planned to eat the roasted turkey Nymphadora bought him; that was the kind of food he liked to eat.
"I'll have some of each." Harry noticed Ron's embarrassment, as he often experienced the same when he attended muggle primary school.
All his classmates had money to buy snacks, but he couldn't buy anything.
Holding a large pile of snacks and placing them on the compartment table, Harry smiled and said to Ron, who was holding a sandwich, and Goku, who was rummaging through his suitcase:
"How about we swap food? That way, everyone can try different things."
"It's corned beef. She always forgets I don't like beef, but there's nothing she can do; she has to take care of five at once, it's very hard." Ron opened his sandwich, saw the corned beef in the middle, and said to Harry:
"Never mind, you won't like this; it's too dry."
"Who said? I quite like corned beef." Harry directly pushed a portion of the snacks he bought in front of Ron, then broke off a small piece of the sandwich.
"Beef, I like beef too!" At this moment, Goku finally found the four roasted turkeys Nymphadora had bought him at the very bottom of his suitcase and took them out, placing them on the table.
"Oh, Merlin's pants, you're going to eat that much for lunch!" Ron and Harry looked at the table, which was largely taken up by the roasted turkeys, and their faces showed shock.