Seeing Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape's wands broken, the rest of the Hogwarts teachers also stood up, taking out their wands one after another.
Noticing the hostility, Goku also began to get serious, and his Ki slowly condensed in his hands.
"Alright, everyone, stop!"
At this moment, Dumbledore, who had been sitting there motionless, finally stood up.
His voice was amplified by an Amplifying Charm and imbued with magic that soothed the mind, naturally relaxing the tense hearts of Goku and the Professors.
The Professors subconsciously put away their wands, and Goku also dispersed the Ki he had just condensed.
"Mr. Goku, I accept your duel invitation, but before we duel, may we talk?"
Dumbledore's tone was gentle, and his smile was full of goodwill.
Initially, he hadn't intervened because he thought Snape could handle it; he knew Snape's strength.
But when Goku almost defeated Snape and blasted off the Great Hall's roof, he realized something was wrong.
The power Goku displayed was far greater than Rufus had described, and what blasted off the Great Hall and broke the wands wasn't magic.
It was a type of power he had never seen before.
This power was very strong, so strong that it shocked him for a while before he reacted.
So he felt that Goku's background was not as simple as Rufus had said.
Therefore, before the conflict escalated, he interrupted the battle, intending to have a good talk with Goku.
He wanted to clarify Goku's background and the power he wielded.
He was not a Wizard who worshipped power; compared to magic, he preferred to sit in his office knitting sweaters and drinking butterbeer.
But the Wizarding World was not peaceful; Voldemort was lurking in the shadows, and peace could be broken at any time.
So he was very interested in this new power.
He was also very interested in a potential talent like Goku, who at such a young age could fight two Professors to a standstill.
Goku immediately nodded excitedly upon hearing this: "Of course!"
Regarding the duel, if Dumbledore didn't agree, he wouldn't force it, nor would he resort to violence.
This was the virtue a martial artist should possess.
He had only retaliated earlier because he was ambushed, and he had also held back, never using his full power.
"Minerva, you will preside over the Sorting Ceremony from now on."
Seeing Goku agree, Dumbledore gave Professor McGonagall a few instructions, then stepped forward and personally led Goku out of the Great Hall, heading towards the Headmaster's Office.
Only then did all the young Wizards present slowly close their wide-open mouths, recovering from the battle they had just witnessed.
In fact, the entire battle, from start to finish, lasted less than two minutes.
Throughout this process, the young Wizards were nothing but shocked, so much so that they couldn't even utter a sound, their mouths remaining agape.
"Merlin's beard, is he really a first-year Wizard?"
"He actually defeated Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape, two against one!"
"Maybe he really can challenge Dumbledore."
"Look at the roof, what kind of terrifying spell was that, to be able to destroy the entire roof!"
The young Wizards, having recovered, immediately became excited, and the Great Hall was filled with their incredulous discussions.
"Quiet!"
Professor McGonagall walked to the front, casting an Amplifying Charm with wandless magic to quell all the young Wizards' discussions.
Her wand had been broken by Goku, so she could only use wandless magic to cast spells now.
Fortunately, at her level, as long as the magic wasn't too complex or profound, wandless casting wasn't a big problem.
"Filius, please restore the roof."
Turning her head and whispering to the one-meter-tall Ravenclaw Dean Flitwick beside her, she looked at the young Wizards below and said sternly: "The Sorting Ceremony now begins. Now, whoever's name I call, please come up..."
Professor Flitwick waved his wand, using a powerful Repairing Spell to restore the damaged Great Hall roof to its original state.
Professor McGonagall took out the Sorting Hat to sort the first-year young Wizards.
On the other side, Goku followed Dumbledore to the staircase and walked up the wooden stairs towards the Headmaster's Office on the eighth floor.
"Good evening!"
The portraits in the frames on the staircase wall, seeing Dumbledore and Goku, greeted them very courteously, like gentlemen and ladies.
And Goku politely returned their greetings.
Dumbledore couldn't help but nod at this sight.
Portraits that acted like living people, stairs that moved on their own, and gargoyles guarding the entrance—these were all very magical and astonishing things for ordinary people, or even newly admitted young Wizards.
But for Goku, it was nothing special.
Because, lacking common sense, he felt that these things were no different from the televisions, cars, airplanes, robots, and other things he had seen when he first left Mount Paozu.
They were all things he didn't understand, but they had a reason for existing.
The key was that he had no interest in any of these; his only interests were delicious food to fill his stomach and opponents he could fight to improve his training.
"What are we going to talk about?"
Goku sat opposite Dumbledore, asking with wide, blinking eyes.
Dumbledore smiled: "No rush. You must be hungry, let's eat something first, then we'll talk."
He tapped his finger on the table, and the table was immediately filled with various foods: roast beef, roasted chicken, fried pork chops, sausages, steak, boiled potatoes, french fries, Yorkshire pudding... Seeing this, Goku's eyes immediately lit up. He hadn't eaten enough at noon, and now he was hungry.
During the battle just now, he had only been able to exert five-tenths of his fighting power because he was hungry.
"Thank you, I'll dig in!"
Clapping his hands together in thanks, Goku immediately began to rapidly devour the food in front of him.
"What a simple child."
Dumbledore picked up a glass of butterbeer and took a sip, watching Goku eat with gusto, sighing inwardly.
Rufus's assessment of Goku's strength had been wrong, but his assessment of his personality was quite accurate.
From the beginning until now, through his observations, he could confirm that Goku's personality was very simple.
He liked children with this kind of personality, because if guided well, such children would grow up to become good Wizards who defended justice, pillars of the Wizarding World.
It was precisely because of this that he hadn't secretly used Mind Reading to extract memories, intending to learn more through conversation.
"He eats so much!"
Before he had even finished half a glass of butterbeer, he found that Goku had already finished all the food on the table, and still looked like he wanted more.
"Are you full?"
"Not at all."
Goku answered very honestly.
Dumbledore tapped the table again, and it was once more covered with food.
Hogwarts had many house-elves, who were very skilled at cooking food with magic, so meals were served very quickly.