Goku, who travels through countless worlds starting from Marvel.

Chapter 38 Spellcasting Without a Staff!

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A burst of white energy light shot out and accurately hit the small hill.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the small hill was leveled.

Harry, Ron, and the little girl were all stunned by what they saw, and it took them a while to react.

"This must be advanced magic! Goku, you can actually cast such powerful magic!"

Hearing a story and seeing it with your own eyes are two different things.

When they listened to Little Goku recount his adventures, they thought he was very powerful, possessing a lot of magic and defeating his enemies in a spectacular fashion.

However, it is also believed that there is a lot of exaggeration involved.

Moreover, Little Wukong wasn't particularly good at storytelling; he only gave a general overview, skipping over the details.

Therefore, they filled in many details themselves.

However, it wasn't until now that they realized that what Little Goku said was not an exaggeration at all.

"You...you...you didn't use a wand!"

The little girl, who had just calmed down, suddenly thought of something and looked at Little Wukong in shock again.

Although she was born into a Muggle family, she was quite knowledgeable about some common knowledge in the wizarding world.

Because she was worried that she wouldn't be able to keep up with her classmates who were born into wizarding families and had been exposed to magic since childhood, since she wasn't born into a wizarding family.

So, being a strong-willed girl, she spent the two months before starting school studying all the first-year textbooks on her own and bought a lot of extracurricular books to brush up on the history and common knowledge of the wizarding world.

It's estimated that even young wizards born into ordinary wizarding families don't know as much as she does.

Therefore, she knew very well what it meant to cast such a powerful high-level spell without using a wand.

Wandless spellcasting is a skill that only a very few top wizards in the wizarding world can master.

The power of wandless spellcasting is mentioned in three books: *A History of Modern Magic*, *The Rise and Fall of Black Magic*, and *Important Magical Events of the Twentieth Century*.

"Yeah, Goku, you cast a spell without using a magic wand, how did you do that?"

After the little girl reminded him, Ron realized what was happening.

In his common sense, wizards must use a wand to cast spells; without a wand, they cannot cast spells.

Harry wasn't surprised that Goku could cast spells without a wand; he didn't understand it either. He was simply shocked by the power of Goku's magic.

That was a small hill over twenty meters high, and it was flattened in one blast. It was even more powerful than dynamite.

He thought that if he could learn such powerful magic, his aunt, uncle, and cousin would never dare to bully him again.

"It's not too difficult to achieve this level. If you'd like to learn, I can teach you."

Little Wukong thought for a moment and said.

In his view, to release a wave of the same magnitude as the one just now, one only needs to train the body to a certain extent and be able to mobilize the internal energy.

It's not too difficult.

"I want to learn!"

The little girl was the first to raise her hand.

The skill of casting spells without a staff—what a precious skill! And that advanced spell just now—how could she possibly let it go?

Moreover, the other person is about the same age as her, so if they can learn it, she can definitely learn it too.

"I want to learn too!"

"Count me in!"

Ron and Harry both raised their hands when they saw this.

"Okay, then I'll start teaching you tomorrow."

Little Wukong nodded in agreement.

The train compartment is too small for proper training; I also have a duel with Dumbledore tonight.

So he plans to teach the three of them how to train their bodies and how to use their Qi to unleash the Dongdong Wave tomorrow.

"My name is Hermione Granger, you can call me Hermione!"

The little girl introduced herself, and the three of them, including Little Wukong, also told her their names.

"I still need to help Neville find his toad. You can change your clothes now; the train should be arriving soon."

Hermione suddenly remembered the purpose of her visit and quickly stood up.

At that moment, the door to the private room was pushed open again.

"The whole carriage is buzzing with talk of the famous Harry Potter being in this compartment. Is it true?"

Three boys walked in.

The boy in the lead had light blond hair and gray eyes, pale skin, a pointed chin, and a thin build.

Her tone of voice was even more condescending and arrogant than Hermione's.

If Hermione was just a little arrogant, then this boy was downright conceited.

He was followed by two followers who looked taller and stronger than the average fourth or fifth grader.

His face was ugly, his expression was somewhat dull, and he didn't look very smart at all.

"This is Crabbe, and this is Goyle."

The blond boy glanced at the four people in the box, and after seeing the lightning bolt scar on Harry Potter's forehead, he focused his gaze on Harry.

"My name is Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."

Ron almost burst out laughing when he heard the name, but could only cover it up with a light cough.

This clearly displeased Malfoy, who looked Ron up and down with a disdainful expression.

"Red hair, freckles all over his face—I can tell at a glance he's from the Weasleys, the poor bastards who can't even afford to raise their kids!"

After making a sarcastic remark to Ron, he looked at Harry again.

"You'll soon find out that some wizarding families are much better off than others, and you don't need to be friends with outcasts."

"What did you say?!"

Ron stood up angrily, but Hermione quickly stopped him.

Harry, however, stared coldly at Malfoy:

"I think I know who my friends are. You are not welcome here, please leave."

He hated the boy in front of him. The boy had previously slandered Hagrid, his favorite friend, at Madam Malkin's shop, and now he was slandering his friend.

Malfoy was a little embarrassed by Harry's straightforward rejection.

She was a descendant of the Malfoy family, one of the twenty-eight holy pure-blood families, and her father held a very high position in the wizarding world.

He felt that everyone should be proud to be his friend.

Even the famous Harry Potter is not surprised.

"Hmph, I think you should be careful, or you'll end up like your parents. I don't think I need to elaborate on what happened to them."

"What did you say?!"

Harry clenched his fists when he heard the other person insult his deceased parents.

"What, do you want to fight?"

Malfoy gave a cold laugh and silently retreated behind Goyle and Crabbe.

These few weaklings in front of them are no match for Gore and Crabbe.

Seeing this, Harry and Ron couldn't help but swallow hard.

"What?! Fighting?! I love fighting!"

The little Wukong who had been sitting there suddenly heard the word "fighting," and he stood up in a flash, coming to stand in front of Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

He couldn't quite understand what they were saying, as they were chattering away.

But now he understood that the three boys who came later wanted to fight.

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