Goku, who travels through countless worlds starting from Marvel.

Chapter 33 Little Goku, Skilled in Duels

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"Chestnut wood, ten inches long, unicorn tail feathers, right, Miss Tonks?"

As soon as Nymphadora and Goku entered the store, they heard the voice of the owner, Ollivander.

"I must say, your memory is truly amazing!"

She bought the wand here eight years ago, and Ollivander still remembered the material and length of her wand.

Ollivander replied proudly:

"I remember every wand I made and sold because each one was unique."

"Alright, could you help this little guy choose a suitable wand?"

Nymphadora, not understanding Ollivander's passion for the wand, pushed Goku in front of Ollivander.

A wand is not chosen randomly; a suitable wand can make a wizard cast spells more quickly and with greater power.

An unsuitable wand can even cause magic to bounce back onto the user.

"It's not that people choose the wand, it's that the wand chooses people."

Ollivander muttered something, but still picked up the measuring tape and started measuring Little Goku.

From shoulder to fingertips, from wrist to elbow, shoulder to floor, knee to armpit, head circumference, and finally even the distance between the two nostrils was measured.

"Okay, try this one."

After taking all the measurements, Ollivander quickly selected some long boxes from the shelf and placed them on the table, then took out a magic wand and handed it to Goku.

"A grapevine and a fire dragon's heart nerve, nine inches long, try swinging it."

Little Goku picked up his magic wand and waved it somewhat blankly.

Nymphadora said she brought him to buy wizard weapons, could it be this piece of wood?

In fact, he doesn't like to use weapons in battle, and the World Martial Arts Tournament also has a rule that participants cannot use weapons.

If we really had to use a weapon, the magic staff that Grandpa left him was far superior to this little wooden stick.

He felt that the little stick was so small that it might break if he applied even a little force.

"This isn't suitable for you. It seems you're not someone who pursues knowledge."

Ollivander sensed the fluctuations in the wand, shook his head, and took out another wand, handing it to Goku again.

"Aspen wood, unicorn tail feather, eleven inches, wave it again."

Little Goku took the magic wand and did as instructed.

This time, Ollivander finally nodded:

"This one suits you better. Looks like you're a little guy who's good at dueling."

Aspen wands are typically skilled in duels, or destined to be skilled in duels, because aspen wands are particularly well-suited for combat magic.

The infamous secret 18th-century dueling club, Silver Lance, is known for only accepting holders of aspen wands.

"He is indeed very good at fighting."

Nifadora nodded in agreement.

Whether he's good at magical combat is unknown, but this child is definitely good at fighting with his fists.

After all, this is the guy who knocked down a notorious international black wizard with a single punch.

After buying the wand and coming out, it was almost noon.

"Let's go to the Leaky Cauldron for lunch, it's on me!"

Although they only spent half a day together, she had a very good impression of Little Wukong.

She is a very innocent and good child, but she is a bit greedy and can't take her eyes off any delicious food she sees on the roadside.

Knowing that Little Wukong was an orphan, I felt even more sympathy for him.

"Thanks!"

When Little Goku heard that Nymphadora wanted to treat him to a meal, he politely put his hands together to express his gratitude.

In his opinion, anyone who is willing to treat him to a meal is a good person.

Is there anything I can help you with?

He sees it as normal to help others when they invite him to dinner.

Just like Xiao Qiao treated him to two rice balls, he helped Xiao Qiao defeat Golden Horn and Silver Horn, the king treated him to a big meal, and he went to the Demon Realm to rescue the princess.

Nymphadora invited him to lunch, promising to help if he needed anything.

Of course, it would be best if it involved fighting.

"Hahaha, what do I need your help with? My greatest wish is to capture all those despicable dark wizards and send them to Azkaban."

"But I can do all of that myself. You're still a child; studying hard is the most important thing."

Nifadora waved her hand.

Are all dark wizards villains?

Little Goku asked curiously, "Was the old man I defeated yesterday the Black Wizard?"

Nifadora nodded:

"Dark wizards are all bad guys. They kill people indiscriminately and like to use Muggles for magical experiments. They are very, very evil."

"Then when I encounter dark wizards in the future, I'll capture them and hand them over to you."

Little Wukong kept this matter in mind.

Nymphadora patted Goku's head and smiled:

"Then wait until you graduate from Hogwarts, join the Aurors, and help me catch dark wizards. By then, I'll definitely be the Head Auror."

The two walked and talked, and soon arrived at the Leaky Cauldron, which is also the entrance to Diagon Alley.

Actually, most of the time Nymphadora was the one talking and Goku was the one listening, but Goku didn't understand most of what Nymphadora was saying.

"Tom, one flatbread, two steaks, and a glass of mead."

After finding a seat at the bar, Nymphadora waved to Tom, the bar owner who was almost bald and looked like a shriveled walnut.

The owner responded and quickly brought the food that Nifadora needed to the table.

Nymphadora placed a flatbread and a plate of grilled steak in front of Goku, while she kept a plate of grilled steak and mead for herself.

"I'll get you a room here in a bit, so you can get some rest. I'll pick you up early tomorrow morning and take you to King's Cross Station to catch the Hogwarts Express."

Nifadora cut a small piece of steak with her knife and fork and tasted it. Then, as she picked up the mead to drink, she suddenly froze.

"Where are your flatbread and steak?"

"I'm done eating."

Little Wukong wiped his mouth.

He ate the flatbread and steak in one or two bites each.

"You eat so fast!"

Nifadora couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"Are you full?"

Rufus was in a hurry to handle the handover procedures for Alec in the morning and didn't have time to tell Nymphadora that Goku could eat a lot.

"Not full."

Little Wukong answered honestly.

He's not full, he's not full. He doesn't understand what politeness is.

Although he hadn't practiced anything in the morning and hadn't exercised much, this little bit of food was clearly not enough to fill his stomach.

"Tom, another flatbread and a steak, please."

Nymphadora waved to her boss, Tom, again.

Not long after, the flatbread and steak came back, and then they were gone again.

They tried again, but nothing happened; they tried again, but nothing happened again.

Half an hour later, Tom stood in front of the dining table, stammering, and said:

"Um...we're out of bread and steak. How about you order something else?"

In all the years he'd been running the shop, he'd never seen a wizard eat so much; even Hagrid couldn't eat as much as this little guy.

"Are you full?"

Nifadora wiped the sweat from her brow; she was running out of money.

"Eat until you're seven-tenths full."

Little Wukong touched his belly.

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