Chapter 4

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Harry rushed over to Mr. Popo with the letter and owl, which was attached to his arm. Mr. Popo explained he had wizard blood and it was a matter of time before they found out you were still alive. Harry remembered Mr. Popo talking a little bit about his parents and their backgrounds, but he never knew about what school they went to.

"Harry, I suggest you write back to Hogwarts and await your reply," Mr. Popo told Harry.

"Okay, Mr. Popo, I'll go get some parchment and a quill and reply."

Mr. Popo showed Harry his room in the palace and then walked off. After replying and sending the owl off with it, Harry sat back on a chair in his room and eventually fell asleep. His sleep was broken up when the screeching of an owl could be heard. The same owl from earlier swooped in and dropped another letter, but instead of staying this time, the owl left. Harry opened the letter and read it.

"That's one hell of an owl. It must be one of the fastest owls that this Hogwarts place has."

Dear Mr. Potter,

Thank you for replying to our previous letter. We will send someone to help you with getting your supplies in one month.

Yours Sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall

Minerva McGonagall

Harry took the note and decided to tell Mr. Popo, hopefully he was still up with Dende in the early morning hour, just as he stood up, a sharp knock graced his door. The voice of Mr. Popo could be heard and Harry thought one thing, pure irony. Mr. Popo entered and told Harry that he saw an owl flying out of his window. At that moment, Harry took out the note and showed it to him.

Since he was still tired, Harry drifted off once again. Eventually, he woke up and dressed himself up in some clothes Mr. Popo gave him. He walked onto the base of the lookout, only to find the same short, black haired man that nearly killed him. If it weren't for Piccolo, Harry would probably be dead. Mr. Popo introduced him as Vegeta.

"You're that boy from yesterday. I shouldn't have come at you like that. Your power is below that of mine. You are just another bug on the windshield," Vegeta taunted at Harry.

"Why are you here? Did you come just to insult me?"

"I wish. This black plump, here, wants me to train you until it's time for you to leave," Vegeta answered.

"Hey don't insult him."

"Hn, anyway, follow me to my home" Vegeta stated quickly before he flew off the lookout, an action that Harry followed with.

Harry kept in pursuit of Vegeta for about fifteen minutes and they landed in front of a large, yellow building. After entering and walking up a few flights of stairs, Harry and Vegeta opened a door to reveal a fairly nice looking room. A woman with blue hair and a baby in her arms sat on a couch, a bottle in her hand.

"Woman, I have the boy," Vegeta called out to the woman, who laid the baby back in his crib and walked over to Harry and Vegeta.

"Vegeta, I would like it if you would address me by my name, Bulma," Bulma told Vegeta in a stern tone.

"Yeah, yeah, this boy is a saiyan, half- blood, but a saiyan nonetheless. He'll be staying here for a few days until he gets picked up. I'm going to train him until then. You should probably clean him up. He looks like a bum."

A few minutes later, Harry and Vegeta went to Vegeta's personal training room, aboard a ship. Vegeta set controls on a panel and Harry quickly fell to the ground. Harry later found out that it was gravity control.

"If you're ever going to be strong you need to be able to withstand high amounts of gravity. I've sensed your power level, have you become a super saiyan yet?" Vegeta questioned with a curious grin in his face.

"Super Saiyan, what the hell is that," Harry said, a puzzled grin covering his face.

"You have a lot to learn, boy."

For two days, Harry and Vegeta trained until one day came when something unusual happened to Harry. Beaten and torn, his power level dropping a little bit every moment, Harry charged to gain as much power as possible, but instead his scar turned gold. A golden aura poured out of him, starting from his scar. His hair turned gold and his power level rose dramatically. In the end, Vegeta won, but Harry, now, had the title of Super Saiyan.

End of Chapter 4

A/N: The next chapter has our young Harry being picked up and taken for preparing for his adventures at Hogwarts.