This bold attempt has had both good and bad results.

The bad news is, Harry's magic riots.

Yihe is right, the feeling of exogenous chakra penetrating into the body is not pleasant, just like being forced to read memory with Legilimency, it is a feeling of being probed deep into the bone marrow, as if everything that cannot be told There is no way to hide the secrets that are spoken.

Harry felt offended, and before he could say no, his body resisted instinctively.

The magic power gathered and churned in his body, compressed into huge energy in the blink of an eye, and rushed towards the uninvited guest——

He destroyed half of the house, alarming the entire Hyuga Clan, the Konoha Guard, and Anbu, and was packed up and taken to the hospital with Ichiga.

...It's hard for him to keep a low profile again.

Fortunately, everything has two sides.The good news is that after the magic riot, Harry's stored magic power was wiped out, and without interference, he successfully felt the existence of something different from magic power in his body——Chakra.

He secretly twisted the two dispersed energies together, slowly condensed and refined, turned his palm over, and watched the small but sharp wind blades gather on his fingertips.

Is it wind chakra?Sure enough, it is the representative attribute of Hidden Sand Village in the Land of Winds.Fortunately, there is a lot of population mobility in various places, and being common does not mean unique, and not all ninjas born and bred in Muye Village are of the fire attribute.

Just like Ryunosuke with dual attributes of wind and fire.

"Ouch!" Harry's thoughts were interrupted by a scream.

Standing at the door of the ward was a woman in her 40s, wearing a white coat, with long light brown hair.Seeing the patient who was supposed to be resting got up and sat on the bed to play with Chakra, she exclaimed, then rushed over in three steps at a time, stuffing him back into the quilt with a firm yet gentle movement, He reprimanded: "The body hasn't recovered yet, rest is the most important thing, practice and so on will be discussed after being discharged from the hospital! You children are really, you don't let me worry all day long, one will be sick and the other will be broken , after entering the hospital, you still don’t recuperate obediently, and secretly engage in petty tricks every three days..."

Harry blinked his eyes, aggrieved and admitted his mistake: "I was wrong, Grandma Kanako."

The person in front of him is Kanako Senju, the director of Konoha Hospital.Because of her excellent medical skills and kindness, she loves her children very much, and the children affectionately call her Grandma Kanako.

As expected, Kanako softened immediately, stopped blaming, pulled the quilt for Harry, and patted his head: "Grandma didn't blame you, it's just that you just experienced an accident a day ago, and you are still very weak, so it is not suitable to use it at this time." Chakra. Your body is your own, so you should cherish it."

"Hmm..." Harry responded, paused, and asked again, "Ichiga—Hyuga Kazuka, how is he?"

The magic riot came suddenly, and he lost consciousness without even reacting. Yihe was by his side at the time, facing the impact of almost all the magic power.If it were an ordinary person, there would be a high probability that he would be killed on the spot; even a ninja with a better physique would not be able to escape.

Yihe was sent to the hospital together with him, which indirectly proves this point-a big family like Hyuga usually has its own family clinic in the clan area. Go to Konoha Hospital.

Kanako's expression dimmed, distress and pity appeared in her eyes, she shook her head and sighed: "That child, his life is safe, but... the internal injury is really serious."

This is actually a way of avoiding the seriousness: compared to Harry, who was only cut a few places by broken sawdust, Yihe was almost a bloody man when he was sent to the hospital, and there was no good place left on his body from the inside to the outside. , Only after overnight rescue did he save his life.

Harry had already learned the general information from other medical staff, and after Kanako personally confirmed it, it seemed that the situation was indeed not very good.

He sighed, and his heart sank heavily.

Harry felt that he was not really a good and innocent person.During the two years when he was a spy, he played a lot of scheming, used magic to confuse and control, and made others suspect each other and kill each other.There are dozens if not dozens of people who died directly or indirectly at his hands.

However, staying in Konoha became a turning point in his unexpected life.

At first, the cause was "forced" by accident, and the direction was due to his painstaking deliberation step by step; but with the passage of time, gradually, everything became logical.He no longer needs to be busy with dirty and sinful activities, and can grow up normally like other children of the same age.

Most people are still friendly, and he can't stubbornly treat everyone as an imaginary enemy with other plans just because he has seen the deepest malice.The more people he knew and the more things he experienced, the more he wanted to let go of his vigilance and vigilance and face his current life seriously.

This is very contradictory, but it is not contradictory at all-accepting the status quo does not mean abandoning the past, and being sincere does not mean that we can only treat each other honestly.

The adult world is not black and white.

In any case, putting aside those messy ins and outs, and talking about the facts, Harry liked to congratulate him.

Yihe is simple, kind, enthusiastic, and most importantly, good-looking.

"Judging people by their appearance" is not a purely derogatory term. A pleasing appearance can make people feel happy, and even the world will be a little better than before. As long as they are not blind, who can refuse such a temptation?

Now Yihe was accidentally injured by the magic riot—yes, the magic riot was caused by Yihe using chakra to drain him, but if he didn't insist on asking, how could Yihe cast spells on him? ——So, the culprit of the accident was still him.

Harry's conscience was aching, and the worries, guilt, and shame that arose from it all tangled up in his lungs, making him toss and turn, and he couldn't sleep or eat.

When night fell that day, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, sneaked out of the hospital bed and ran to Yihe's ward.

Yihe was seriously injured, and the Hinata clan finally couldn't save face and treated him harshly, and booked him a luxurious single room, so when Harry quietly opened the door and entered, he didn't disturb anyone.

At a glance, the ward is full of white.

White window screens, white walls, white floors, white sheets and quilt covers... Yihe was trapped in this whiteness alone, covered with white bandages all over his body, making his black hair as black as ink.

He should have woken up, with his face facing the window, a corner of the quilt thrown back, and one hand resting on his forehead.

Harry tentatively called, "Yihe?"

No one answered.

Harry walked to the bed, only to find that Yihe's eyes were closed, and his breathing was a little short, but overall he was quite stable. It seemed that he woke up briefly for a while, and then fell asleep again due to serious injuries.

At this time, a gust of wind blew in from the window, and Yihe struggled a bit, his eyebrows gathered in the middle, twisting an uncomfortable knot.

It was just autumn, and the night wind brought some coolness, blowing on the hot body, it must be a little cold.

Harry leaned over, trying to cover the patient with a quilt, but just as he raised Yihe's hand, something that shouldn't have bumped into his eyes suddenly.

The bright green imprint, made up of two intersecting strokes and two crossed lines extending to the side, is entrenched on Yihe's fair forehead, domineering and ferocious.

--What's this?birthmark?tattoo?

Harry recalled it carefully, four years ago and three years ago, there was no such thing on Yihe's forehead, it is estimated that it was newly added in the past two years.

Before he could study it thoroughly, Yihe suddenly took his hand away from him.

He was a little startled, took a step back, and looked again—Yihe still had his eyes closed, and fumbled to put his hand back on his forehead, but there was no movement again.

Harry faintly made some judgments.

The one on Yihe's forehead is a very bad existence, right?

Ichiga repelled, resisted, and even felt disgusted, so he had been wearing the forehead strap all the time; so after he had to take off the forehead strap now, even if he was sinking in a dream and his thinking was not clear, he would subconsciously raise his hand to cover it, Do not expose it to air.

Deceive your ears and steal your bell, deceiving yourself and others.

Harry stood by the bed, staring at Yihe with complicated eyes for a long time.

He didn't move Yihe's hand again, he just helped Yihe pull up the quilt, tucked in the corners of the quilt, and closed the window.

After finishing these, he quietly closed the door and left just like when he came.

Harry's magic riot was extroverted and did not cause much damage to his own body, so he recovered and was discharged from the hospital within two days.

In fact, he didn't want to get better so quickly.Dean Kanako is gentle and considerate. With the excuse that the visits of idlers will disturb the rest of the patients, all those with evil intentions are strictly isolated outside. It is rare for him to be clean during the few days when he is recuperating.

It's a pity that it's okay to relax for a while, but it's not good to keep running away. What should be faced is still to be faced.

As soon as Harry was discharged from the hospital, everyone lost their composure, and doubts and temptations followed one after another.Ryunosuke wanted to ask him, the Hyuga Clan wanted to hold him accountable, and the security team wanted to call him to make a statement... For a while, the threshold of the low-rent housing dormitory was about to be broken.

After thinking for a while, Harry quickly closed the door, locked it, and went out to the Hokage Tower to find the biggest backer in the village.

For his conscious visit, Ri Zhan was a little surprised, but quickly laughed clearly, made him a cup of tea, and asked him to sit and wait for a while.

In the next 10 minutes, people knocked on the door one after another. The Anbu training department——the training department has a new name after it was separated from the original Anbu, called "root"—the leader Danzo, two consultants, Ryunosuke , Hyuga patriarch, and guard captain, seven or eight people stood in a half circle in the room, surrounding Harry in the middle.

Harry glanced out the window, and his intuition told him that there must be a bunch of shadows squatting on the eaves outside.

The same goes for the three joint trials.

Thanks to Sha Yin's spy training, Harry's psychological endurance is very good, he is not nervous at all, and he still has time to think about how to be more nervous.

He slowly drank tea from the cup, suddenly his hands trembled, and the cup of tea was poured onto his pants.

The ploy was successful, because within two seconds after Harry splashed his pants, Ri Zhan stood up to smooth things over: "Don't be so serious, it looks like it's scaring children..."

He called his subordinates to bring chairs and distributed one to everyone present.

...Well, it is now the three sitting sessions.

Under the watchful eyes of the adults, Harry held a refilled cup of tea, stared at his toes, and explained intermittently how he destroyed the Hyuga clan mansion.

"Spiritual power is out of control." He said, "It's like a large group of chakras, gathered and compressed, and then reached the limit—BOOM!"

The expressions of the few people present were different, but they all appeared somewhat apprehensive.

Uncontrolled enormous energy represents absolute danger, as does a known similar creature called the Tailed Beast.

"Your situation is better understood by yourself: Do you think this is normal? Will it happen often in the future?" Ri Zhan cautiously inquired.

"It's not common." Harry shook his head. "Only when my physical condition is extremely unstable, or when my mood fluctuates greatly, will there be a tendency to do so."

He was still staring at the ground in front of his feet, his voice trembling, obviously anxious because of the current interrogation situation: "Sorry, I'm a little nervous..."

"Well, I, I don't feel so good..." He took a sharp breath, his lips quivered, and he was at a loss, "...I think I might explode again."

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