[HP/Naruto] Be a ninja magician

Even though four years have passed, the place of work has changed from the dark side to the root, but the uncle has not changed much.

He still works in the back kitchen, and he is bossy, brutal, irritable, stubborn, and unreasonable.

—and especially convincing.

Even though Harry has been able to use the clone technique openly and aboveboard, one person can act as two people, but he still can't stand the orders of the uncle, and he is busy like a dog from morning till night.

However, in four years, something has changed.

For example, the uncle has an extra disciple.

The new student was a little girl, one or two years younger than Harry, with small and delicate features, her long black hair mixed with a few strands of chestnut, as if it had been dyed deliberately, highlighting her fledgling but eye-catching beauty beautiful.If it weren't for her icy complexion and sharp eyes that seemed to chop people up with a knife at any time, the dark and gloomy atmosphere at the root would not be able to stop her dazzling charm.

When Harry saw her for the first time, he was stunned. He didn't speak for a long time, his mouth was open, how stupid he looked.

The girl glared at him, and then glared at him again. Before she could speak, the uncle leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Still staring? You don't want your eyes anymore?"

Harry swallowed hard, turned his face away, and whispered to the uncle: "Is she also tolerant?"

"No." The uncle said, "I picked her up and raised her under my name. She is a non-staff personnel."

"Then you shouldn't let her stay at the root base! Uncle!" Harry shouted breathlessly, "Don't you think she is too beautiful!"

The uncle rolled his eyes at him: "I know she is beautiful, but I'm not blind!"

Harry wasn't sure if the uncle really didn't understand or if he didn't.

He glanced at the girl. The girl had just caught the sight of the uncle. She raised her small face and smiled at the elder with the corners of her mouth curled up. Her demeanor finally revealed some of the delicacy and innocence of a girl of this age. .

For good-looking people, Harry has always been biased, and he couldn't bear it even more when he saw this. He bluntly reminded the uncle: "She is a girl. It is too dangerous for a good-looking girl to stay at the root."

He is a spy who has come out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and he knows the value of beautiful women and even girls in assassination and espionage.But this 'value' is for the superior, for the person involved, this will only be a disaster enough to destroy personality and future.

When he was preoccupied with himself, even if he had a little discussion about it, he was not in a position to speak out; now that he is in Konoha, after living a peaceful and comfortable life, he can no longer stand by and watch other people's tragedies against his conscience.

The uncle froze for a moment, his eyes revealed a bit of surprise, as if he didn't expect to hear such words.

He looked at Harry with great interest, from head to toe, and then from foot to head, as if he was the first day he knew him, his eyes were deep and meaningful.

Harry didn't have the time to guess what the uncle was thinking about, he stared directly at the uncle, angrily.

After all, Cheng Shui is the uncle's disciple, so it shouldn't be his turn to be anxious anyway.But why is the uncle always very sensitive about his affairs, but why is he so indifferent to the little disciple whose family is in a precarious situation?

Is there such a teacher? ?

The uncle looked at Harry for a while, and suddenly laughed. For the first time, there was a hint of sincerity in the smile lines drawn by the scar.

He stretched out his hand, pressed the top of Harry's head, and said, "She's mine, and I'm covering her up. No one dares to touch her."

After finishing speaking, he raised his voice to greet his disciples again: "Orange water, come."

The girl called Orange Water hesitated, advancing and retreating several times, and took a long time to move over.

The uncle pushed her to Harry, and said to Harry, "Let me introduce formally, my disciple, Orange Water."

He turned his head to Orange Water and said, "Hui, my—"

He paused, and followed Harry's curiosity and Orange Water's doubts: "The slave I bought."

Harry: "..."

Oh, thank you so much.

Within a few days, Harry understood why Orange Water was called Orange Water.

She is good at using the water escape, and her water escape is different from ordinary people, the water that should have been blue has turned into a strange orange red, and it can also flow out a compelling brilliance in the dark.

"Wow! It's so beautiful!" Harry praised without hesitation, "How did you do it? I also want to blow colorful wind!"

Cheng Shui looked at him speechlessly.

After a while, I found Harry's expression was very serious, he wasn't trying to make fun of it, but really thought the orange water escape was cool, and wanted to learn from the experience to dye his own wind escape, the girl was a little confused again.

"Don't you think it's weird?" she asked. "Don't you think I'm a monster?"

Harry thought about it seriously for a few seconds before coming to a conclusion: "Is it okay?"

"If you can call this a monster," he raised his hand, and the back kitchen, which was originally only enough for a few people to barely move their hands and feet, suddenly changed, and the wall was stretched by an invisible force, extending infinitely far away, "—— Then I should have been expelled."

He flipped his palms again without a sound, turning the expanded space back to its original state, showing a shy smile to Orange Water who was still wondering whether he had been under the illusion, and whispered mysteriously: "This is my heirloom." No one else knows the limit, I just show it to you, don't tell it."

Cheng Shui stared at him blankly for a long time, as if he could understand the different difficulties of the blood successor, he nodded solemnly, and made an agreement with him.

"Don't listen to his nonsense," the uncle who was sitting beside washing the vegetables finally couldn't help rolling his eyes, and joined in, "Almost the whole village knows about his blood succession limit boundary, only you don't. He lied to you. "

Orange Shui was taken aback again, and looked at Harry questioningly.

Harry didn't hold back, he let out a "Hang Han" laugh, there was slyness in his eyes after a successful prank, but there was no malice in it.

He turned around and kicked the bench where the uncle was sitting, and laughed and said, "Uncle! Do you have to demolish me like this, so we children can't have our own little secret?"

"Fart! You obviously think it's fun to tease Orange Water!" The uncle snorted through his nose, "She has never seen the world, she is innocent and deceitful, but you can't bully her like this!"

Harry poked his neck and argued hard: "How can this be bullying? Why did I bully her? You don't want to be so partial to protect your shortcomings!"

"Get lost! As far as you can tell, there are so many fallacies!" The uncle stuffed a water basin into his arms, and waved his hand roughly to drive him away, "Don't be lazy! Go to work!"

Finally, under the strong pressure and whipping of his uncle, Harry showed his unique secrets-life magic.

Before divorcing Ginny, he took care of almost all the housework of the whole family, and he made a special trip to learn from Mrs. Weasley, and he had a lot of experience in this.

The uncle leaned against the door and watched his skill display, a little surprised, but not too much in disbelief, as if he had expected that he could do this long ago.

"Okay!" The uncle said "tsk tsk" twice, "It seems that you can finish all the work by yourself."

In this case, you have to say you can't, let alone Harry can't do it at all.

He hurriedly said: "I don't have a magic wand—uh, it's just an item to help strengthen my mental power. I need to be fully focused to do one thing well. I don't think it's too late to do it all..."

"Why is it too late?" The uncle squinted at him, "I will teach you the shadow avatar, and you will be in time if you learn it."

Ordinary division | body technique can only separate one person, while shadow division | body technique is more advanced, as long as the amount of chakra allows, it is no problem to separate an army.

Uncle's proposal means: It doesn't matter if one person can only do one thing, and if you add several clones to do it together, can't multi-threading be carried out simultaneously, and one person can do all the work!

It was so witty that Harry couldn't help sighing from the bottom of his heart: "...are you a devil?"

The idea is very good, but it’s a pity that the ideal is plump and the reality is skinny. Harry tried it when he first learned the avatar technique.

He was still seriously discussing one of the two or three reasons why he couldn't do it with his uncle. The uncle pressed his head: "If you can't do it, just say you can't do it. I don't care about the reason."

Harry stopped talking, marveling at the uncle's rare ease of talking.

The uncle frowned when he saw him, and his tone became fierce again: "What kind of eyes do you have?"

"It's nothing, I just didn't expect you...to be so difficult this time?"

"..." the uncle said, "What is this talking about? When did I force you to do something you can't do?"

"Often. Like last time... and last time..." Harry snapped his fingers, listing the unreasonable treatment he had received one by one.

The uncle's face became darker as he listened, and when he reached the fifth item, he grabbed him, clamped his ears with both hands, and pulled it out desperately: "So much resentment? Huh? I have to confess you when I buy you back Yes or no?"

Harry wailed and screamed, begging for mercy repeatedly: "It was my fault, it was my fault——!"

The two quarreled for a while, the uncle suddenly bent down, and said in his ear with a voice just enough for the two of them to hear: "If someone asks, remember your explanation."

The uncle's prediction was not bad at all, and Harry was found by Danzo the next day.

"Show me your blood succession limit ability." Under the protection of two root ninjas on the left and right, the leader of the root gave orders.

Harry showed the magic of life that he had shown the uncle.

Danzo looked down at him with downcast eyes, and said contemptuously, "That's it?"

Harry pretended not to understand the aggressive method, and knelt down on one knee in fear: "Sorry, Danzo-sama, forgive me for being stupid..."

Danzo stared at him for another 2 minutes, then brushed off the water stains on his clothes in displeasure and frustration: "Forget it, everyone's blood inheritance has its own particularity, your ability is naturally not offensive, and you can't It's your fault, let An Fen be a ninja at the base."

"By the way," Danzo paused, as if he suddenly remembered something, and said, "Since you have this ability, you should be able to handle the back kitchen by yourself?"

Harry thought about it carefully, and roughly guessed the intention of his immediate boss.

If he said that he could take care of all the work in the back kitchen, Danzo would be able to transfer the uncle to other departments as a matter of course.Since the uncle has to go out on missions, it is impossible to always bring his disciple Cheng Shui with him; during the period when the uncle left the village, Cheng Shui was like an ordinary orphan, without the protection of the elders, and his self-protection ability was far from enough , can only be at the mercy of others.

Harry had heard that Genbu was preparing to establish a separate intelligence department recently. Orange Water's appearance was unique, and his age and identity were also suitable. It was impossible not to attract malicious covetous people.

... No wonder the uncle reminded him to be cautious in his words and deeds in advance, that's why.

Harry bowed his head deeply, feeling guilty and uneasy, but explained word by word why he couldn't do it and why he couldn't do it.

Looking at Danzo's eyes, he felt that in the eyes of this adult, he was already the most useless blood successor ever.

However, Xianyu Benyu's heart is not fluctuating, and he is even somewhat confident.

Those who like to show off often don't live long, let alone at the roots where people eat people and don't spit out bones, he still wants to live to be a hundred years old.

In matters of survival, why do you not think about making progress?