[HP/Naruto] Be a ninja magician

As soon as the time-stop magic spell came out, it seemed that an invisible hand was pressing on the endless time clock, and the ever-changing world stopped for a moment.But it was only for a moment, and soon, the stagnant time began to move forward again, as always.

Orange Shui was stunned by the sudden change, felt the warm and sticky blood on his face, woke up like a dream, and hurriedly reached out to press the uncle's wound.

Just as she stretched her hand halfway, she was taken aback again.

The uncle's expression and movements were all frozen at the moment when the accident happened. Not only that, the state of the wound on his left shoulder blade was also frozen. The thorns come out, forming a strange and coquettish flower.

Cheng Shui stared blankly for a while, the current worldview really didn't understand what was going on, and remembering that there was a person with a strange blood succession limit next to him, he turned his head and called out hesitantly, "...Senior brother?"

If it were in the past, Harry would definitely be wondering where this new, unheard-of address in Chengshui's mouth came from—Senior brother and sister, it should be someone from the same school as his teacher, and he is not the uncle's disciple, Chengshui Why do you call him brother?

But time-stop magic consumes a lot of mana and energy, and after such a short while, thin beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.For the first time in a long time, he felt that his body was burdened by using magic. He didn't dare to delay, and simply explained: "I stopped the time on Uncle."

He wiped the blood and sweat from his face, pushed away the surrounding furniture to make an open space, cut his wrist with a cutting spell, and drew a magic circle on the ground with his own blood.

Thankfully, there was a time when, in order to save his deteriorating body, her friend Hermione thought of countless ways and pulled him to do various side experiments every day.Time-stop magic and magic circle are the most promising ones. The two of them have studied for a long time. Although they failed in the end, the drawing method of magic circle has been deeply embedded in his mind and is still fresh in his memory.

The magic circle is quite complicated, and every stroke is a complicated pattern, but Harry is very familiar with the drawing, and it will be completed in a short while.

He took the bandage next to him casually, wrapped it around his wrist to stop the bleeding, and pressed the other hand on the edge of the magic circle, slowly inputting magic power.

The activated formation lighted up slightly.

Harry greeted Orange Water, and the two of them worked together to move the uncle to the magic circle.When the time-stopping spell was removed, the immobilized uncle did not change at all. It seemed that the magic circle had succeeded.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the sneaking doctor moved back to the reinforcements, and several Gennin filed in from outside the laboratory.They were fully armed, as if they were facing an enemy, and formed a semicircle around the door, ready to open the door to arrest criminals who dared to attack researchers and disrupt important experiments.

As soon as Harry raised his hand, the door was firmly locked. No matter how the handle was turned or the lock hole was turned, the heavy iron door would not move at all, as if it had been welded to death out of thin air.

The two children in the cubicle didn't bother to look at the group of distraught people outside the door. They sat on the ground on the left and right, surrounding the magic circle and the uncle on the magic circle.

Cheng Shui tentatively wanted to touch his teacher, his fingers curled up and straightened in mid-air, but he still didn't dare to put it down.

She was afraid, afraid that what she touched would be a lifeless and cold corpse.

Harry understood Orange Water's concerns, grabbed her wrist directly, and pressed her hand to the uncle's shoulder.

It felt a bit strange to the touch, those muscles and skin were as stiff and tight as a stone, lost their proper elasticity, and couldn't recover naturally after being pressed down.However, there is still a steady stream of heat radiating from the inside of the body, which is a sign of warmth and life.

Cheng Shui's eyes filled with excited and moved tears, she choked up, and asked softly: "The teacher is not dead, is he?"

"Yes." Harry nodded affirmatively, and gave the answer Orange Water wanted, "He's fine, although it's only temporary, but I will save him."

He paused and said it again, as if promising himself: "I can save him."

That being said, Harry didn't have much confidence in how to save people.

He stole a tube of 'Mutun cells' used to make experimental injection cell preparations from the archives before, thinking about studying it by himself, and then looking for a chance to send it to Sha Yinjiao.

But as soon as the test tube was taken out of the freezer and returned to normal temperature, the particles in the test tube, which were originally too small to be seen, began to expand at a speed visible to the naked eye, until they became a meat ball the size of a baby's fist and burst the test tube. Can stop.

Harry stared at it dumbfounded as if he had seen a ghost. If he didn't know that this place did not belong to the same time and space as the wizarding world, he would have suspected that it was some undiscovered magical creature.

He thought about it seriously, and he roughly understood what it meant when he heard the first Hokage Senjubashima say "overdrawing vitality in advance" in the Hokage mansion a few years ago: Fate is always fair, if you give it, you have to take it. go the same.Mutun cells have a strong division speed, can multiply rapidly, and almost never die at the same time; but at the same time, they need much more energy than normal cells. The first generation of Hokage is gifted and can provide enough chakra, but Nor can it completely counteract the negative effects.The more the wooden escape is used, the heavier the burden on the body will be.

Harry was fascinated by the thought, when suddenly a researcher pushed the door in from outside the archives.

He had to temporarily abandon the plan, destroyed the meat balls on the ground together with the broken test tubes, sneaked out through the crack of the door, and then never found a suitable opportunity to re-sample.

After the short memories are over, it's time to face the facts again.

Harry looked at the uncle for a while, then leaned over, and lightly touched the area around the wound.

He reacted promptly at that time. Like other experimental examples, the plants that grew out of the uncle's body had not yet fully grown up, and there was a slender cone-shaped vine in the bloody wound.

Harry grabbed it and pulled it out, but the vine didn't move at all, firmly rooted in the uncle's body.

He considered it for a while, and decided to treat it as a living horse doctor. He took a scalpel from the small cart next to the experimental equipment, sterilized it briefly, gritted his teeth, and stabbed along the bottom of the vine.

The body in a frozen state that would not bleed new blood facilitated the operation. He carefully cut the clothes, skin and muscles around the wound, and found the root of the vine in the mess.

Those tentacles were lingering between the blood vessels and the bone seams, and it took Harry a lot of effort to pick them all up, and he roughly lifted the vines with a little bit of flesh and blood by the roots, and threw them aside.

But this alone is definitely not enough, the implanted cells are injected, and those overbearing cell molecules must have invaded other parts along with the blood vessels, but they haven't had time to burst out that's all.

There must be a way to kill them, or inhibit their activity.

However, all the spells and potions Harry knew that could damage cells were indiscriminate.When the foreign invaders are eliminated, there may not be many healthy cells left in the body.

So inhibitory activity?But what should I do?

Harry thought, feeling a little sad all of a sudden.

He recalled the days when he was still a student at Hogwarts. At that time, he was the same as he is now. He wanted to do something but couldn't do it. The emptiness and anxiety choked his throat, and he could only hate the helplessness of reality and his own incompetence. .

At that time, he still had two buddies who could share the joys and sorrows. Now he is living alone in another world, far away from home, and even the only biological mother who maintains him with this world cannot personally protect him.

This kind of life, he will live for 90 years.

Time flies so slowly, it is really hard for him.

"Brother." Harry heard Orange Water calling him.

After experiencing too many ups and downs in half a day, the girl seemed to have finally recovered from her hesitation. The corners of her eyes were still a little red, but her mood had stabilized a lot. She asked rationally, "What should we do?"

Looking at her dark eyes shining with hope, Harry calmed down.

Uncle has already had a rejection reaction, and the ninjas have nothing to do about it, but he is different. He knows magic—the so-called magic, and has always been good at creating possibility from the impossible.

He is the only hope for the uncle to be rescued.

Harry added some magic power to the magic circle, and was furrowing his brows in thought when a bright green light suddenly caught his attention.

That was the detection magic he used earlier, because the stop of time was preserved, and it was extraordinarily bright in the bloody hole left by the vines dug out on the uncle's shoulder.

In a flash of inspiration, he picked up the scalpel for the second time and cut open the white coat that the uncle was wearing.

The bright spots spread from the wound to the surroundings, connecting little by little into a line, twisting and winding like an earthworm, forming a criss-cross network on the surface of the uncle's body.

This magic is mainly used to detect the status of the cells. The emerald green represents good health, and the bright green probably indicates that the cell activity is too high.

...Yeah, since they can't be killed or suppressed, why not just clean them up?

In the current situation, I don't care about the success rate. If it is feasible, it is worth trying.Harry cleaned up the scalpel in his hand, sterilized it, and yelled for orange water.

"Heard me, Orange Water, I'm not sure it's going to work, but I have no choice now--see the place where the uncle is particularly bright? Do me a favor and gouge out those parts as much as possible, don't Hurt normal tissues." After explaining the mission, he paused and asked in confirmation, "Can you?"

Cheng Shui decisively took the knife in his hand, nodded and said, "En."

Handing over the meticulous work that required patience to Orange Water, Harry stepped aside, took out a sealing scroll from the pocket that had cast the expansion spell, and skillfully pulled it open to unseal it.

A bunch of bottles and jars of different colors appeared on the scroll, and they were placed in different categories. They were the potions he had successively stockpiled during this period of time.

During the time-stop magic is in effect, the processing of things will take effect at the moment when the time axis returns. If the stripping method is effective, then the massive blood loss after time recovery is the primary consideration.

Harry had a general understanding of the medical level in this world. Even the high-quality wound medicine that only the nobles could afford had poor hemostatic effect.Not to mention quick-acting blood-replenishing medicines, there is no such thing—so many people died painfully from the double torture of excessive blood loss and wound infection after injury.

It is said that a very small number of ninja elites who are proficient in chakra control can use a powerful medical ninjutsu, which can heal serious wounds in a short time, but it is not practical to bring a powerful doctor to heal the uncle, he must You can only rely on yourself.

Fortunately, after he started brewing the potion, he tried to make the blood tonic and white fresh potion while using the potion like detergent as a cover. Because of the lack of a few materials from magical animals, the effect of the potion was not so perfect , but can still be used.

Harry checked his reserves and felt that the two potions might not be enough, so he took out another sealing scroll and unsealed a set of portable cauldrons and a pile of potion raw materials.

He didn't bother to think about what others would think of his behavior of carrying all his belongings with him, setting aside the equipment, setting up the cauldron to light the fire, adding water and ingredients, and brewing the potion on the spot.

Time passed without knowing it, and the people outside tried their best, from prying the door to smashing the window, and from smashing the window to breaking the wall.When the compartment was first constructed, full consideration was given to its firmness. If it had to be cracked violently, half of the base would collapse.

Probably because they thought it was impossible for Harry and Orange Water to stay inside forever, so they didn't make unnecessary attempts.

Harry casually glanced outside, and found that it was really a big battle. This incident not only alarmed Danzo, but even the third Hokage Hirzen came. Surrounded by Anbe and Nenin, the two were separated like visiting a zoo. Staring at him, orange water and uncle through the glass.

Seeing him look up, Danzo immediately gave him a fierce stare; Hirizhan rarely smiled, looked at the uncle lying on the ground, and then at him, with worried and silent inquiries in his expression.

Harry didn't have the time or energy to take care of them, so he quickly turned around, poured himself a bottle of energy potion, and continued to bury his head in the cauldron in front of him.

When he used up the existing potion raw materials and the work at Orange Water was coming to an end, he called out the clock and looked at it, only to find that it was already the next morning—they had unknowingly stayed up for a long time. all night.

"Are you hungry?" Harry asked casually as he bottled the potion.

Orange Water put the blood-stained scalpel back into the tray, shook his head and said, "I'm not hungry, and I can't eat anything."

The two looked at each other and fell silent in unison.

They all understood that whether the overnight effort was in vain or the painstaking efforts finally paid off, the result will soon be known.