[HP/Naruto] Be a ninja magician

In the world Harry is currently in, on the continental plate and the surrounding islands, there are five major kingdoms: wind, thunder, water, fire, and earth. At the junction of the major kingdoms, there are more than a dozen small kingdoms scattered around.

In the past, ninjas used the family as a unit, each occupying one side, or because of feuds, or because of resources and commissions provided by their employers, they fought with each other, not to be outdone.

More than ten years ago, a clan leader in the Land of Fire was born. With unparalleled strength and extraordinary courage and courage, he united with many other clans in the Land of Fire to create the first village inhabited by ninjas in history. Years of civil strife in the Land of Fire.

Without the loss of civil war, the national power of the Fire Nation has reached the highest peak ever.Other big countries have followed suit and established their own ninja villages one after another.

Soon, the village chiefs of the five ninja villages got together for a meeting, divided several tailed beasts, and made several treaties.Each of the five major countries takes what they need and has tasted the sweetness. They unanimously decide to maximize their interests and join hands in development to create a better future.

As a result, within a few years, Konoha Village in the Land of Fire was pinched again.

That battle was earth-shattering, with one dead and one seriously injured on both sides. Although the Konoha official has repeatedly emphasized that there is no need to guess, everyone can see the change of Naruto's candidates.The first Hokage was in his prime, if there were no accidents, how could he abdicate inexplicably?

A generation of legends has thus fallen, and without the deterrence and oppression of the top powerhouses, the small minds of all forces have become active again.

After several years of preparation and testing, war broke out.

And because of the existence of Ninja Village, the war is no longer limited to small fights among ninja clans, but has developed into a wide-ranging, comprehensive, and mobilizing whole body-a world war.

The troubled times are back, gunpowder is everywhere, and the world is in chaos.

The world was turned upside down overnight, corpses littered the fields in many places, and many people were displaced.In this turbulent era, the order no longer exists, the rules are in vain, and there are only one kind of vigorous development left in thousands of livelihood industries.

— Traffickers who kidnap and resell human beings.

Among the exiled crowd, a six or seven-year-old boy mixed in at some point, with disheveled hair, sallow complexion, thin and inconspicuous.

It is not uncommon for this kind of orphan to start wandering due to the war in his hometown and the death of his parents. Most refugees think it is a waste of energy to even look at him, let alone talk to him.

A group of people stopped and went, and at noon, they stopped to rest outside a small village that had mostly been turned into ruins.

An old man in old but decent clothes led two or three children passing by, stopped beside them, glanced at them, and walked towards the unremarkable boy among them.

Someone close heard the old man ask: "Are you hungry? Do you want to have a full meal?"

The boy rubbed his belly, swallowed, and replied timidly, "I want to eat meat."

The old man smiled kindly: "Come with me, take care of yourself."

The boy nodded ignorantly and trustingly, and put his small hand in his palm.

The two were about to leave when a woman couldn't stand it anymore and stopped her voice: "Son, don't trust him, he is..."

The boy looked back at her with some doubts in his expression.The old man also turned his head, glared at her in the blind spot of the boy and other children, and warned her not to meddle in her own business.

After all, it was a time of war, and it was good to have a full stomach, so I didn't care about others.The man walking with the woman pulled her back and gave the old man an apologetic smile.

The woman knew that she had slipped her tongue, so she stood behind her husband, bowed her head and said nothing.

The old man returned to his amiable appearance, took the boy by the hand, and greeted the remaining boys and girls. The group of people drifted away and disappeared at the end of the road.

He walked all the way, passing through several larger towns like a horse on horseback, stopping at some of the gates, looking for suitable buyers, and dealing with the 'goods' at hand. dirty boy.

The elder and the younger stayed in a simple hotel in a small town, and opened a room in the name of the grandparents and grandchildren.

As soon as the door was closed, the boy said, "I want to take a bath."

The old man let go of him, and the voice of a middle-aged man has changed into the voice of a middle-aged man: "There is no hot water, the bathtub is behind, and the clothes are also there."

The boy kicked off the unrecognizable rag shoes, walked behind the screen at the other end of the room, and continued to make demands brazenly: "Eat as much meat as you want, you agree."

"It's just you asking too much." Although he complained so much, the man opened the door and called the shop owner to order a meal.

The boy—that is, Harry—dripped the cool well water in the bucket with a ladle, and happily washed away the old dirt that had accumulated on his body for almost half a month.

When he was putting on his clothes, the man finally couldn't help himself, walked in from outside the screen, and asked, "Where's the stuff?"

Harry pointed to the clothes he had changed into.

The man's face darkened as he looked at the messy pile of rags that were as dirty and smelly as rags.

Harry didn't care whether he was happy or not, he fastened his belt and went out to eat with his clogs.

The food that was just delivered was still steaming, very fragrant.

As soon as Harry took two bites, the man came out from behind the screen, holding a scroll in his hand, sat on the chair next to him, skillfully unsealed the scroll, and unfolded it.

As expected, his most capable subordinate did not disappoint him. There was a brief but vivid map drawn on the scroll, which was drawn with lines and filled with dense markings.Compared with the value of these information, the delicacies of mountains and seas seem like a drop in the bucket.

The creases between his brows unfolded, and he rarely praised in a pleasant manner: "Good job."

To change the other children of the 'Zodiac' team, they will definitely jump up flattered and shocked by the approval of the always stern captain.

But Yin in front of him didn't.

The boy didn't seem to hear what he was saying at all. He had a chicken leg in his left hand and an elbow in his right hand. He was eating so much oil that his face and hands were covered with joy.

The man watched, his eyebrows gradually wrinkled together again.

"If you eat such greasy food, you will have diarrhea later on," he said.

Harry kept talking, chewing the meat and mumbled, "I'm willing, what can I do?"

Seeing the captain's face getting more and more gloomy, reprimands and punishments were ready to go, he said: "I have been scrambling outside all year round, risking my life, climbing up and down, drinking the wind and eating sand, but I couldn't finish the task. No good food is given to me. I am only five... and a half years old! If you lack nutrition and cannot grow tall, won't your conscience ache?"

The captain's conscience does not hurt, not only does it not hurt, but he is still alive and kicking.But after mentioning this, he noticed that the height of the other party was indeed slightly lower than the average level of children of this age.

This is actually not a bad thing, and it can also keep the little spy's infant form longer, extending the service period in disguise.However, it is not worthwhile to ruin the body due to excessive hunger, and there is no rush to control the diet to keep in shape. He thought about it and didn't say anything more.

After a while, seeing that Harry had almost finished eating, the captain spoke again, this time assigning him another task.

The daimyo of the Kingdom of Wind, to which Sayin belonged, had a confidant who secretly defected to the Kingdom of Fire two months ago. He sold the secrets of the Kingdom of Wind in exchange for the trust of the daimyo of the Kingdom of Fire, and became the new favorite of the daimyo.

Harry's task is to drive a wedge between the Fire Nation daimyo and his cronies, and it is best to make them turn against each other.

'Zodiac' is an elite unit that has been carefully selected and trained. Naturally, Hidden Sand Village can't give them problems that they can't solve for no reason.After finishing the task, the captain paused, and used other online information to provide his subordinates with ideas for solving the problem: "The daimyo of Fire Nation has always been worried and suspicious, and it is not easy to gain trust. But he has a very beloved little daughter. , can be used when necessary."

It is said to be 'use', but in fact it is to blame the little princess after harming the little princess, dumping the blame on the cronies, and creating a rift.

"Why do you always think about killing people, and 'use' this, 'use' that every day, the word 'use' will be used badly." Harry wiped his mouth slowly, with contempt in his tone, "You still taught us that a spy is not a killer, so if you can do it, then don't do it?"

The captain froze for a moment, but instead of being angry, he raised his eyebrows and smiled approvingly.

This is another reason why he likes Yin—the boy seems to be able to read other people's thoughts, and can always accurately find the weakness of the task target, easily obtain the information he wants, or achieve the goal he wants to do.

At such a young age, the boy has achieved the highest achievement of a spy: manipulating public opinion and controlling people's hearts silently and without bloodshed.

"Okay, I don't care about you, just go ahead and do it." After the captain finished speaking, he explained the mission process by the way, "There are people in the capital of the country of fire to respond, and I will send you there tomorrow. After the mission is completed, at three o'clock at night, three times The nightingale is singing, and I will pick you up."

A month later, a small commotion occurred inside the capital of the Kingdom of Fire.

The daimyo's mansion, the land of fire daimyo inexplicably had a quarrel with his new favorite, who uttered wild words and continued to provoke despite the daimyo's warning.Enraged by the daiming who was rubbing against the scale back and forth, he stood up and ordered the guards on the left and right to take down the favored minister, drag him outside the door, and behead him on the spot.

The blood splashed on the well-manicured flower beds on both sides, stained the shiny marble steps red, and frightened Ji Jun who was playing in the yard.

The little girl's playmates of the same age didn't seem to be surprised by the accident at all, they raised their hands to cover her eyes almost at the same moment the blood spattered three feet, and said softly, "It's okay, don't be afraid."

The little girl stood still for a while, then trembled belatedly, and sobbed.

Harry half dragged and half hugged her limp little body, and handed her over to the maid who trotted over. He said caring words, but his eyes unknowingly followed a bird that passed by unintentionally and flew away.

The weather is fine, the sky is clear and blue, high and vast.Below it are row upon row of roofs. The unique architectural style of the Land of Fire is grand and majestic, with high walls and black tiles, which looks extremely graceful and luxurious.

Even though it was a troubled time outside, countless villages were bleeding into rivers, and mourners were everywhere, but the capital was not affected in any way, and the singing and dancing were peaceful, as if the years were peaceful.

Harry was a little dazed. The maid called him twice before he came to his senses. He squeezed out two tears, wiped them off with the back of his hand in a panic, and insisted on declaring that he was fine despite his greetings.

Because of being frightened, the little princess of the Land of Fire fell ill.Maybe it was the child's defense mechanism, maybe it was the high fever that burned the brain, and when she recovered from the illness, the memories of the earlier days became a little fuzzy.

She wanted to ask the maid to ask about her playmate, but she opened her mouth, only to find that she had forgotten the name of her playmate, and only a vague outline remained of the other's appearance.

"Does Your Highness know any children of the same age?" The maid smiled, "If you feel lonely, it's the same to play with us."

The little princess was in a daze, feeling a little inexplicably lost in her young heart.

But after all, she is a child at heart, and within a while, she happily played hide-and-seek with the maids, and those doubts and concerns were forgotten by her early in the morning.