[HP/Naruto] Be a ninja magician

Harry didn't know that the Uchiha clan not only had a simple mind, but also had an ancestral tendency to go to extremes, as well as a peculiar brain circuit that could go astray at any time.

He said that this world is a mistake, and his original intention was to let his disciples study hard and make progress every day, and follow him to find ways to improve the world, but it fell into Fuyue's ears, and he didn't know where he was misinterpreted.

But Fuyue is still young, even if he has a vague epiphany, he still can't find a clear goal and direction for the time being.

So, how to live or how to live.

Ri Zhan quickly replied to Harry on his own initiative, saying that he had taken B's file from Danzo, and that B would no longer be Gennin in the future, but would be under the jurisdiction of Anbu.

Harry wrote back, apologizing for what he had done without any hesitation, trying to be cute, and not forgetting to emphasize his loyalty by the way.

With no worries, the teaching of magic is gradually on the right track, and various courses are carried out in an orderly manner.

Contrary to everyone's expectations, B, who was lagging behind in the transfiguration class, the spell class and even the flying class, had an unexpected fit with the potion.He can stand mesmerized and fascinated by the color and state changes of the liquid in the crucible, standing for most of the day.

After learning several basic potions, he even came up with an improvement method for one of the potions that lacked the necessary materials (the original formula required raw materials from magical animals) without a teacher.

Harry watched B add water and ingredients to the cauldron, stirring deftly and slowly in the steaming mist, and regretted his talent.Obviously, if he is given sufficient resources, he may be able to become a master of the generation, just as Harry's potions professor said in the first class, to improve reputation, brew honor, and even prevent death.

It's a pity that most of what Harry can remember are the commonly used potions, and the more advanced ones, he didn't often brew them when he was still in the wizarding world, and now he can't remember the complete recipes.He was destined not to be a mentor on the way to success as a potions master.

Fu Yue has always been unwilling to accept the fact that B is much better than him in potions. He insists that B's success is because B is more able to bear the boredom of being in a daze for three hours than him.

Potions class was really boring.Fuyue complained in his heart, propped his chin and stared at the slightly boiling liquid surface boredly, thinking, why can't it be automatically boiled by magic?like...

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the color of the potion had changed. He straightened up quickly and frantically found the materials needed for the next step in the bottles and jars on the table.

A hand with a porcelain saucer reached out and caught the narcissus tuber he was about to pour into the cauldron.

He looked up, and above his head was the professor's gloomy face.

Now that he has taught students, Harry already understands Snape - oh, sorry, it's where Professor Snape's bad temper comes from: even if there are only two students in a class, someone is always trying to find a way Kill himself while he is not paying attention.

With one hand, he covered the formula and configuration flow sheet suspended between the two crucibles, and asked: "I have emphasized, Fu Yue, the narcissus tuber will explode if you put it directly down. What should you do first before putting it in?"

What to do first?Adjust the heat?observe?Wait three seconds?Smell?Spit upside down?

...well, that last one is definitely wrong.

Fuyue thought about it carefully for a while, but he really couldn't recall it. Just as he was about to shake his head and honestly admit his mistake, B who was sitting opposite him raised his head from the crucible, looked at him, and drew two circles in the air with his stirring stick.

"Stir?" He followed B's suggestion uncertainly and answered, "Uh... Stir clockwise twice?"

"Counterclockwise." Harry corrected, paused, and when he saw that he hadn't moved yet, he urged again, "What are you waiting for?"

Fu Yue hurriedly stirred twice to the left, took the material Harry handed back to him, and poured it into the cauldron.

He also wanted to express to B that 'even if you help me, don't think I owe you a favor', but found that the boy on the opposite side lowered his head again, fascinated by the mystery of potions again.

As time went by, Harry found that the relationship between his two official disciples became better and better unconsciously.

Of course, this does not mean that the two of them have developed to the point where they can hang shoulders together, but that they would occasionally sit together and discuss their experiences in learning magic calmly.

He is happy to see this change, and often assigns some homework for the two children to discuss and play on their own, which indirectly strengthens communication and enhances their relationship.

At the same time, Harry also began to prepare lessons for their future junior sisters.

Kushina is in the last year of Ninja Elementary School and is about to graduate and officially become his student.The little girl doesn't have much aptitude for magic, so she can't learn magic from him like Fuyue and Yi. He can only teach her body phantom ninjutsu like an ordinary mentor, and then take her out some D-level and C-level missions to accumulate History and combat experience.

As a wizard, he wants to teach a ninja how to be a ninja, which is a bit absurd in magical realism.

As the days went by in a busy way, Harry gradually realized that something was wrong.

There is no other reason. Yihe and Chengshui's mission this time is very abnormal. They have been there for nearly half a year, and there is no news on the way, neither good news nor clear news of death.

Harry was more and more worried about their safety day by day, fidgeting, looking forward to seeing them through, for fear that they would just disappear--for Anbu, it was not impossible for Anbu to disappear suddenly without any news, and in most cases, disappearance represented a mission. Encountered an accident on the way, had to commit suicide, and then used corpse water to dispose of his body.

That's the job, born in the shadows, not even dying in the sun.

Harry waited and waited, and before he couldn't help but go out of the village to find someone himself, finally, one evening, a figure landed in front of the window of his apartment.

It's Kazuki.

The young Hinata has never been so embarrassed, the edge of the mask is damaged, covered with dust, the blood stains on the vest and cloak do not know how many layers, the oldest one has turned black and moldy, and a head of smooth long hair was cut to pieces by a knife , propped up and down in a mess.

The changes were very big, but the tacit understanding formed after working together for many years made Harry recognize the identity of the other party at a glance.

The big stone in his heart was lifted, and he almost wept with joy. Without saying a word, he opened the window and pulled the outsiders in.

Yihe was caught off guard, and he didn't usually have the habit of walking through the window, so he tripped over the drop of the window frame, his center of gravity lost his balance, and his body fell forward uncontrollably.

Harry reached out to support him in time, and because of his posture, it was a bit like a hug.

Due to the wariness brought about by his profession, ninjas generally don't like too close physical contact, Harry also respects this habit, and when Yihe stands firm, he immediately wants to let go and retreat.

Instead, Yihe tugged him, grabbed his clothes, and hugged him.

Anbu's mask pressed against his neck coldly, a strong smell of blood came to his face, and at the same time, Yihe's hoarse voice said: "...I thought I would never come back."

His voice was very soft, full of weakness, dazedness, gratitude, emotion, and deep-seated fear.

He is really afraid.When I experienced it personally, I didn't feel that when he finally returned safely and saw his companions whom he hadn't seen for half a year, those emotions that had been suppressed for a long time swept over him, so deep and thick that they almost overwhelmed him.

Almost, just that—he'd never see the man again.

Harry knew that Yihe must have gone through an extremely dangerous situation this time, and managed to escape with all his might.He returned a understanding hug, stroking Yihe's back to comfort him: "It's okay, don't be afraid, it's all over. I'm here."

Yihe almost shed tears in this long-lost warmth and tenderness, thoughts and emotions were churning in his heart, eagerly looking for an outlet to confide.

Deciding to go with the urge for the first time, he took a breath and said, "I really, really, really—"

A small red head protruded from the corner of the corridor, blinking and staring at the two of them curiously.

Someone should be pulling her by the side, she waved her hand, turned her face to stop in a low voice: "Don't worry, Brother Fuyue! Let me see! I won't say anything!"

"..." Yihe said.

He jumped out of Harry's arms with a great reaction, half turned around in embarrassment, and almost fled through the window.

His neck was burning red from the tip of his ears. Shocked and ashamed, he lowered his voice angrily and shouted, "Why hasn't your disciple finished class yet?"

Harry also heard Kushina's loud voice that he thought was super quiet, and was a little embarrassed by Ichiga's embarrassment. He touched the back of his head and explained dully: "Kusina failed the mock exam last time, I'm afraid She couldn't pass the graduation exam, so Fuyue specially asked Fuyue to help her with tutoring..."

"Yes, yes, the teacher said to me very well! Of course, brother Fuyue is also very good!" Kushina stopped hiding secretly, stood up and expressed her position generously, paused, and (thought she was) understanding Convincingly persuaded Ichiga, "It's okay, Brother Hinata, when I am unhappy, the teacher will hug me and say, it's nothing... Hey! Brother Fuyue, don't pull me! I don't want to write papers——!"

Don't worry about being discovered, Fu Yue finally managed to drag her away and carried her all the way back to the room.

The door was closed, and there were only two people left in the living room.

There was a dead silence.

Another figure landed on the spot where Yihe had been before, shook his hair, and complained: "My captain! He ran so fast as soon as he entered the village, I couldn't even catch up, so Ganqing came here in a hurry See my brother?"

As she spoke, she took off her mask—it turned out to be orange water.

Compared to Yihe, Orange Shui's condition looked much better, but his face looked a little thin and haggard, there were no arms or legs missing, and the long hair tied behind his head was safe and sound.

Harry scanned her from top to bottom, completely relieved.

"It's fine." He also let the orange water into the room, and poured a glass of water for each of them, "Welcome home."

Yihe sat for a while, said that he was going to hand in the task, and left quickly.

Orange Water and Harry chatted about this mission for a while, then slowly put away their relaxed attitude, lowered their voice, and said seriously: "I'm telling the truth, brother, the situation is not very good, the underground intelligence network of various countries It's all in turmoil. It's very likely that... a war is about to start."