[HP/Naruto] Be a ninja magician

Overnight, a notice board suddenly appeared at the entrance of the Hokage Tower in Muye Village.

The ninjas who came and went regarded it as a newly established public facility, and everyone would stop and take a look when they passed by.

But everyone soon discovered that what was posted on the bulletin board was not an announcement about the battle situation on the front line, but just personal information about rebellion. Some items were circled with red pens, drawn with lines, and detailed information was attached to each.

In those materials, there are interrogation records of the torture squad, confessions, and meeting minutes... There are various forms, but they can all explain from the side that the heinous things done by this traitor are all misunderstandings framed by people with intentions.

In addition, some letters appeared one after another. Anyone who has a little knowledge of the war can see that the content is closely related to several major battles that have occurred in the past two years. The owner of the letter uses concise words to forcefully control, driving the situation.

The ninjas who have always come to the battlefield will only be reckless and reckless. How can they know that there are so many ways behind the battle. Those who understand should broaden their horizons and increase their knowledge, and those who don't understand can also try to join in the fun.Before I knew it, there was a large circle of people on the third floor and the third floor next to the notice board.

The onlookers at the grassroots level did not know it, but a small number of people who had the ability to contact the power center of Ninja Village knew that this was a serious leak of secrets.

Those data files are basically top secrets exclusive to the leadership class, and many junin do not have the authority to view them, let alone post them for publicity.

Sure enough, less than a quarter of an hour after the notice board appeared, Anbu rushed to deal with it.

But no matter how many times they tore off those papers, in the blink of an eye, the exact same paper would reappear.

Splashed ink - invalid.

Fire - invalid.

Cover with a cloth - the cloth will slide off on its own.

Take down the sign - the wreckage will recover after three seconds.

The ordinary-looking wooden sign remained motionless under all kinds of torture, standing proudly, silently laughing at the distraught Muggle ninjas around.

At the same time, secret letters are still appearing one after another, along the timeline, from two years ago to nearly a year in the long history, like a long public execution.

Before the bulletin board revealed all the secrets, Konoha's senior management compromised.

They convened the upper ninja and department leaders in the village, and announced that Anbu's rebellious ninja, nicknamed "Griffin", was actually a double agent who returned to Sand Yin under Konoha's instruction. Since the beginning of the war, he has provided Konoha with A lot of critical and important information.

As for the identity of the other party who was a sand ninja in the first place, the high-level officials didn't even mention it—countless facts have proved that it is not a wise choice to make extra troubles, and they really can't afford to mess with this ancestor.

Harry perfectly achieved the word flattery, sat by the side and quietly listened to Ri Zhan, then stood up and nodded to everyone with a smile.

He had changed his clothes in advance and tidied up his appearance. At this time, he was neatly dressed, his half-length gray hair was pulled back, and his appearance was not very stunning, but he had a gentle and elegant appearance, with a tolerant and gentle temperament, which could not be seen Any shady qualities associated with the word 'spy'.

What a handsome young talent.

"I have a heartfelt request, and I would like to ask everyone for your help." Harry said, "On the way back to Konoha, I got separated from my daughter."

He frowned slightly, his face was full of worry, and he looked like a father who cared about the safety of his young daughter: "The war is spreading on the front line, and she is only three months old, so I am very worried about her."

Konoha's ninjas value love and righteousness, and they all patted their chests and actively expressed that they would try their best to help him find his daughter.

"You still have a daughter?" Ri Zhan looked up at Harry, a little surprised, "Why didn't I hear you mention it yesterday?"

Harry thought to himself, so that I can give you more ways to blackmail me, but his face was still respectful: "Master Hokage has a lot of affairs in his daily life, we were busy discussing important matters last night, so we shouldn't get too involved in personal matters."

His tone was gentle and his attitude was natural. If the senior people hadn't witnessed him taking Daimyo of the Fire Nation as a hostage last night, they would probably have really believed this high-sounding and righteous rhetoric.

The Konoha ninjas who didn't know the inside story were even more moved. Even the Anbu who were squatting on the beam to listen spontaneously understood the series of inexplicable instructions that were kicked out yesterday and called back and chased away.

With the help of many factors, before nightfall, Irene and the babies taken by Irene were returned to Harry.

The one who sent them here was a young Jonin who called himself Kato Dan. He was as gentle and easy-going as his face. Even if it was the first time they met, he greeted Harry without any hindrance.The general idea is that Harry has raised a hawk, and has been guarding the baby every step of the way for two days. Except for him, he is a good pet who is loyal to the owner.

In fact, Harry, who was just a humble shit shoveler, smiled against the dissatisfied eyes of his real master, thanked him again, and sent the guests away.

For the next few days, Harry was caught up in a whirlwind of hustle and bustle.

On the one hand, his old acquaintances came to visit one after another, expressing deep sympathy for the misunderstanding and hardships he suffered in the past two years, and asking about his health; Under the pressure of the situation, we have to choose the strategy of making the best use of our talents.

In other words, just keep ordering him to work.

Most of the time, Harry was a very Buddhist person. He would go to a meeting when he was asked, and he would say if he was seconded or rejected if he was asked for his opinion, he behaved quite normal and harmless.

In contrast, Tsunade is more like a rebellious thorn than him.

This Konoha's Ji Jun is as grumpy as ever, as long as there is a disagreement, he dares to slap the table and quarrel with others, even if the object is Hizhan.

"I proposed the proposal to ration medical ninjas in proportion to the frontline troops a year ago, but it has not been put on the agenda until now! Look! After I withdrew from the sand hidden front, this How many unnecessary casualties have we suffered in just over a month?" Her voice was so loud that it could almost resonate in the spacious conference room.

Hirizhan pressed his brows with a headache, and patiently reasoned: "I have told you the answer to this matter many times, Tsunade, perfecting the medical ninja training system is a long process, at least in wartime, we do not have enough time……"

"Wait! Wait! Do you have to wait until everyone is dead to think about it?!" Tsunade roared, and then slammed the table again. The weather-beaten conference table was overwhelmed and collapsed with a "bang".

Harry moved very quickly, helping to restore the table in the blink of an eye, and made a 'please' gesture.

Everyone: "..."

Tsunade was as good as he was, and he wanted to make persistent efforts to continue to slap the table. Kato, who was sitting next door, stood up, nodded apologetically to Hirizhan, held Tsunade's shoulders, and persuaded in a low voice: "Everyone is here, Don't be angry, just say it."

Tsunade still stared angrily, but sat back on the chair following the strength on his shoulders, picked up the cup and drank angrily.

...Oh, seems to have discovered something extraordinary?

Harry showed a clear expression, turned his head and asked Orochimaru in a low voice: "When did the two of them get together?"

Orochimaru was looking at the scroll spread on his knees, and he was absconding generously. Hearing this, he looked up and replied calmly, "About half a year ago, before the last expedition."

"Wow, isn't Zilai really sad?"

"Yeah, I'm still unwilling to accept reality." Orochimaru lowered his eyes to look at the scroll again, "He came back to Konoha this time, and ran away as soon as he was discharged from the hospital, saying that he was out of sight and out of mind."

"It's too miserable." Harry was speechless, full of sympathy.

But there is no way, who made the ancient bamboo horse not as good as the sky?

The meeting went on with twists and turns for a while, and Hirizhan was so stunned that he decided to kick the troublesome thorn out of the village once and for all: "Well, Tsunade, you should have almost rested, go back tonight to clean up Let's go back to the Western Front with Duan tomorrow."

"I just received the battle report, and the battle with Iwagakure has entered a critical period. Orochimaru, you take a few teams to the northern front to make up for the vacancies lost in the battle. The commander-in-chief is Hatake Sakumo, and you are the adjutant. Listen He dispatches."

Ri Zhan discussed with several consultants and added some details, and soon announced that the meeting was adjourned.

Harry strolled home under the moonlight, opened and closed the door, saw the lights in the room, and reflexively said "I'm back".

No one answered.

Only then did he remember that he left the light on for the little baby who was left alone in the house before he went out.

After returning to Konoha, he moved back to the apartment where he lived before. Because of the defensive magic circle he left behind, no one else has entered this room in the past two years, and all the furnishings have remained the same as when he left.

The apron that was put on the chair after cooking, the hair that was not cleaned up in the trash can, and the new and old toiletries in the bathroom... There are traces of another person's life everywhere, but there is no other person. one person.

Out of selfishness, he didn't deliberately change these details, pretending to himself that he just traveled far away and nothing happened.

But how is it possible?Just like a nail will leave marks after it is pulled out, the damage caused to people will not be healed so easily.

Harry thought of the disciples he had seen in the past two days: for the first time, Kushina, who was used to carelessness, showed a cautious look, holding a smile that was uglier than crying, looking at him as if looking at an illusory and fragile Bubbles; B has returned to the state of taciturnity he once had, not saying a word for a long time, with a polite but alienated attitude; as for Fuyue... the Uchiha boy who has a clear love and hate has not come to him so far, and he probably still cannot accept him. It is no different from betrayal concealment.

Sighing, Harry boiled water to soak up the powdered milk, took the cheap daughter he had picked up from the cradle, held him in one arm, and fed him with a bottle.

Hey, hey, he saw the scissors casually placed on the coffee table, and unconsciously lost his mind.

He hasn't met Yihe these days, but counting the time, Yihe should have returned to Konoha, and he is probably staying at home to recover from his injuries.

This 'home', of course, refers to the Hyuga clan mansion.

When Yihe came out in front of the whole clan, the patriarch was so angry that he publicly announced that he would be expelled from the clan. Neither party could face reconciliation, so Yihe came to live with him.But before he left, he cast the Forgetting Curse on Yihe, and Yihe forgot everything about him, and ran back to the family naturally, and the patriarch couldn't really keep him out.

Now that I heard that he came back, according to the temper of the Hyuga clan, it is estimated that the first-level alarm will be sounded, and Ichiga will be taken seriously, and it is not an exaggeration to lock the room and not let the door out...

"The child was choked." Suddenly someone said.

Harry looked down, only to realize that he was feeding too hard, the baby couldn't swallow, choked, and his little face was flushed and purple.

He hurriedly removed the bottle, adjusted his holding posture, and patted the little back.

At the same time as the choked milk was spitting out, Harry suddenly realized and turned to look at the source of the sound.

A man squatted halfway in front of the window of his apartment, wearing only a close-fitting underwear, with loose black hair, and a pair of tabby socks on his feet. He obviously sneaked out of the house in a hurry.

He didn't even wear the forehead band that never left his body. On his smooth forehead was a green and golden red mark--Harry had arbitrarily named it 'Phoenix'.

The young voice was clear and cold, complaining like complaints: "I remember it all. You lied to me very happily? Didn't you?"

Harry was startled, then again, and finally couldn't help but let out a smile: "Hey, don't say that. It's just... just a little happy."

He got angry, and after a few seconds, he said: "You are full of lies, and you can tell them at your fingertips. I don't know which ones I can believe."

"—but you still came to me, even if I was a liar." Harry said to the point, "Didn't you?"

Yihe didn't answer.

It's not worthwhile for the person who delivered it to the door to leave in anger.Harry didn't say any more, put the baby back in the cradle, paced over, opened the window, and said with a smile, "Well, I'll tell you in advance, the only thing I'm going to say next is the truth, you guess it Which sentence is it?"

Yihe didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in his gourd, so he looked at him cautiously and vigilantly.

Harry ignored it and started the game directly: "The first sentence is: I like you."

Yihe was taken aback by the sudden confession, his face was blushing, he opened his mouth dumbly, and asked, "...the second sentence?"

Harry stared at the face in front of him seriously for a long time, then stretched out his hand, pulled Hinata who ran away from home for him for the second time through the window, and hugged him into his arms.

It felt so damn good, and he never wanted to let it go.

"The second sentence," he whispered into another person's ear, "—I love you."