[HP/Naruto] Be a ninja magician

The Fuyue boy is very unhappy. It is the unhappiness accumulated by many dissatisfaction over the years from quantitative change to qualitative change.

This kind of negative emotion came from the same disciple who studied with him—no, he would never admit that it was his junior.

This guy from the same family has a gloomy and surly temper, and his whole person is dead, looking at people like looking at a stone on the side of the street, and there is no ups and downs in his speech.I have no hobbies, just sit in a daze when I have nothing to do, and only have a little energy when eating, which is so boring that people feel that they are getting along with corpses day and night.

It would be fine if he just had a strange personality, let alone his fighting power as a ninja, and just talk about magic that started from scratch like him.The same door obviously has no talent in magic, and his reaction is slow, and there are many obstacles in learning spells and transfiguration.

Most of the professor's energies were taken away by his dull colleagues, it didn't matter, he didn't mind at all--really, he didn't mind at all! ——But to be honest, if it were him, he would definitely not be able to tolerate a fool going out in the name of his disciple—anyway, he could perfectly master the knowledge he had learned by himself.

But being forced to accommodate another person's slow learning progress made him uncomfortable.

In today's transformation class, Fuyue, who finished the course content early, was bored, and transformed his handkerchief into gardenias, jasmines, lotuses, white chrysanthemums, lilies, etc., and all kinds of flowers he could think of. Lily of the valley for basic requirements.

Seeing Harry sitting next to him, with an anxious expression on his face that wanted to help but didn't know where to start, B continued to cast spells slowly on the bell-shaped handkerchief that finally took on the shape of a bell, as if nothing to do with him in the past. The unhappy Fuyue finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"It's just a magic trick, isn't it difficult?" He dropped his handkerchief, pointed at B's with his wand, and turned it into a small flower like a bell. What have you been thinking about tonight?"

"The professor prefers you! What about you! You have only learned a little bit after tossing and tossing! I don't know how much I can use independently!"

"It took me half an hour to master it, and I have to wait for you for an extra two and a half hours! Why are you so big-faced and feel at ease so that everyone will accommodate you?!"

Fuyue really held back for a long time, talking like a cannonball, spit out all the dissatisfaction in one breath, and immediately felt a lot better.

Well, the professor can fire him, let him go back and be his team leader with peace of mind, get promoted and raise his salary to reach the pinnacle of his life, and he will be clean.He thought maliciously, not without anger.

Harry wasn't too surprised to hear Fuyue go crazy.The disparity between the qualifications of the two disciples is too great, and sooner or later there will be such a conflict. Fuyue thinks about himself and feels sorry for wasting time, which is understandable.

"You're right, Fuyue." He nodded calmly.

Fu Yue didn't expect to get this kind of response at all, he opened his mouth like a fish out of water, and spit out a single sound in a daze: "... huh?"

Harry gave his disciple a reassuring smile, to show that he wasn't deliberately speaking ironically, and said, "It's really not good to keep you waiting for Ah Yi's progress. You could have learned more."

He urgently revised the teaching syllabus and decided to only teach the most basic part of B, leaving the rest of the expanded knowledge to Fuyue to enrich his spare time.

But after such an incident, although Yi didn't express his concern, Uchiha, who has a strong self-esteem, is still a little embarrassed.Seeing that he couldn't learn much, and that B couldn't break through the bottleneck, Harry simply decided to change the afternoon class to outdoor activities.

In order not to frighten the innocent people, he cast a disillusionment spell on himself and his two disciples, and took three broomsticks to the open space near the apartment.

During the last flying lesson, he had already taught him how to ride and how to control the direction. For a ninja, maintaining balance in the air could not be easier.So this time he waved his hand and let the beginners fly freely.

He believed too much in the strength of his disciples, and instead of staying on the ground to observe in case of emergencies according to the normal duties of a flight teacher, he took the lead on the broom and rushed into the air.

After quickly climbing tens of meters, he leveled the broom and looked down. Both disciples flew up on the broomsticks, and they seemed to be flying pretty well.

He was completely relieved and concentrated on enjoying the fun of wind speed.

After flying freely for a while, Harry, who was fighting wits and courage with the imaginary Snitch, suddenly heard Fuyue exclaimed, and lowered his head, just in time to see B wobbly falling off the broom.

That is about 20 meters in the air, even if B adjusts his posture in time and lands, his legs will be broken by the huge impact.Not to mention that the thin boy seemed to have lost consciousness for some reason, and was falling rapidly with his head on his head.

Harry swooped down quickly, reaching out to cast a spell, but the spell's flight couldn't keep up with the force of gravity.Fu Yue, who was originally under the second queen, also controlled the steering of the broom, and rushed towards the figure who was about to break his neck.

In the blink of an eye, B was stopped by an invisible obstacle, and his falling momentum was slightly slowed down.The next second, Fuyue reached out and grabbed his arm, and the two of them rolled to the ground together.

Harry, who was one step late, jumped off the broom, pulled up the two disheartened disciples, checked to make sure that they were not injured, and relieved his hanging heart.

He was still a little scared, and at the same time, he was surprised that Fuyue stretched out his hand desperately to save him. If it hadn't been for the non-staff and silent spell he cast urgently that took effect at the last moment, Fuyue might have his arm broken by the inertia of Yi's fall.

Fu Yue recovered from the tense feeling that his life was hanging by a thread. He was a little embarrassed to be stared at, rubbed his painful shoulders, pretended to be fierce and widened his eyes, and said bravely: "I——I am I'm afraid that he will fall into a bloody mess, and it will be too troublesome to collect the body."

The duplicitous Uchiha boy, although he dislikes a person so much that he wants to die forever, he still won't stand idly by in the face of a life's safety.

This is the inherent goodness that has not been eroded by blood and darkness.

Harry softened his eyes silently, turned to B who had gone wrong for no reason, and found that the boy's face was pale, his bangs were sticking to his forehead wetly, and his eyelids were half-drooped, in a daze.

Harry is not unfamiliar with this look - when he first made a broomstick, he invited Orochimaru to ride with him, but Orochimaru was afraid of heights, so after flying with him, everyone was frightened and stupid, and his performance was similar to that of Oshemaru now. Almost—and B is obviously more serious.

"Are you afraid of heights?" You didn't say anything when you were obviously afraid, but when you tried to fly high, you were forced to pass out by physical fear, which almost caused irreparable consequences.Harry was both annoyed at his own carelessness and angry at the fact that one of his disciples had done something wrong without regard for safety.

It was rare for him to show his honesty. He pressed B's shoulder and asked, "Why didn't you tell me that you are afraid of heights? I have emphasized it before class, right? If you feel unwell, you should stop and rest immediately. Don't be brave." .You don’t cherish your life so much?!”

B remained silent, broke free from his confinement, turned his back and squatted down, huddled up with his hands covering his head, his voice muffled in his clothes: "It's my fault, I'm sorry."

Harry said in his heart that usually he said so little, but he admitted his mistakes sincerely. After his anger dissipated a little, he heard B continue: "Please punish me."

……Um? ?How did it involve punishment?

"I didn't say I would punish you, come on, stand up." He stretched out his hand to support B, his thin body trembled under his touch, but obediently stood up straight with the strength, and turned to face him hesitantly.

Harry looked at the boy's almost habitual posture - bowing his head, hugging his stomach and chest, exposing only the most insignificant shoulders and arms, standard - a self-protective posture ready to be beaten.

Harry froze for a moment, and a terrible guess came to his mind.

He stretched out his hand and rolled up B's overlong clothes.As the clothes were lifted, slender and hideous scars were revealed, criss-crossing, some of which were old, and some were obviously recent works.

Looking at the back and arms, it was also shocking, and there were two streaks of blood still oozing out.

Shocked and angry, he healed the two new wounds with magic, and asked, "Who hit it?!"

This question is actually nonsense, Harry's magic teaching has attracted much attention, and even the two official disciples have become the focus of attention of the village's senior management.Who else could beat B up like this in such a grand manner, other than his immediate boss?

Even so, B still shook his head, opened his eyes and told nonsense, insisting that the wounds that were obviously caused by whipping were caused by himself.

Harry suppressed his anger, and tried with a pleasant face: "Didn't you tell your boss about the difficulty of learning magic?"

"I said it, but..." B didn't doubt him, and only halfway through the truthful answer did he realize that he had made a slip of the tongue, and closed his mouth resentfully to stop the conversation.

Yes, he must have told the truth. His immediate superior was not reconciled and dissatisfied with his limited learning achievements, so he used whipping to 'urge' him to study hard every day.

Although it was a matter of convenience when he accepted B at the beginning, after becoming a teacher, Harry has logically brought the boy into his circle of protection. Seeing this situation, he couldn't bear it.

Without saying a word, he took B aggressively to the root base.

Harry also served in Genbu, and hated this place to the extreme. He was unwilling to take a step into the dark and deep passage, so he simply stopped by the door and fought with Gennin who was guarding the gate unceremoniously.

He deliberately kept one hand aside, allowing the battle to go back and forth, making some huge noises. Sure enough, after a while, Danzo came out surrounded by a group of Gennin.

"Stop it all! What's the fuss about? Huh?" Danzo shouted, his eyes locked on Harry for the first time, and his brows frowned.

Because of all kinds of historical grievances, he has always hated to see Harry, and when he saw Harry, he looked disgusted and impatient - not really disgusted, but just brooding that the other party's abilities could not be used by him. .

Harry didn't want to see him either, he didn't salute because of his identity as Anbu, he straightened his back proudly, and got straight to the point: "Your child B was beaten, I came here specially to ask you, to see if you know who did it."

Danzo looked at the slender and criss-crossed whip marks on Harry's arm, and then at B, his eyes sharpened: "He sued you?"

As soon as B's knees softened, his whole body's center of gravity sank, and he was about to kneel down and admit his mistake. Harry put his arms around him and forcibly supported him.

"It has nothing to do with him." Looking at Danzo's attitude, Harry knew that it was useless to reason.His last idea of ​​"at least maintaining respect on the surface" is gone - he really wants to save face, but he can't bear the shame of others!

He stopped using honorifics and said bluntly, "What did you hit him for?"

Danzang is at least a courageous person, and he didn't shirk responsibility, and simply admitted what he did: "You don't need to study hard, you should fight."

"Study hard or not, shouldn't I, the teacher, have the final say?" Harry didn't like to hear these words, and tried his best to vindicate one of his disciples, "Ah Yi's qualifications are not very good, you have to learn things slowly. Some, but he's been working hard."

Danzang let out a low snort, not believing his words: "Who knows if it's because he's not talented enough, or he didn't work hard enough, or...you're trying to hide something?"

Harry understands: Danzo has always felt that he treats the two official disciples differently, and he can’t put pressure on him directly, so he can only double the pressure on B, hoping that B can be in front of him more in order to suffer less and behave well '.No wonder the little fool B is very slow in learning magic under his guidance, and he often asks him for scrolls with 'secret techniques' recorded, saying that he wants to study by himself in his spare time.

He has never seen such a brazen person in Danzo, who wantonly speculates on others maliciously, and can logically push the blame on others.It's like punching someone for no reason and saying "I don't want to hit you either, you put your face on my fist yourself".

He was furious for a while, and there was a brief blank in his mind, and he didn't answer for a long time.

Danzang thought he was guilty, and said clearly: "Is that true? Even if you are dissatisfied with me, you can't blame my subordinates. He is still a child after all."

After listening to these words, people who don't know will think that Harry is really the kind of person who holds grudges and hurts innocent people.

The surrounding Gennin exchanged a few glances, watching Harry's eyes gradually change from scrutiny to disdain, and by the way, they also looked up at their superiors: Danzo-sama personally stood up for his subordinates, it is really wise and powerful !

Harry didn't bother to care what the brainwashed gangsters were thinking. He raised his eyebrows and asked back, "Oh? You knew he was just a child? I thought he was just someone you could use in your mind. Where are the tools?"

Danzo was a little embarrassed when his true thoughts were revealed, and he choked for a moment, but his eyes became more fierce.

He crossed his arms, stared at Harry for a while, then suddenly relieved, and sneered: "Stop pretending to be a sanctimonious person who is sincerely thinking about your disciples, don't think I don't know who you are. "

"Senior Tuo told me many irrational things about you many years ago. You have been able to live safely until now, but you have hidden them deeply."

Nohara Taku is the uncle's name.After many years, hearing the old friend from someone he hated, Harry was a little dazed, followed by uncontrollable anger.

He has not forgotten that when Orange Water was almost sent for human experimentation, it was also because of Danzo's 'credit' behind it.

Then?Then the uncle participated in the experiment for Orange Water, and was forcibly snatched back by him. In the end, he felt that he could not make more contributions to Konoha other than providing his body to the scientific research team. In Orange Water, he was successfully admitted to Anbu , In the second half of my life, I have a backward choice to end the rest of my life sadly.

As one of the behind-the-scenes people, still have the face to call uncle by his real name, and call him senior?

—Is he worthy?

Harry was furious to the extreme, but unexpectedly calmed down, looked at Danzo coldly, and wanted to hear how many weird words could come out of that mouth.

Danzo looked down at him, as if he was sure that he couldn't refute: "I have nothing to say? You are also a person who will use all means to achieve your goal. Don't pretend, we are all the same."

Harry laughed angrily.

It's a good deal.That's right, he is indeed a shadow living on the dark side. He is loyal to Konoha on the surface, but in fact he has been working for the sand.But he knows that bad things have to be done secretly, and he is tortured by his conscience and bottom line all the time. Why does this person feel superior when he is a villain?

"Bah! Who's the same as you?" He was disgusted at the thought of being compared with Danzang, "Ming people don't talk dark words, I look down on you!"