[HP/Naruto] Be a ninja magician

Maybe it's because he hasn't left Hidden Sand Village through the normal way (not apparating) in the past two years, or maybe it's because there are always people chasing after him. Harry has never felt that the desert is so big. The road to the border of the country is so long.

Although I was lucky enough to encounter only two small sandstorms on the way, when I finally saw the Populus euphratica trees stretching like a city wall on the border, it was already the second day of fleeing.

Yihe's injuries from the torture were still not fully healed, and he didn't close his eyes for several days and nights. His physical condition was visibly getting worse and worse. The panting sound was like that of a bellows, and when he coughed hard, he would spit out some blood-tinged phlegm.

Harry really couldn't see it, and after briefly throwing off Shayin's pursuers, he forced Yihe to stop in the Populus euphratica forest.

Ichiga looked at him disapprovingly: "It's too risky to rest in this situation, at least you have to wait until you leave the Kingdom of Wind and enter the border of the Kingdom of Sichuan—"

"I'm tired, I won't be able to walk if I don't rest." Harry sat down directly on the ground, playing a rogue, "According to our pace, it will take half a day to reach the country of Sichuan, whether you can bear it or not, Anyway, I can't stand it."

Unwilling to compromise, Yihe said forcefully, "Then I'll go by myself."

He left as soon as he said, and Harry didn't stop him. He walked more than ten meters away, stopped on his feet, stood still for a long time, turned back unwillingly, and came to Harry with a club, and kept his mouth shut.

Harry raised his eyebrows knowingly, and took out something from his bag: "Looking at my memory, I should give you a share of supplies. The knife is already with you, and I will give you some kunai and shuriken , and then maps, water, dry food, flint, flares..."

He took it out, and Yihe stuffed it into the ninja bag on his waist.The ninja tool bag was taken from a lone sand ninja. With a conventional design, considering portability and concealment, the inner tank is not much bigger than a palm. After putting three kunai and seven or eight shurikens, If you try to squeeze a map, you won't be able to fit more things anyway.

Yihe looked at the overstuffed small bag under his hand, and then at the one under Harry's hand, his eyes flicked between the two for several times, a little suspicious of his own eyes.

The opponent's is a backpack, which is bigger than his, but not much bigger, but just like a bottomless pit, the contents of these things are far more than an ordinary backpack, let alone he saw it with his own eyes. But the other party took out milk bottles, milk powder, diapers and other things from the bag to take care of the baby with him.

Looking at it, Yihe felt a little resentful, but after thinking about it, he felt that his seriousness was quite unreasonable.

Yes, why should he be dissatisfied?The other party is essentially a sand hermit ninja, and he and he belong to two hostile camps. It is already very abnormal to face each other without weapons. How can he dare to expect equal treatment without any secrets?

He is an Anbu who has received formal training, and he thinks that his emotional management is in place, his expression and eyes are tightly restrained, but the other person seems to be able to read his mind, he just glanced at him, then bent his eyes and smiled, persuading: " Well, don’t be angry, I’ll make one for you later.”

——As if coaxing an ignorant child.

Yihe is thin-skinned, and after making such a fuss, he can't bring up the task of leaving the team and doing it alone, so he has to straighten his clothes and sit down on the floor.

"Aren't you leaving again?" Harry teased, seeing that Yihe was really going to be annoyed, he wisely put away his teasing thoughts, took out a few bottles of potions, and handed them over.

Yihe took it, held it in his hand and looked at it, he was familiar with the color and condition of several bottles, which were for replenishing blood and treating internal injuries, but he had never seen one bottle before.

He drank the other bottles, leaving only the one he hadn't seen before, and cast a questioning look at the pharmacist.

"The potion of strong energy is better than the ones you have drunk before." Harry explained in a timely manner, "It can make you full of energy and look radiant."

Yihe glanced at him a few times, apparently skeptical, but he had always behaved well, and he had been working hard to help heal his injuries. The injured didn't ask any more questions, hesitated for a while, unscrewed the bottle cap and drank it.

Soon, Yihe opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and asked, "What did you drink... exactly...!"

The following words came to an abrupt end with his uncontrollably drooping eyelids.

Harry reached out to catch the collapsed body, and placed the other person's head on his shoulders, his voice half like a laugh, half like a helpless sigh: "The correct name should be 'Life and Death Water', but it doesn't matter, okay Go to sleep."

Maybe it was really exhausted to the extreme, Yihe slept through the whole day with this sleep.When I woke up again, it was no longer the Populus euphratica forest beside me, but a lush bush, the sound of "crashing" water sounded nearby, and my breath was full of damp and sticky water vapor.

The Kingdom of Chuan, as the name suggests, is a country built on rivers. The rainwater brought by the Land of Rain's successive years of torrential rains converges into a river at the junction of the two countries, winds its way through the Kingdom of Rivers, and finally flows into the sea in the south.

After fully waking up, the anger of being deceived instantly captured Ichiga's mind. He was annoyed at the other person's sudden calculation, and hated himself for trusting the smooth words of the 'enemy'.

After discovering that his clothes had been quietly changed while he was still asleep, he was so ashamed and indignant that he even trembled slightly in anger, he gritted his teeth and said each word: "This is what you told me, 'energy potion'?! "

"Isn't that right?" Harry squatted by the river washing diapers, turning a blind eye to the knife hanging around his neck as always, and the swaddle was hanging behind his back, dangling with his movements, "No amount of energy potion can beat that." What a good night's sleep."

He was stunned for a moment, and he really felt the power pouring out of his body. His condition actually improved a lot after waking up. It is conservatively estimated that his strength should have recovered by [-]%.

His anger subsided quite a bit, what was left was more fear and annoyance, and he was not so confident when he spoke again: "Then you—then you must at least tell me first..."

The other party's tone was full of inexplicable familiarity and understanding: "If you knew in advance that it was a sleeping pill, would you drink it?"

Yihe was speechless.

After washing the diapers, Harry blew them to half-dry, put them in the bag and put them away, stood up, dropped the swaddles one by one, and hung them back on his chest.

The sound of water and wind beside my ears remained the same, but there was an inexplicable smell in the air.

"You found out too?" Harry asked Ichiha who quietly retracted the knife behind him without looking back.

Yihe replied in a deep voice, "Yes."

"It's really lingering." Harry sighed, took a step back, and put on a back-to-back defensive posture with Yihe, "How many people are here?"

"23."

Harry was stunned, Sha Yin was never considered to have a strong population, and most of the people on the battlefield were gathered by puppets. In order to hunt down the two of them, they actually sent out six teams in one go. In the next round, it was time for Fengying to fight in person.

"I'm in a hurry." He sighed, his tone was supposed to be teasing, but his tone was not as domineering as before.

Yihe keenly noticed the change in his attitude, turned his head and looked at him.

Harry confessed generously: "My magic power is almost exhausted, so I have to plan carefully and use it sparingly. I can no longer hide with the Disillusionment Charm. For the rest of the journey, the two of us have to fight hard."

He also took out a knife from his bag, and the blade rubbed against the scabbard to make a tooth-piercing sound: "Sha Yin has lost all his money, and if we don't succeed, we will be benevolent."

On the road ahead, not only Harry, but even Yihe had never encountered such a dangerous situation.The flashes of swords and swords are in full swing, non-stop.Killing intent and fighting intent are intertwined into an airtight net, together with the pervasive poisonous gas, oppressing people's senses and heart.

Yihe couldn't help but be thankful, fortunately, he slept before the battle and recovered most of his physical strength and energy, otherwise he would have died suddenly under the double pressure of body and spirit before being killed by the enemy.

However, even if the state is adjusted in advance, it does not mean that you can come out on top in a high-intensity battle.There are only two of them, while the other party has a total of 23 people!

The reality is not to write novels, there are not so many legends about one against many.Enemies will not line up one after another in a regular manner. In most cases, if one person is dealt with, the rest of the people will have to be stabbed several times; unless they have an unbreakable mass destruction ability and can complete the confrontation in the blink of an eye. Harvest on the battlefield, otherwise, even if the god of war descends to earth, he will sooner or later be defeated by the crowd tactics.

Ichiga was originally at the level of Jonin, but due to the talent bonus of the Hyuga clan, one-on-one melee combat can barely be regarded as invincible.But just as reflected by being surrounded and captured by Sha Yin before, Rouquan is not suitable for one-to-many, and his white eyes are no longer a pair. Although the caged bird has been released, the missing right eye still brings a large area of ​​vision In the blind spot, the strength has been greatly affected, and it is becoming more and more difficult to respond to the enemy.

As for Harry, what little magic he had left had to be saved just in case, and he had to fall back and fight like a ninja.However, he is not good at using ninjutsu, and barely passes the level of physical jutsu and ninja tools. With years of accumulated combat experience, he can be regarded as a half-baked special ninja level at best.

The two people were able to forcibly fight a bloody path from the initial siege, but it was because each of them had mastered the absolute defense of armor and body protection and returning to the sky.

But they all know that defense is the most passive last resort. As long as no effective attrition is caused, they will eventually run out of energy in the long tug-of-war, and eventually have to be caught without a fight.

Fighting and retreating all the way, the shuriken, kunai and Senbon were all consumed, both knives were curled, and the body was soaked in sweat countless times, and it was hard to tell whether the blood on the body was the enemy's blood or the blood of his companions. or your own blood...

By noon the next day, the two of them had reached the end of their rope.

In the forest with unknown coordinates, Harry leaned against a tree, panting heavily.

His wrist was strained due to slashing and slashing with the knife for a long time, and his fingers lost the strength to grasp it, so he had to use a bandage to firmly fix the handle of the knife in his palm.At this time, the sword snatched from Sand Ninja's puppet was almost useless. He tore off the bandage with his trembling left hand, and the sword fell to the ground with a clang, and his right palm immediately felt sore and swollen.

He asked another person next to him: "How many are left?"

Yihe's chakra was almost running out, so he opened his eyes and glanced at it after hearing the words, and replied: "Twelve...or fourteen, there are two wounded, I don't know if they still have the ability to fight."

Harry fell silent.

After a while, he raised his hand and whistled. After waiting for a few seconds, there was a long answering whistle from afar.Half a minute later, with the sound of the branches and leaves being broken, an eagle landed on the top of the tree, and then jumped down step by step.

"Miss Irene." Harry stretched out his hand to take it, stroked the jet-black feathers, and got a peck in displeasure, "Thank you for your hard work earlier, well done."

Ichiga had seen this crow falcon—before they entered the woods, they were surrounded by sand ninja. It was the crow falcon that suddenly appeared and scratched the eye of the commander of the sand hidden army, which gave them a chance to break through.

So it wasn't a miracle from heaven, but this man's instigation?

... There is actually someone who can domesticate crow falcons? !

Regardless of what Guan Yihe was thinking, Harry took off the blood-stained swaddle on his chest, fastened it tightly with the remaining bandages, added a few protective spells, and brought it to Irene: "Take her away , go to Konoha's troops—the one you know, who wears that kind of forehead protector, and give it to them."

Irene is a large bird of prey, bearing the weight of a baby. According to the words, she grabbed the fabric with her claws, flapped her wings and flew up, piercing through the canopy and quickly lifted into the air, and soon turned into a small black spot.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, took out his wand, and summoned his Patronus.

He hadn't used the Patronus Charm for a long time, and after looking at it this time, he realized that his Patronus had completely completed the transformation, no longer a stag with wings, but a griffin.

The legendary overlord of land and sky...

Harry was in a daze for two seconds, then came back to his senses, smiled silently and slightly bitterly, and told the Patronus one by one what he wanted to bring.

The silver-white griffin flapped its wings and flew away as ordered.

"I sent a letter to Konoha Fang's front-line troops. As for whether they will come or not, and whether we can get reinforcements, it's up to God." Harry let out a long breath, closed his eyes, and leaned his head against the person behind him. Tree.

He heard a hoarse and cold voice beside him saying, "It's okay, we will die together at the worst."

"Hey, it's really romantic to fight side by side to the last moment." Harry smiled, "But don't be so pessimistic, wouldn't it be better to live together?"