[HP/Naruto] Be a ninja magician

Children are truly amazing creatures.

When you get along with them day and night, you will feel that they have not grown in years; but as long as you are separated for a few days, you will find that they are almost the same every day.

Seeing you again after half a year, Harry was shocked by the changes in his three children.

Lin's hair has grown to her shoulders, and her height has also been raised. Perhaps it is the first time she has lived independently from her parents for so long, and her whole temperament has changed a little. She has matured a lot. hugged.

Kakashi is also growing fast like a sapling. In addition to growing taller, he has also become stronger. The outline of the muscles that are emerging can be seen on the arms and legs. It is said that it is because he has been intensively training in gymnastics recently. reason.

Obito... Uh, Obito doesn't seem to have changed much, except for a pair of goggles on his face. According to him, he is getting older and may open Sharingan at any time, so he must protect his eyes well.

Hearing Obito mentioning the Uchiha clan's traditional pupil art, Kakashi, who is an expert at finding faults, immediately retorted: "It's a good idea, the tail of the crane is the tail of the crane, you will never be able to open Sharingan in your life."

Obito couldn't hear those words, so he rushed forward with a groan, and wrestled with Kakashi.

The nanny and mentor, Minato, was obviously used to such scenes, and stood aside helplessly spreading his hands to Harry, making a gesture of 'they always do this, I can't help it'.

Harry nodded slightly, thanking the other party for his care during this period of time, then grabbed one with each hand, and forcibly separated the two boys who rolled into a ball: "Okay, don't make trouble, it's time to go home."

After sending Obito to the Uchiha clan, he visited Mikoto Fugaku and the couple's newborn son, and then brought Lin and Kakashi back to the apartment to settle down. Harry went out alone again, heading for Ichiga's house.

It was getting late, every household had already rested, the moonlight poured down like water, the bamboo in the yard was filled with water, and it made a "pong" sound when it was knocked on the stone, making the surroundings more and more quiet.

Yihe hadn't slept yet, the lamp was lit in the living room, and he listened closely, only to realize that he was receiving guests, and several people were chatting in a very low voice.

"...In general, almost everything that needs to be arranged has been arranged. As long as you give an order, everyone will respond." The voice of a man in his 30s said so, which sounded familiar, and seemed to be Hinatakawa.

"In my opinion, now is the best time - the patriarch led a large army to the front line of Wuyin. There is only one old sub-family in the village. His Highness Rizu is too soft-hearted and indecisive. He can't organize enough in a short time." A powerful counterattack." It was another younger voice.

"That fellow Rizai should pay more attention... Tsk, they are clearly twins born of the same mother. Rizai's personality is clearly more suitable for that position than his brother, but just because he was born a few minutes later, he has fallen into the same position as us." This is a situation where people are judged on their merits, and three-year-olds understand the truth, but the old-fashioned people in the Zong family don’t understand, 呿!” This time, a female voice was used. She is an extremely rare female ninja in the Hyuga clan where patriarchy prevails. She also has a dazzling black short hair, which looks like a genetically mutated Uchiha.

"Speaking of which, aren't you the fiancée of His Royal Highness Rizu? You will soon be a member of the Zong family, why do you still get involved in this matter?" The young voice said.

"Wow! Who wants to stay in the family and marry someone as a reproductive machine? You don't think that the marriage contract is something I can decide on my own? If it weren't for the fact that there are no cute young ladies who are willing to take me away, I also want to come out in public and it will be a matter of course Leave the family and become an unfettered free man!" said the female voice.

"Come on, who told me two days ago that Uchiha can live out his own self, and wants to change his registration and become an Uchiha?"

"...Do you have to quarrel with me at a time like this? It's rare for Mr. Yihe to come back and he's discussing something important. Can you not be so childish?"

The two had a small quarrel, and Hyugagawa intervened: "Both of you should stop in moderation, and listen to the instructions quietly....Master Yihe?"

After a long silence, Yihe spoke: "At the moment of the war, there are many heroes around, and the Hyuga clan is doing their best to help the village resist foreign enemies. If an incident occurs at this time, it will trap us into injustice. Just wait, don't worry, we There is plenty of time to think about it in the long run.”

He comforted several people separately, sent the guests away one after another, walked back to the living room along the corridor, sat down in his original position, turned off the oil lamp, and said, "How long do you plan to stay there?"

Harry was still squatting in the corner, restraining his breath, not responding and not showing himself.

Yihe was not in a hurry, sat quietly, poured a cup of tea and sipped it slowly.

The two sides competed silently.

After drinking a cup of tea, Yihe sat for a while, and finally couldn't hold back anymore, got up and approached Harry's hiding place.

He didn't open his eyes, and Harry didn't move, letting him grope in the air like a blind elephant, first finding the head, from the top of the head to the cheek, then from the cheek to the shoulder, and finally grabbing the arm and pushing it against the wall.

Yihe held down the 'uninvited guest', bowed his head closer, lowered his voice to the lowest, and issued an expulsion order indifferently and dignifiedly: "I told you, you shouldn't come here."

Harry was not afraid at all, looked straight into his eyes, and retorted: "Isn't it just to make me angry and keep me away from you, so that I don't know these little secrets of yours?"

Yihe frowned, remembering to settle the account: "I wanted to ask before, how did you know..."

Halfway through the conversation, he realized that it would be pointless to pursue the cause of the incident, and changed his words: "Forget it. There is no impenetrable wall in the world. You have those means and information channels, and it will be a matter of time before you know."

He lowered his eyes, took a breath, and when he looked up again, the looseness in his voice was gone, replaced by an unquestionable firmness and determination: "This is my own decision, and it has nothing to do with you, you, never Sure, get involved in this matter!"

He never expected that Harry would say, "Oh, I wasn't going to intervene."

Yihe: "..."

During the few seconds of his silence, Harry self-servingly presented the facts to him and reasoned: "You also know that I have means. If I want to intervene, this matter will not be in the planning stage. Offenders don't want to stand in line, isn't there a big name in the village?"

Yihe: "...!"

These words were so logical and shocking that he was so frightened that he congratulated half of his life, and quickly covered his mouth that was arrogant: "Shh! Can you say such nonsense casually? Your lord has a lot of things to do every day, and the things you work on are life-and-death matters." National affairs, how can there be no time to control the trivial troubles of our ninja clan..."

Harry said vaguely in the palm of his hand: "That's not necessarily the case. The favored servants around him make some innocuous little requests, as long as he is in a good mood, there is no reason not to agree."

Yihe's eyes widened.

Surprised to the extreme, he... was not so surprised.

Inexplicably, I also had the idea of ​​'if it is this person, it is not surprising that he did such a thing'.

He resolutely decided not to get entangled in this matter, and changed the subject bluntly: "Since you have no intention of getting involved, why do you still come to me?"

The next second, his hand covering Harry's mouth was released as quickly as an electric shock, his face was flushed red, and the blood crept up his neck and spread behind his ears.

He tightened his fingers and clenched his hand into a fist, only feeling that the soft kiss on the palm of his hand was a small group of too hot flames, which ignited his meridians and blood vessels, and burned all the way to the bottom of his heart.

Harry was not surprised to receive such a big reaction. He had obviously lived together for nearly ten years, and had done what he should do countless times, but Yihe's face was still as thin as that innocent young boy back then.

He bent his eyes and said with a smile, "Of course I came to look for you because I missed you."

Yihe obviously didn't expect to get such a simple and straightforward answer, he opened his mouth and lost his voice.

"Although I looked down and didn't see you when I was on the front line, there were too many people and I didn't have many opportunities to be alone, so I had to carry a gun with my gun when I said a word." Harry continued, "I miss you in my dreams, you must Miss me too—I didn’t show up just now, and you discovered me, so you miss me?"

He made a head start and beat back, the upright Hinata naturally didn't want to bear this 'crime', and was brought into the discussion involuntarily.

"You are really...! How I found you, you should know better than me." Yihe pulled out a necklace from his collar, and picked up the pendant to his fingertips.

It was a translucent crystal that sealed an Irene's feather, containing Harry's Chakra and the life-saving magic left by Harry.

The magic power will interact with its master, and the closer it gets, the hotter it will become, like a second heart attached to the chest.

Of course Harry knew this principle, he smiled indifferently, noncommittal, waited for Yihe to put the necklace back, and then asked abruptly: "Do you want a loving kiss?"

Yihe was dumbfounded for the umpteenth time that night.

He looked away, blushed and stammered, "You...don't talk nonsense anymore! This is not the right time..."

Regardless of the timing or not, Harry raised his hand, pressed the back of Yihe's head, and blocked all the words of rejection with kisses.

The moment his lips and tongue touched, Yihe let go of his arm, wrapped his arms around his waist, and tightened it tightly.The strength is so great that it seems to rub him into his body.

After the kiss was over, both of them gasped a little.

The moonlight is bright outside the window, and the room is dark, and the atmosphere is mellow and peaceful.

Maybe it was the darkness that brought a sense of security, maybe it was the yearning that was so deep in my heart, but Ichiga still didn't let go, maintaining this overly tight hug.

On the rare occasion he indulged, Harry followed him, resting his chin on his shoulder, playing with his hair one after another, and couldn't help a low chuckle as he played.

"I see, you're called Mensao, Xiao Yihe. Uh huh? You say no, but your body is still very honest."

...Then he was thrown out of the house by Ichiga who became angry from embarrassment.

By the way, he also got the ban of "No more coming!"

Harry is not a man who obeys the rules, so these words come in one ear and come out in the other, and it is right to listen to them as flirting.

He put on the illusion charm, touched the corner of his mouth, and went home to sleep contentedly.

Relying on loving kisses to fill up the blue bar, Harry felt like he was doing it again.

He devoted himself to the still busy battle with full energy. He took part in various meetings and brought back the magic teaching that had been interrupted in the early stage.

Thanks to Danzo, when he left the village last time, he left the village in too much haste, and only had time to leave the apprentice with a finished wand and some homework for self-study. Now that he checked his learning results, he found that Obito's progress was extremely slow, so much Among the elementary spells, the only one that can be used proficiently is the Flying Curse.

Not only that, Obito also has some misunderstandings about the use of wands.

On this day, Harry was sitting next to the indoor training ground at home, watching Kakashi and Obito doing battle practice while being his daughter's acupuncture doll.

Kakashi was holding White Fang, without taking off the scabbard, and knocked on Obito's head with the scabbard, "Bang bang" sounded, similar to whack-a-mole: "The movement is too slow, the reaction is slow, You will never survive the battle like this. Hurry up, at least have a decent counterattack, and hurry up—”

Obito was terribly annoyed by this humiliating attack, his teeth chattered, and he couldn't even recite spells smoothly, let alone fight back effectively.

After being chased and knocked a few more times, he stood still and said angrily, "Stop hitting me on the head with a knife! I'm really going to get angry!"

"It's none of my business that you're angry." Kakashi didn't take the opponent's declaration to heart at all. White Fang turned a corner on his hand, bypassing Obito's hand protecting his head, and again at an extremely tricky angle. Tapped Obito on the back of the head, "Don't stand there stupidly, keep going."

Obito cried out in pain, two drops of physiological tears dripped from the corners of his eyes, half forced and half dissatisfied, he raised his wand again, stumbling and continuing to try to cast spells.

He is a young wizard just getting started, and he hasn't even reached the age of the first year of Hogwarts. He is naturally very unskilled in casting spells. swooning", all failed.

Before he himself had time to be discouraged, Kakashi stopped the offensive first, and retracted White Fang behind his backhand. The magnetic buckle caught the iron knife seat, making a slight "click" sound.

Kakashi turned his head and said to Harry: "I don't want to fight him anymore. Fighting him won't help my practice. I might as well fight Kai."

Kai, whose full name is Mai Te Kai, is the son of Mai Te Dai, and also Kakashi's partner in learning gymnastics during this period.

Harry didn't say yes or no, just silence.

——It's not that he doesn't want to talk, the main reason is that Lin's hands are unfamiliar, which makes him numb, and he can't move for a while.

Obito was not reconciled to being underestimated, so he simply gave up using magic, and rushed forward with clenched fists: "You are too deceitful! Idiot Kakashi!"

Kakashi dodged the punch without looking back, took out White Fang again, turned around, and knocked Obito hard on the forehead.

This time, he slapped him hard, and the place where he was hit immediately became red and swollen.Not only is his hand heavy, but his mouth is also unrelenting: "You don't use magic and rely on physical skills? What gives you confidence? Come on, I'll let you have one hand, and see if you can hit me."

He kept his word, and put his left hand behind his back, leaving only his right hand holding Bai Fang, from front to back, left, right, up, down, and knocked Obito's head 360 degrees without any dead angle.

Obito was powerless to fight back, and was knocked so hard that the whole field ran around, tearing from the pain.

Even Lin, who was concentrating on getting the needles, couldn't stand it any longer, and advised: "Oh, Kakashi, take it easy, it's just training, don't bully Obito like this."

It's good that Lin didn't make a sound, but as soon as he made a sound, Obito remembered that the girl he had a crush on was watching him lose face from the sidelines.

He was angry and anxious, annoyed and angry, his face was flushed red, and he was so ashamed and angry that he almost wished he could get under the ground on the spot.

However, Kakashi didn't show mercy to him, and said coldly, "There are too many flaws, Obito, are you really the Uchiha who is famous as an elite?", and the scabbard hit him on the head with the words.

Obito was trembling with anger at these words, his blood was running hot, and he immediately stretched out his hand and shouted: "Kakashi's sword is flying!"

The short knife and white teeth moved in response to the sound, broke free from the shackles of the little master, and flew into his hand.