Ghost-Eyed Black

"How could that be? Godric once attempted suicide with a kunai for peace and to win over Marvolo Gaunt!" Manny's hoarse voice suddenly rose in pitch.

"A ninja with Perfected Sage Body and [Self-Healing without Seals] committing suicide with a kunai?" Zero Burial's words were laced with sarcasm. "You're really getting senile, just like Marvolo back then."

"Got it." A man resembling a pitcher plant, with green hair and skin divided vertically into black and white from the middle of his body, hadn't yet emerged from the ground. "Ron Weasley's flesh and blood." He tossed the scroll in his hand to Fenrir.

As Fenrir took the scythe, he licked it. "Very good, the necessary conditions for [Curse Art: Corpse Blood Possession] have been met. If it fails, it will be my turn."

"Remember to cut off his head," Zero Burial said. "As Asura, Ron Weasley also possesses the Perfected Sage Body."

"I will intervene to stop him. If the three teams are preparing to use the [Corpse Blood Possession], I still think we don't need to be so aggressive," Tom retorted. "Even if we fail, we can still kidnap him. We can release him after the seal is completed and the selection of the Guardian Shinobi is finalized."

"Alright, it's time to go." Zero Burial ignored Tom's words. "Our guests must be getting impatient."

As soon as he finished speaking, an invisible vortex appeared in the air centered on his Mangekyo Sharingan, enveloping the four people present and sucking them in until they disappeared from the spot.

Leaves, roots.

"Welcome, comrades." A man wearing a black and gray kimono with his right arm and right eye bandaged said with a sinister smile.

"Gellert Fudge," Zero Burial sneered, "You are not worthy to be our comrade."

Madison couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of soda. "Did I hear that right? Danzō's name is Gellert Fudge!"

("If you knew the name of Sarutobi Biwako, you would be even more surprised," Basil said. "Isn't the name quite fitting? The bond between the two is like that of Grindelwald and Dumbledore, but their intelligence is like Fudge's, and they think themselves very clever. In short—fierce in appearance but cowardly in reality, good at scheming but indecisive, hesitant to do great things but willing to risk their lives for small gains.")

(Zoe speculated, "Minerva Grindelwald? Same stance, but in love?")

(Madison shook his head. "Professor McGonagall has too much screen time. They should use a background character with the same stance, like Pomona Grindelwald.")

("Correct answer," Basil said.)

"But we all have the same goal, don't we? To prevent Ron Weasley from being selected," Fudge said.

"Tom." He looked at the man next to Zero Burial, "I still remember the day we wiped out the Gaunt Clan, the scourge of the ninja world, and fulfilled Teacher Gosaku's last wish."

"I'm Gaunt too." Even Tom, who had wiped out his entire family, couldn't help but retort. "Don't you fucking know how to read the room?"

That day I killed my parents!

"I know." Fudge's eyes were filled with lingering admiration. "Even if Teacher Gosaku were to come back to life and see you, he would still think you are the best Gaunt, the perfect Konoha ninja, the successor to the Will of Fire, not the born evil Gaunt brat."

"If you are not Death Eater, it wouldn't be impossible for you to become the leader of Root after I die."

"Stop being disgusting, Fudge," Zero Burial said. "Let's get straight to the point."

Fudge clapped his hands, and a Root ninja behind him handed him a vial of green syringe.

"Gryffindor Cell. One of the highest achievements of Yang Release is the ability to conceal the death aura of Death Eater. Who are you planning to have use them?"

Zero Burial stretched out his hand, and with the invisible vortex rising in the air, the syringe appeared out of thin air in his hand.

"This is none of your business, Fudge."

Fudge shook his head. "I hope it's Tom. I hope it's the player representing our Roots."

——

The ruins of Harada Country.

A conversation about the Guardian Shinobi Selection Tournament is also taking place.

"Voldemort, the warrior clan of the Land of Water, you have given me a wonderful surprise."

"James Potter, his name is now Barty Crouch."

"You won't even call me the Fourth Kazekage, do you really think I'd let this Barty Crouch be one of the Sand Ninja's fighters?"

"You will."

With long black hair, golden snake eyes, purple eyeshadow extending to his nose, pale skin, and blue magatama-shaped earrings, the cold and aloof man exuded confidence.

The red-haired, spiky-haired man opposite him frowned.

The stern-faced man added insult to injury, "When you ask for a favor, you should have the proper attitude."

"Asking for help?" The red-haired, spiky man named James Potter scoffed. "Don't tell me you don't know why only ninjas from the four great nations can compete for the Guardian Shinobi."

"The most important component of that demon is the divine tree, but it is not entirely it."

"After the Dadi is desolate, the dark side of people's hearts, disasters, and death serve as soil, and under the effect of sealing, they are transformed into a continuous source of natural energy."

"Natural energy that won't petrify people and isn't tainted by Ghost Qi — Sage Aura."

"It can prolong life, be used for cultivation, increase food production, revive the dead Dadi, and turn deserts into oases."

"During the Warring States Period, the deliberate oppression, killing, and bullying were also for this reason, in order to harvest more [Sage Aura]."

"You don't know how all the Jonin of Konoha acquired their Sage Body?"

"Those are considered Sage Body?" Voldemort scoffed. "They're just things that the Senju and Uzumaki Clan possess from birth, achieved through later cultivation."

"What I want is not [Sage Aura], but another possibility."

"The possibility between the White Eye and the Shikotsumyaku."

"You want to take action against Black?" James Potter was shocked. "Even without the caged bird, there are only five pairs of Black."

The Byakugan of the Hyuga clan is most sensitive to Ghost Qi; even the slightest pollution will turn their eyes black, and they possess superhuman vision capable of detecting Ghost Qi.

Therefore, during the Warring States Period, their English surname was Black, and they were also known as Black the Ghost Eye.

Currently, the individuals in the entire Black Clan who possess the White Eye instead of the Demon Eye are: Clan Chief Orion Black, Clan Chief's daughter Narcissa Black, Bellatrix Black, Clan Chief's brother Alphard Black, and his son Regulus Black.

"Don't worry, I've already fulfilled one of the conditions, the White Eye." Voldemort, "What I haven't fulfilled is the complete Shikotsumyaku. The [Sage Aura] it needs can only be fully matured in the environment around the Land of Demons and the Kama of Salvation."

The young man beside him, who had been silent from the beginning and was now white-haired with two small red dots between his eyebrows, and shirtless, was the owner of the Shikotsumyaku, Barty Crouch, who lowered his head.

"You've said a bit too much," James Potter realized then, noticing that Voldemort seemed to have told him everything.

On a whim, some gold dust had already appeared in the air.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you." Voldemort's voice had turned into a hissing sound.

"A mere sound Illusion Technique? How could that be?" James felt the world spinning before his eyes. The giant hand made of sand gold that suddenly appeared behind him vanished instantly, and his body fell backward.

In the last second of his fading consciousness, he heard Orochimaru's voice, "Why do you think [Parseltongue] is just a simple sound Illusion Technique? It is the White Snake Sage's Word Spirit to all things."

Barty Crouch bit his thumb and pressed it to the ground. Countless runes fanned out, and as white mist appeared, a coffin emerged from it.

"Barty, give him the Thousand-Day Drunk. A month should be enough." By the time he said 'a month,' the voice sounded as if it were coming from James Potter, who was already in a coffin.

Barty looked up and saw Voldemort's long black hair shrink and turn red, his face and body contorting.

In an instant, another James Potter appeared in the same spot.

——

"Konoha is disgusting!" Hagrid clenched his fist. "They put us next to the Demon Eye Clan. Do they think we're unclean?"

(Sirius, who has always been dissatisfied with his family, sneers, "Haha, Ghost Eye, the Black Family's nickname is Ghost Eye, that's awesome.")

"This isn't Konoha's problem," Harry shook his head. "It's all the Fourth Hokage. It was his plan to recruit wandering ninjas that leaked. It was to maintain order. Even I felt some responsibility."

"A wandering ninja?" Magneto curiously.

"Many of the wandering ninjas are former ninjas from Ninja Village that were destroyed by other countries, so there is no shortage of strong ones among them, and they have the methods to cultivate strong ones. For example, the Seven Warlords were formed by Hidden Mist Village in the past," Harry said. "The Fourth Hokage was a step behind us, just to visit one of the wandering ninja groups."

"How shameful," Kang said with disdain. "To share the glory of the Sand Ninja with mere stray dogs."

Petunia was the same, leaning against the huge folding fan, her eyes filled with disgust.

("No! Petunia!" James, who had already come to regard her as his own daughter, began to James this world.)

(While Snape, still in the living world, was unaware of what was happening in the afterlife, he had already begun to subtly whisper in Lily's ear about James's unreliability as a father.)

"The Fourth Hokage must have his reasons," Hagrid awkwardly tried to smooth things over. "He saw more as the Shadow, and our lack of understanding might be because we haven't seen the whole picture."

Hagrid himself didn't believe that.

In fact, there is no limit to the number of participants in the Guardian Shinobi Tournament.

The identity verification is not strict. As long as you have the identity of a Jonin from one of the four great nations, you can participate even if you have no mission experience.

It's like randomly picking up a dog, registering it as a Jonin, and letting it participate in the election.

Even so, no Kage organization recruited wandering ninjas.

This is tantamount to telling the outside world that their Ninja Village has a weak ability to generate new blood and lacks suitable new blood.

That's so embarrassing.

But now the Fourth Kazekage has done this.

"I have Lord Nick Flume's Hiruko." Kang patted the puppet on his back. "Harry inherited the Power of Shukaku and has the protection of his mother; Lehnsherr has the dual Bloodline Limits of Steel Release Magnet Release; Petunia wields the Three-Star Fan and her Wind Release is unparalleled."

(Nick Flume was somewhat disappointed; not only did he not see what his counterpart in the other world looked like, but the appearance of the alchemical golem was also obscured by bandages.)

"Where would we need outsiders, wandering ninjas?"

"That's true, but..." Hagrid wiped away his cold sweat, and the headscarf covering half his face came in handy.

At this moment, Ron also arrived at the residence.

Countless red heads poked out of the windows, looking at him and whispering amongst themselves.

"He's the one who hurt Brother Ron?"

"If he weren't an orphan, I would definitely teach him a lesson."

"What makes him qualified to represent the Weasley Clan in the fight?"

Upon entering the room, Yale quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, nearly half of the Weasley Clan thinks Ron is more suitable, if he hadn't been ordered by the Fourth Hokage to participate as the Son of the Hokage."

"I have a question," Ron asked.

These are not his concerns at all.

"Go ahead," Yale said.

"Have you ever heard of Charlie Weasley, Percy Weasley, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, or Ginny Weasley?" Ron asked.

"Oh," Yale, wiping his eyes with emotion, "You've finally stopped rejecting your family. You've even memorized the names of all the Weasley Clan members who have served as World Guardian Shinobi."

"Ginny too?" Ron's eyes widened. "All previous ones?"

(Ginny: "Ron Weasley, what do you mean? I'm not okay with it?")

Based on the information he had previously gathered— that the Fourth Hokage and his wife were only in their early twenties—it proved that Charlie and the others were not the children of Arthur Prewett and Molly Weasley.

How lucky I am in this world!

He is an only child!

He couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

"Yes, she is too," Yale said. "[Sage Aura] works much better on the Weasley and Gryffindor than on the other families."

"Where's Sirius?" Ron asked.

He began trying to find out more information about 'acquaintances'.

"The Black Family of Ghost Eyes?" Yale frowned. "I've never heard of that name. Sirius, the infamous copycat ninja Lupin Remus, does have a friend in that family, Sirius Gaunt."

(Sirius, who had just been relieved that he wasn't a member of the Blacks, suddenly looked miserable. The Gaunt Clan, with their incestuous marriages and eccentric behavior, were even worse than the Blacks!)

(Also, in this world, he's not James's friend. Lupin is good too, but he doesn't have James.)

"The last one was targeted and trained by the Gaunt Clan as Guardian Shinobi."

"He died as a hero."

"I think this is actually a stroke of luck."

"Otherwise, he would definitely become the next Tom Gaunt."

"The First Hokage is right. The Gaunt Clan is inherently incompatible with the Land of Demons and is not suitable to serve as guardians of the world."

"Ahem, should I not have brought this up?"

"In short, he was killed by the spirits of the Land of Earth while carrying out a mission to clear the wilderness, and in the end, he gave his remaining left eye to Lupin."

"Merlin's Beard!" Ron couldn't help but exclaim.

"Sage Merlin does indeed have a very long beard," Yale said, "But his most distinctive features are the horns on his head, the two cat-ear-like hairs that bulge out, and his Ama-no-Sakahoko."

——

At this time, the group from the Land of Lightning and the Land of Earth also arrived at Konoha Village.

Katy and Susan spotted each other from a distance.