Sorry for the delay but I had some things that needed to be dealt with, namely somethings called exams and school. Graduation also fits there somewhere. Anyway the holidays have started so I can finally have some time to write.

I have made an error in this chapter, to make room for something NEXT chapter, namely Dumbledore was supposed to be to go to the Dursley's but this chapter the search party comes. I have altered previous chapter so Dumbledore summons the team instead of going himself.

NINJA WIZARD CH 6, Apprentice

Harry ducked, a feet appeared in the spot where his head had been moments ago. Harry flipped away. He looked at his opponent, himself. Harry had created several different 'clone-jutsu', such as the mirror-bunshin, the chakra-bunshin and his current opponent, the kage chakra bunshin.

The mirror-bunshin worked as a kage-bunshin with a adjustable chakra capacity, allowing it to take more hits. The chakra-bunshin was a structure of chakra, which was fueled by the caster's chakra.
Finally, the kage chakra -bunshin was a kage-bunshin that kept being fueled by the caster. The most dangerous thing about the technique was that if clone kept taking damage the caster would feel it as well because of the draining chakra and if the caster couldn't disperse the jutsu in time it could kill the caster. On the other hand, it was a great distraction as almost nobody could see the difference because the clone had in fact a working chakra system and didn't disperse at the first blow it got. Nothing pointed to the fact that the KCB was a clone technique, except for a thin chakra-line anchoring the chakra flow, not unlike Kankuro's puppets, invisible to all but those who could see chakra. And nobody that he knew could do that. Harry blocked several punches before jumping into the air. he made a few handseals, "RAIKOU NO JUTSU!!" He called out. A single bolt of lightning struck the ground where the clone stood seconds ago. The clone dissolved in smoke. Harry was surrounded by 'normal' kage bunshins.

'Is the original still here?' the ninja wondered. The move he had been confronted with was a combination of shunshin and kagebunshin, using shunshin to leave (or stay in) the combat zone and letting kagebunshins or mirrorclones to take his place. The opponent would have no way of knowing if the person was in the actual fray or not. Harry's eyes turned red and (in his perception) time slowed down. The 'master' bunshin had also dropped several normal bunshins, much to Harry's surprise. The orbs of focused chakra clearly visible to the all-seeing eyes that were the Sharingan. Harry began tearing through the small army that his opponent had created. Ten minutes later, Harry was once again in combat with his kage chakra-bunshin. Both were using the Uchiha blood-limit. Neither giving in, both panting as their combined chakra-level kept lowering. Suddenly they stopped, "You've gotten better," The clone remarked, "Our, or rather, your chakra reserves have grown."

Harry nodded, "It has bothered me though, a few weeks ago my limit was four kage bunshins. Now it has increased at least fivefold. Also the amount of new creations we made is insane."
The clone smiled, "Perhaps it has to do with these," he pointed at Harry's eyes, "Your control has increased since you awakened Sharingan, it is to be expected that with the growth of control and your reserves that your abilities will be a lot easier to perform. For that second question, Chakra is still given form by our thought. If you are distracted, the jutsu are less powerful. Most of the creations are minor differences to existing jutsu. Like using 'henge' to transform into a naked girl is also a new jutsu."
"True, but certainly it can't be that much improvement to my control or the number of techniques," Harry spoke.
"We are not experts in how chakra works, we have no idea at all. We just use the techniques ,we use chakra but quite frankly we don't have a freaking clue as to how it works with or against our body. Perhaps if we had Byakugan, but we don't."
"So, any ideas as to where we are going to get weapons?"
"Weapons?"
"Dudley's toy-sword is nice and all, but not really useful. We need actual swords of metal and such, kunai, shuriken."
The clone thought for a while, before he smiled, "I might have a solution," He said. He made two handseals, one for kagebunshin, the other for henge. A katana appeared in his hand. "Kagebunshin and henge, just transform the clone into the desired weapon. "Like this?" Harry asked, as he made the motions. Unleashing two kunai at his twin, the original smiled, "This might actually work."
The clone smiled, before he countered with the katana. The kunai vanished in little puffs of smoke. Quickly followed by the katana as the the kage-weapon was dispelled

Suddenly a loud 'POP' was heard. Harry looked at his clone in alarm, the clone had vanished. Harry knew the clone was hidden nearby and not dispelled. Harry had used the clone to add an element of surprise to his fights as well as a decent sparringpartner (Harry didn't want to many people know of his abilities, besides very few would be able to give him a challenge). The clone had the ability to make new attacks, as did Harry. The analogy was a little like that of a pocket PC, Harry (the computer) and the clone (the pocket PC) both were able to collect and store new information without the other having the same information, so there was a way that the two could be surprised by new moves, aside from different tactics in the 'synchronized' techniques.

Harry transformed himself into his weaker looking alter-ego and left his low-level-genjutsu-protected training area. Several more sounds were heard, loud 'CRACKS' like somebody stepped on a branch and enhanced that sound ten times. Harry sighed at the obvious lack of stealth. Stealth was one of the aspects he'd come to like as a ninja. The clone came back, "Wizards," He said, "They are chasing McGonagall, but apparently they are on the same team. Dumbledore's"
Harry nodded, "Can you protect her?" the boy then asked.
The fully dressed shinobi smirked and vanished.

Moody was known for his services to the community, the amounts of dark wizards in custody because of him was considerable. The downside of all this was that the man had become paranoid and quite trigger-happy. His patience was wearing thin at the moment. They have been send to convince Minerva to return to Hogwarts. Four people just for one woman. When they reached a crossing, the transfiguration professor was trapped. The four surrounded her. "Please, return to Hogwarts," He said, "Otherwise we will take action."
"I'd like to see you try," A voice spoke. A figure landed in front of the professor. The figure wore black clothing and a facemask, making it impossible to recognize any features aside that fact the figure was clearly male, "Minerva McGonagall is under my student's protection, and because of that under mine as well. If you want take her, you'll have go through me. And that..." The figure vanished, "won't be easy," Moody heard behind him. The man turned around aiming his wand. The figure grabbed the wand, and took it, "Mahou ka?" the figure muttered, looking at the wand and then looking at his hands, "Mahouton?" He smiled and looked at Moody, who just attempted to punch the strange figure. It was blocked but then the strange man threw the wand at his owner, "Arigatou. My student will take things from here"
The figure vanished in a cloud of cherryblossom. Moody blinked and looked at Minerva, only to see her run away.

"Come back!" One of his companions shouted, running after her. Moody moved in the direction the professor ran, then he stopped. He turned to his left. His magical eye focused on something. His normal eye didn't see it, but according to his other eye there was a mist of sorts in front of him. Behind it were two shapes. One larger then the other. The mist cleared, revealing the shorter one to be a boy and the other McGonagall. The former looked at the ex-auror with piercing green eyes, green eyes which had been the eyes of only one other person. "I am surprised you actually saw through my genjutsu. You are the first, other then myself, to detect it."

Moody pointed his wand at Harry, "Harry Potter.""So you know of me? Interesting."
Moody looked at Minerva, "You met him but didn't tell him he is famous?"
"Well, we managed to started a conversation but three deatheaters interrupted," Minerva started, "I was probably unconscious during that time because I don't remember anything after that. Then I woke up in the guestroom of Harry's family."
"Dumbledore had been afraid of this, your premature arrival disabled the wards that prevented his magical signature from being broadcasted."
"What I want to know is who the hell Dumbledore thinks he is, that he can decide a big part of my life."
"You were just a baby back then."
"And Dumbledore took the decision, even though he is only the headmaster of the school my parents went to. He took decisions regarding me, where he didn't have the authority to do so. He is fortunate that I turned out the way I did. I do not want trouble but I'll defend myself if I need to, same goes for my precious people." Harry took a battlestance.
Moody was surprised, this boy was certainly not a child.
"It's the eye," Harry stated, "It allows you to see through the technique."
Moody nodded, he didn't see the need to lie. Harry smiled, folding his hands in a seal, "Let's test that eye, shall we? BUNSHIN NO JUTSU!!"
Harry suddenly wasn't alone, images of him circled around the auror. With a grin the real one disappeared within the mass of look-a-likes. Moody's magical eye swirled around in its socket, trying to locate the blasted kid. After ten minutes only one 'Harry' remained, it just stood there, smirking.
"What's so funny?"
"That you couldn't see through the illusions. They are not real," Harry spoke from behind.
"When did you?" Both eyes of Moody lost focus on the clone.
"When you were looking at my clone."
Eyes searched the spot where the bunshin stood, it was empty, "Clone?"
"It's a technique of mine, it leaves one or more holograms of the user," the shinobi said, "it is one of the most basic technique in my arsenal. "
Both wizards were stunned, if those techniques were basic then what did he consider advanced?

Another figure appeared in a poof of smoke. It was the kage chakra bunshin, "The genjutsu has been cancelled. The other wizards will be here soon."
Harry nodded, "Understood, I'll take my leave." Both shinobi used shunshin. Moody looked at the spot the two had been standing, "The kid can disaparate?" then he remembered his mission and turned to McGonagall, who was smirking in a familiar way.
His other team-mates ran towards him, "She returned here?"
Mad eye stopped them, "That isn't her. I need to talk to Dumbledore first."
"Are you sure?"
"YES!! WE'RE MOVING OUT!!"
"YES SIR!!"
A shadow watched as the four disaparated. Red eyes reverted to emerald green. The clone silently vanished, swirling leaves marking the spot it just left..
Minerva turned around to look at the son of Lily and James . Harry had just aparated, something that should be dangerous. Not only that but he took her with him as well. Taking somebody with you was not advised by the ministry.
No sound was heard as Harry's 'teacher' appeared.
"And?" Harry asked, without turning around.
"They left," The clone said, "The leader wanted to talk to Dumbledore. Probably about what he has seen. Somebody else here likes some answers as well."
Harry turned to the professor, "He's right. I do owe you that. Ask me anything, I'll try to answer it."
Minerva looked at the boy she considered a grandson, "How?"
Harry grinned, "How, indeed. I've been training since I was six, with nothing but fiction to guide me."
McGonagall was puzzled, "Training?"
"Martial Arts, punching and kicking. Fighting."
McGonagall suddenly noticed that they had started walking, Harry guided her somewhere. She also noticed that the 'teacher' had also disappeared.
Harry stopped in a park. Minerva didn't see anything out the ordinary.
Harry placed his hands together, the professor realized it had some meaning of some sort as the boy had used them before he used those attacks of his.

"KAI!" Harry called out. McGonagall gasped as the trees before her vanished. Harry stepped into a clearing. After McGonagall followed, the trees appeared again. Blocking the entrance. "Welcome to my training-ground," Harry said.
McGonagall looked around, the area was full of strange damage, scorchmarks, the ground had spirals engraved in it at random spots, trees had the lower bark removed, quite forcefully by the looks of it.
"How did that happen?" she spoke outloud.

Dumbledore looked at the team he had sent after McGonagall, they had failed.
"Potter decided to interfere. He and his teacher are," The ex-auror paused, "different."
"Different? And what do you mean by teacher?"
"He created illusions of himself to hide himself. He seemed to have the expectation that my eye could see through them. It did before when Potter hid behind a fog of sorts. He was apparently tutored by somebody, he taught Potter to aparate silently."
Dumbledore leaned forward, "Fog? Aparation?"
Moody continued his report about his meeting with the boy-who-lived.

Dumbledore was very interested in the abilities Harry had shown, but his behavior was reason to be concerned. He was far too independent. A boy couldn't handle such independence.

Harry smiled, he had just explained his taijutsu training to his future professor. He showed her some of his skills in hand-to-hand combat (by beating up a tree), His jogging-speed (still as fast as somebody on a bike), and his tree-climbing ability (jumping between branches to reach the top).
"Could you teach me?" Minerva asked.
Harry looked at her, "Probably, but you must realize, most of these techniques have been created with the intend to kill. To assassinate a target and get away," McGonagall looked shocked but Harry continued, "These same skills can also be used to protect people but still you sometimes must kill. For instance the man who attacked you, instead of just restraining him, I could have crushed his body. You need to control your emotions if you want to learn these techniques because many rely on the control of the mind. Anger and hate cloud your mind thus your control weakens. Same with fear, your mind sees something as a threat and your body reacts. With these techniques the effects could be lethal."

McGonagall nodded, her eyes darkened.
Harry's teacher threw three small books towards him. Harry caught them with no trouble. He looked at them, then he turned to his teacher, "Do you think it is wise?" Harry asked, "It could reveal everything."
Minerva blinked, before taking a look at the books, 'Naruto' was the title of the books.
"... she lacks the physical training for most of the techniques."
"Then train her. It will help her and you. You will learn more about it by teaching."
"Listen to yourself, don't act like you know everything!!!" Harry snapped. His teacher reacted like he had been slapped, "Very well, call me when you need me. I'll be there." A cloud of smoke marked his departure. Harry just watched the spot his 'teacher', "Kuso, kuso, KUSO!!!!" He cried, dropping on his knees, "Why can't anybody UNDERSTAND!!!!" he punched the ground, causing a chasm to open. He didn't notice the blue aura of chakra appearing in answer to his despair.

Harry was suddenly hugged. Apparently McGonagall couldn't take the distress from her 'grandson'. "I don't understand," She whispered, "but allow me to try. Please?"
Harry just sobbed. Although the sound had lessened somewhat. The chakra disappeared.
Harry wiped the tears away, "I'm sorry. It is just that I have nobody to talk with about this."
"What do you mean?"
"I've trained since I was six. I promised that I would protect those who were precious to me. Yet everybody rejected me, I wasn't worthy of a second glance," anger flashed in his eyes before despair took over again, "I try to ignore it but it is hard to do sometimes. I am afraid what will happen if I do give in to this hatred."
McGonagall took his hand. She smiled at him, "I remember a person who also was similar to you. She was also hated by her family. She was gifted with a power. Her parents didn't understand that power, and feared her. When that girl turned eleven a letter came. The fear turned into anger and rage. The girl's power reacted on itself and exploded. The parents didn't survive." McGonagall swallowed , "Harry, I was that girl."

Harry retrieved the books, "Please, read these books for now. I'll promise you that you'll find them rather... familiar," Harry sat down near a tree and closed his eyes. McGonagall took the first book and started reading. Harry opened his eyes three hours later, Minerva didn't notice the ninja getting up and disappearing in a poof of smoke.
Harry reappeared in the top of the tree. "I am sorry," He said, "I just had a lot on my mind. You were right, by teaching we'll be able to find flaws in our style."
His chakra kage bunshin was standing on another branch of the same tree, "I may be a clone, but I DO have feelings," he replied a little bitter.
"I know. You are everything I am and that is the problem. I project my problems on you, all of my self-doubt, all of my in-"
"I know," the clone spoke softly, "I pushed a little too hard. I do have your well-being in mind. You are far too secluded for it to be healthy. You have been training almost 24/7. You have no friends aside from me. And I was only created as a sparringpartner. Your physical development is above average but your social development is absolutely lacking. The professor is one of the first, aside from myself, who reached out to you." The bunshin looked to the teacher, still reading the cartoon, "By the way, what are we going to do about Dumbledore? We both know he isn't going to stop if we ask him nicely. He didn't stop that enraged professor and he sent men after McGonagall in order to get her back."
"True, I guess we'll just have to accept this invitation of theirs," Harry said as he looked to the horizon.The stars slowly faded as the light of the sun became more and more dominant. An owl flew their way. In it's talons a envelope of thick parchment.

The bunshin chuckled darkly, "Let's get this show on the road then."