My Hogwarts has a serious problem.

Chapter 175, Section 172: Fake Documents

Lynn and Ruslan shook hands and exchanged polite greetings.

"Thank you for saving Yelena."

"It was just a small favor."

Yelena didn't stand on ceremony with Ruslando; she went straight to the point.

"We'd like to borrow your fireplace, Ruslan. You should have heard that I'm planning to go to Kyiv."

Ruslan shook his head apologetically after hearing Yelena's words: "Someone told me two days ago, but I've already grown attached to this place, Yelena. Besides, I'm just a Squib and don't have much contact with those people in the magical world, so they shouldn't make things difficult for me. As for the fireplace..."

He spread his hands and said, "You haven't come to see me for a long time, so you probably don't know that my fireplace was disconnected from the Floo Network two years ago. It was done by the people from the Magical Transportation Department of the Magical Council. They said I'm not a wizard, so I have no right to connect to the Floo Network."

Yelena immediately frowned; they had clearly come to the wrong place.

"So what should we do now?"

She turned to Lynn and asked, and Lynn shrugged: "I'm fine with anything. I don't know anyone here, so you can make the decision."

"How long would it take to drive from here to Kyiv?"

"Your question is completely unrealistic. Let's not even talk about whether we have enough gas. Even if we could fill up and get on the road, this isn't the Soviet era anymore. Russia and Lanzhou are now two separate countries. Going to Kyiv is like crossing the border. There will definitely be checkpoints at the Russian border. What will we do then? Use a Soul Reaper's Curse to control all the Muggles checking there?"

Yelena crossed her arms over her chest, looking exasperated. "What other options do we have now?"

Lynn stroked his chin thoughtfully and said, "Actually, we can use the common Muggle way of going abroad. First, we can get a fake identity, and then it will be simple. Cars are too slow. If we want to leave the country quickly, we can just take a plane. However, forging an identity is not that simple."

At this point, Ruslan interjected, "If you need fake identification, I can help you."

Yelena and Lynn both turned to look at him, Ruslan explained.

"I had a Muggle comrade who started forging documents after retiring from the military. I can help you get in touch with him."

Yelena hesitated for a moment, then said, "Then I'll have to trouble you to contact your friend."

"It's nothing, please come in and have a seat. I'll go make a call to him."

Ruslan led Yelena and Lynn into his house.

Inside the wooden house, there was a little girl, who looked about five or six years old, drawing on a table.

"Anna, this is Aunt Shayk, and Uncle Anderson."

Hearing her father's greeting, Anrina looked up and greeted him cheerfully, "Hello, Uncle and Aunt."

"It's been a long time, Anrina. The last time I saw you, you had just learned to walk."

After two days of tension, Yelena was finally able to relax a bit and sat down next to the little girl to chat with her.

Lynn was interested in Ruslan, the Squib who had served in the Muggle world. He followed Ruslan to the study, where the telephone was located.

"Why did you ever think of joining the Soviet army?"

Ruslan was looking up a number in his phone book, and he didn't shy away from asking Lynn questions.

"My parents were both wizards, and I was their third son. As a result, all my brothers and sisters became wizards and went to magic academies, but I ended up being a Squib. Without magic, you can't work in the wizarding world. Besides, the wizards looked down on me, including my parents and brothers and sisters. So when I was sixteen, I left home to make my way in Muggle society. Two years later, I had gotten used to life in Muggle society, but I didn't know what to do in the future, so I simply joined the army."

Ruslan quickly found the phone number he was looking for and dialed it while speaking.

"I'm quite satisfied with my life now. There's no racial discrimination in the magic world here. My daughter hasn't shown any magical talent yet, which I think is a good thing. After all, in the magic world of Su, becoming a Chur witch is not a good thing."

Ruslan dialed the phone, while Lynn squinted as he looked around at the photos displayed in his study. Many of these were taken during his time in the army, and some were photos of him and his daughter.

Lynn didn't notice anything unusual, and Ruslan had finished talking with his friends and hung up the phone.

"It's all settled. I'll take a picture of you in a bit, then we'll go to the city to get the photos developed tomorrow and give them to him. We should be able to get the documents the day after tomorrow."

"Will we have to wait until the day after tomorrow?" Lynn raised an eyebrow. He didn't mind the delay, but Yelena was probably getting anxious.

They came out of the study and told Yelena the news.

"Can't it be any faster?" Yelena asked, frowning.

Ruslan shook his head: "Forgery also takes time."

"I can wait here for three days without any problem, but it will be risky for you and Anrina to stay here. For your safety, you will have to leave with us in the future."

Seeing that Ruslan was still hesitating, Yelena touched Anrina's hair with a serious expression: "You have to think about the child."

He finally agreed: "Okay."

So they stayed at Ruslan's house for the time being.

Unlike Lynn, who hadn't slept all night and had just gone through a high-intensity battle, Yelena was still in great spirits. After quickly eating a couple of bites of bread, she fell asleep in the guest room of the Ruslan family's house.

Lynn wasn't tired at all. With nothing else to do, he took out the magic books Yelena had given him and started studying the one about the modified Animagus.

This kind of transformation magic is indeed difficult, because it requires the wizard to be proficient in both Animagus and Disguise Magus, two uncommon transformation techniques, especially since Disguise Magus is a natural-born form.

But if all the conditions are met, it's not that difficult. The only trouble is stabilizing the deformed parts.

For example, if Lynn wants to conjure wings from his back, he might make mistakes if he's not skilled enough and doesn't control them well, such as turning his head into a bird's head or his feet into claws.

The safest way to study would actually be to wait until Lynn finishes his business in the Soviet Union and returns to England, where he can study under the protection of Dumbledore and the professors of Hogwarts.

But now, if he wants to deal with Ivanov who has become an Obscurus, this modified Animagus is the only suitable means.

Because it allows Lynn to fly without any external assistance, thus eliminating Ivanov's advantage of hovering.

(End of this chapter)