Xiao Han walked out of the back door of a bar with a gloomy face, and the question of identity was still unresolved.

Before, Xiao Han interrogated the three gangsters and learned where there was a place nearby to make this kind of fake certificate, so he rewarded them with an amnesia curse and left them behind.

However, he is not very skilled in using this spell, and how much his memory will be erased depends on their own luck.

Then Xiao Han came to this bar according to the location he asked, and after finding the bartender to correct the code, he was led into the back hall.

After some consultation, I learned that although it also undertakes the business of applying for fake certificates, the kind that Xiao Han needs, forged a real and usable household registration identity that is not afraid of being reviewed by others, but it cannot be done.

Because generally those who come to apply for fake certificates only need them for a short period of time, rather than wanting to hold them for a long time.

This only requires a fake certificate that can pass the ordinary examination of airports, hotels, etc., and does not need to be exactly the same as the real one.

But what Xiao Han wants, just like the real thing, he can use it to open a bank account, start a company, and face the scrutiny of those government agencies, without showing his stuff.

That is, he is such a black family in another world, and he wants an official identity in the Harry Potter world.

To achieve this level of false testimony, no, it should be said to be true testimony, where would it be possible for ordinary gangsters to do it, the secret service organization of the state is about the same.

"Since normal means have failed, then extraordinary means must be used."

Xiao Han thought that since ordinary means were useless, he might as well use the power of magic.

I found a hotel casually, checked in with a new fake card, and after a tiring day, I needed to sleep well.

A good night's sleep.

The next day, Xiao Han was no longer in a hurry to solve the identity problem, according to his plan, he was not in a hurry, and he had to make preparations first.

He is now a rich man, of course, compared to the average person in this world.

With millions of dollars in cash in his pocket, aren't he a rich man?

Of course, for Xiao Han himself, he is now a poor jingle, and there are only a few dozen source points left on his body, and without a source point, he is really insecure.

However, he is not in the half-plane now, and he does not need to spend source points to exchange for food.

In a civilized world, in terms of life, as long as there is money, you can solve problems.

And, although the Harry Potter world also has supernatural powers, it is not mainstream after all.

I don't see that this society will be a mess because of those wizards, and there will be no danger for the time being.

After coming out of the hotel, Xiao Han was going to go shopping, changed the clothes on his body, and then saw if there was anything else he needed to buy.

In this era, even the clothes sold in the most fashionable clothing stores are retro enough in the eyes of Xiao Han, a person more than 20 years later.

Fortunately, Xiao Han does not have too many requirements for wearing, the style is retro, but the fabric is much better than the previous stalls.

After buying a few sets of changing clothes, Xiao Han planned to go shopping more to see if there were any other items needed.

It's a pity that after a whole day, Xiao Han was a little disappointed.

For him from the Internet information age, the era in which the Harry Potter plot takes place is really a desert.

It's only 1991, and although there is already an Internet, it hasn't become widespread.

At this time, the mobile phone is still the kind of big brother in the movie, the computer, not to mention the shape of the tofu block, that is, the operating system, which Xiao Han can adapt to.

The game, it's still the era of Nintendo.,The game console of the FC era.,It's okay to be nostalgic for the old.,I really have to rely on this to relieve boredom.,Don't be funny.。

What is the use and significance of all kinds of luxury goods for Xiao Han today?

After going around for a day, Xiao Han finally realized that magic was more fun.

In this era, even if you want to continue to be an otaku, you don't even have the external objective conditions.

Xiao Han, who had nowhere to use with a huge amount of money and felt very disappointed, stood in front of a nightclub, thinking about whether to go in and have a good time? Experience the great health care of a foreign country?

In the end, it's better to think about it, although otaku is a creature that is synonymous with depravity in the eyes of many people.

But compared to completely indulging in skin, meat, tobacco and alcohol, and extravagant enjoyment, it is still noble and I don't know how much, that is the real depravity.

"Since I can't fit in, this ordinary person's life, then forget it, I'll continue with the previous plan."

Xiao Han, who originally had a lot of cash, thought about letting go of the burden on his body and continuing to live an ordinary life in the Harry Potter world.

However, the disappointment of reality, as well as the unwillingness in his heart, made him give up the ultimate life that ordinary people crave.

He has been cut off from the world of ordinary people.

What greeted him was destined for an extraordinary life.

……

packed up his clothes, and not long after, Xiao Han walked into the cauldron bar again.

In the Leaky Cauldron bar late at night, except for old Tom wiping his glasses, there were only a few two or three drunks, muttering and sleeping.

Xiao Han walked around the counter to the small patio in the back, stretched out his wand, and knocked on the specific brick.

As the masonry on the walls moved, a hole began to appear larger and larger, and in a few moments, the cobbled streets of Diagon Alley appeared before him.

Walk towards Diagon Alley.

This time he came to Diagon Alley, but he didn't come to shop, it was late at night, and there were not many shops in Diagon Alley that were still open.

Pulling the special cloak on his body before, trying to hide his face in the shadow of the hood of the cloak, Xiao Han walked forward unhurriedly.

At this time, Diagon Alley is hardly anyone, and the shops on both sides of the street with strange and distorted architectural styles look a little scary at night.

After a while, Xiao Han came to Gringotts.

Looking up, in the middle of the night, Gringotts was still brightly lit, Xiao Han didn't want to attract too much attention, turned around and walked towards the alley on the left.

Here it is, Tumbledown Alley.

Tumbledown Alley, although adjacent to Diagon Alley, is a dangerous and dark place unlike the bustle of Diagon Alley.

There are many dark magic shops here, and in the dark, all kinds of forbidden items are traded.

There are a lot of fish and dragons, and most of them are dangerous dark wizards, and the weak people are here, and there are no bones left to be swallowed.

Among them, "Bogin - Burke Magic Shop" is the largest dark magic shop in Tumbledown Alley.

As for why the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic didn't destroy this place, it was naturally because many big people needed such a place.

And, as everyone knows, the shops in Tumbledown Alley are dealing in dangerous goods and dark magic items.

But on the surface, these shops have official identities, trading contraband in the name of collecting all kinds of strange and special magic items.

The nature is similar to those shampoo rooms and massage parlors.

Although it was already the middle of the night, whispers could still be heard from time to time in the dark corners of the Tumbledown Alley.

Late at night, the "Bogin-Bock Magic Shop" is still not closed, and the owner, Bogin Bock, is tidying up the yellow-orange cuties.

"Jingle bell!"

The doorbell rang, and a man shrouded in a black cloak walked in.

"I need some special items, some, special books, I heard that you are the biggest store in Diagon Alley, and I hope you can meet my needs."

In a low, hoarse voice, the mysterious man stretched out a leather-gloved hand from under his cloak.

A small bag, heavy in a bag made of unknown leather, was placed lightly on the table.