"Mrs. Bones?" It took Jon a few seconds for Jon to recognize the middle-aged woman in front of him, she was Amelia Bones, the head of the Law Enforcement Division of the Ministry of Magic!

"Yes, Mr. Hart, hello...... We met at the gates of Azkaban!" Mrs. Bones nodded gently, "You were with Professor Dumbledore at the time...... Also, I received that whistleblower letter from you yesterday!"

"But Mrs. Bones ...... Blake finally fled, didn't he?" Jon let a look of panic, even fear, spread across his face.

Mrs. Bones apparently guessed what the young man was thinking: "Don't worry, the Ministry of Magic will keep anyone's reports strictly confidential...... Before Blake was caught, no one knew you were the whistleblower named in the Daily Prophet!"

"Thank you, ma'am!" Jon thanked with relief.

"As for the boun......ty," Mrs. Bones finally said what Jon was concerned about, "I have to say, Mr. Hart, the information you gave was very useful, and even directly helped Fudge capture Blake, although unfortunately, Blake was still too cunning......"

"However, the Ministry of Magic will also pay you the reward you deserve!" Mrs. Bones paused and continued, "In the meantime, we will also report on this in the Daily Prophet, which will encourage more wizards to report on Black's whereabouts...... You should be aware of the Black incident, the bad impact it has had on the Ministry of Magic during this time!"

"Hide my name and identity?" Jon asked quickly.

"Of course, that's the premise. Mrs. Bones nodded.

"Thank you very much for the generosity of the Ministry of Magic, ma'am!" Jon quickly bowed in thanks.

"You deserve it, Mr. Hart!" Mrs. Bones said with a smile, "If you get any more information about Blake in the future, write to Kingsley Shackle, the deputy director of the Auror Office, who is the new head of Black's hunt program!"

"I will, ma'am!" Jon nodded, "I wish you all the best to get him apprehended!"

"Thank you!"

......

By the time he was ready to board the Hogwarts Express the next day, Jon had an extra 2,500 gold galleons in his suitcase.

A gold plus weighs 20 grams, and 2,500 pieces is 100 catties...... Fortunately, there is a telescopic charm that makes the heavy Golden Galleon as light as a feather, otherwise Jon would not have been able to lift the suitcase at all!

Passing by the Hogsmeade platform, he saw Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and Hermione Granger talking there!

I only heard Hermione sigh and say, "I can't stand it next year like this year...... That time turner is going to drive me crazy, I've handed it over to Professor McGonagall!"

"You didn't tell Harry about the time-turner, I still can't believe it. Ron grumbled, "It's been a whole year!"

"I'm sorry, but I promised not to tell anyone. Hermione said with a straight face, "Harry, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine!" Harry's face showed a frustrated smile, "I'm thinking about the Patronus...... I tried a few times today, and while I was able to summon my stag, I couldn't make it as powerful and dazzling as it was that night......"

"Maybe it's because you don't have a hundred Dementors to give you a sense of oppression!" Ron analyzed, "If you re-face the situation you were in that night, you'll be able to succeed again, Harry!"

"I guess so!" Harry nodded thoughtfully.

"Good morning!" Jon greeted the trio as he passed.

"Hello!" the three said in unison.

"That's right!" When Jon got onto the train, Ron seemed to remember something, and he asked Hermione with a serious face, "Do you have a good relationship with Hart?"

"Okay...... Normally!" Hermione frowned and replied, "It's just that my father and his father are friends, what's wrong?"

"Maybe he doesn't think so!" Ron snorted, "We were injured that night, and he came to the school hospital to see you......"

"Really?" Hermione whispered.

......

Boarding the train, I came to the familiar compartment.

Astoria was already waiting for him, and Joe Green let out an excited "coo" when he saw Jon arrive.

"Joe Green is more kind to you than to me!" Astoria grumbled, pouting.

"I'm sorry......" Jon smirked, "I've been using it a lot lately. ”

"It doesn't even know who its owner is!" Astoria snorted, pulling out a small comb and helping Joglin brush its feathers.

"There's a Quidditch World Cup this summer!" she said suddenly, "Jon, are you going to watch the game with us...... My mom will definitely get a ticket!"

Jon pondered for a moment, then asked, "Will your sister and your parents welcome me?"

Astoria was stunned, she lowered her head and her voice became soft: "I'll do my best to convince them of ......"

"Actually, thank you for the invitation, but I'm sorry!" Jon shrugged, "But I have to go to America with my parents for the summer!"

"Why should the United States go there?" Astoria asked curiously.

"It's also a quadrennial competitive feast!" Jon replied calmly, "Let's go to another World Cup!"

Jon spent more than ten minutes talking to Astoria about what football is......

"Sounds like a fun sport!" Astoria blinked.

"At least a fair sport!" Jon said with a laugh.

......

A noisy voice suddenly came from outside the window.

Jon turned to look outside, and he saw a small gray thing jumping and flickering above the window pane.

"It's an owl!" Astoria shouted.

Jon opened the window and let the owl in.

"Coo-coo!" Joegrin let out an unpleasant cry.

The owl dropped a small box in front of Jon and flew out again.

Jon carefully opened the box, and inside was a familiar string of golden pendants.

It was Christmas, the pendant that the house-elves gave him.

The pendant is accompanied by a note with only a very short line of words.

"I think, this should be yours - AB"

Jon breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, there wasn't much extra on the note.

Pocketing the gold pendant, he tore the note to shreds and threw it out the window.

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