Peter: Black! I'm Gonna Fucking Kill You!

But lately, his temper had been a little foul, and his moods had been all over the place.

His condition was getting worse by the day, too.

If there really was a way to make him gentle again...

Then of course that would be wonderful.

After Peter Pettigrew saw that Lupin had not recognized him, the fear and despair from moments ago gradually faded as well.

Now he was looking at Black too, wanting to know what method he had for making him gentle.

Black turned over the body of the rat Peter Pettigrew had transformed into again.

"Hmm... this rat of yours probably hasn't been neutered yet, has he?"

"Huh?" Peter Pettigrew froze.

Neutered meant... could it be...

"Neutered? What's that?" Ron asked innocently.

"Oh... you don't know? If you want pets to get sick less, live longer, and become more docile, you have to take them to be neutered."

"Mm... basically, you castrate him."

Scabbers, the rat Peter Pettigrew had transformed into, nearly went mad.

At those words, he immediately began shrieking and struggling wildly in midair.

Black merely tapped him lightly on the head.

And he instantly quieted down.

Peter Pettigrew only felt as if he had been hit by a spell similar to the Petrifying Spell.

But what was a little different from the Petrifying Spell was that

apart from being unable to move, just like if he had been hit by the Petrifying Spell, his mind was still clear. He could still sense the things around him and hear them talking.

But to Ron and the others, it looked like Black had merely stroked Scabbers lightly on the head, and Scabbers had immediately quieted down...

This made Ron have a little more confidence in Black.

Black really did know Fantastic Beasts!

However, Ron was still