I'd Rather Die! I'll Never Betray My Comrades!

"So, how did you know he was Peter Pettigrew?" Cassandra asked.

"It's a long story. I'll tell you later," Black said, shaking his head.

"Oh..." After obediently acknowledging this, Cassandra could not help asking again, "So you actually knew all along that he was Peter Pettigrew... Then why didn't you say anything when we were on the train?"

Black spread his hands and told a lie. "Sorry, but when I was on the train, I didn't know he was Peter Pettigrew."

"It was only at noon today that I learned from someone that Peter Pettigrew was actually an Animagus. And his Animagus was a rat—a rat that just happened to have an injured right paw."

"And coincidentally, I examined that rat just yesterday..."

He had no intention of explaining why he had not said anything back then. He only said that he had not known at the time.

After all, he could hardly tell everyone that he had a system that could farm Treasure Chests, could he?

In truth, Black had not planned to expose Peter Pettigrew directly today.

As he had said before, he had intended to catch Peter after everyone's available Treasure Chest attempts had refreshed.

But Ariana's return today had exceeded his expectations.

It had also given him a harsh reminder.

He could time-travel at any moment now.

What if he delayed for a day, accidentally traveled through time, and left Peter Pettigrew—the menace—behind without dealing with him? He would definitely regret it.

So, it was better to deal with something that could cause future trouble while he was still on this timeline. That would put his mind more at ease.

He could not take such a risk just to greedily farm a few more Treasure Chests.

Cassandra did not know Black had considered so much.

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