Black's Frustration

Peter felt like he was about to be driven mad by a cat. It had been a long time since he had exercised this intensely.

A rat's explosive power was limited. Even if that rat had originally been a wizard, once transformed into a rat, his stamina and physical condition were virtually no different from an ordinary rat's.

Peter knew he had to shake off the Mad Cat relentlessly pursuing him, shake off Ron chasing after him, and, more importantly, shake off Black, who could appear at any moment. He needed to escape Hogwarts grounds and find somewhere to Apparate away.

However, before Peter could come up with a solution, he discovered a large black dog blocking his path ahead.

The appearance of Sirius Black filled Peter with despair.

A dog in front, a cat behind—life was hard for a rat.

Just as Peter was nearly overcome with despair, Ron's shout came from nearby. "Scabbers, don't run around! Come here..."

His young master Ron had appeared. With no better options, Peter abruptly stopped running, turned, and raced toward Ron, hoping to find shelter under his young master's protection.

Crookshanks, who had been relentlessly chasing from behind, could not brake as sharply as Scabbers. It ran a considerable distance farther before turning back to continue the pursuit.

But it was already too late.

Scabbers was in Ron's arms. When the cat tried to pounce, Ron nearly kicked it away. Crookshanks warily watched Peter, who had returned to Ron's pocket and was trembling all over.

"Get lost!"

Ron waved Crookshanks away roughly, but his attention was soon drawn to the huge black dog ahead. His hand instinctively reached for the wand in his pocket, intending to use magic to drive off the dangerous-looking dog.

However, Black reacted far faster than Ron. With