It's a dog, Remus, she's just doing this to mess with me, like she did with the wine, that wasn't cursed or poisoned either. She wanted me to think it was but she doesn't have the patience . . .

*But he's pulled out his wand, crouching before the dog, and begins to run a few small spells to check. The dog snaps at his wand as it moves past his face and lets out a low growl. Sirius draws back.*

--We need to get Ted.