Here was the risk. Remus hoped he wasn't immediately shipped off somewhere. He shrugged. "I don't have much magic," he agreed. "But I know how to teach people and I know what you need to do if you don't want your father torturing you like that every time he gets angry."
He shrugged, sitting back in his chair. "You felt my cooling charm. I'm a werewolf, not a vampire. My hand isn't naturally that cold."
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