He could just tell that she didn't believe him 100%, but he supposed that was fair. It wasn't like things had historically gone in his favor when it came to their family, but...
"Yes," He agreed readily enough, already shifting so that he could grab a quill from his little shelf of wizarding things and pen out a letter on some parchment. They didn't exactly have their own owl at the moment, but he'd be able to send it off in the morning when he headed in to work so there wouldn't be much of a delay on it. Of course there were papers, but they were probably in the Hooke Mansion. Hopefully his mother and father hadn't had the foresight to burn the documentation, but he highly doubted they'd desecrate their property in such a way just for someone they'd disowned.
"I'll send this out tomorrow. Just ... don't be letting anyone else in here, if you can help it." Merlin, maybe he'd better put up some stronger wards.
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