Remus stepped into the hospital room, where both the victim's parents were clutching their daughter's hand, willing her to live on, despite her injuries. He shut the door behind him, whispering a silencing charm over the entire room, and shutting the blinds.
Immediately and almost effortlessly, he preformed the needed charms, healing her cuts, bruises and scars. Her parents were stunned.
"How did you do that?" started her mother.
"What kind of doctor are you?" started her father.
"I'm not a doctor, Sir."
"Then what are you?"
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you."
"Try me," said her father with a sneer.
"Sir, ma'am, I am a wizard, and a werewolf as well."
At that, Ms. Rhone burst out laughing. "A werewolf and a warlock, you say..."
"Yes, ma'am."
"Tell me the truth, though. And how exactly did you do that?"
Remus sighed. "It is the truth, and I did it by magic. See?" he said. "I can prove it to you. Watch this," he requested, charming her husband's goatee, making it grow nearly four feet.
"Oh.. oh my."
"I suppose you're serious, then."
"Yes, quite."