“My workspaces are beneath the castle itself,” he says, with a brief and eloquent flick of his fingers - his mannerisms are lordly and military at once, an odd blend of what he thinks of as old bad habits. Has he any other kind? Unlikely. “Their wards are extensive, and I'm able to adjust for my students as I need to. You'll be obliged to trust me more than I'm aware seems terribly wise--” so he's not without a sense of humour, “--but remember it's hardly in my best interests to sabotage you in my home.”