"I think... that your parents are going to want to give you the best possible chance for a good future for you, and right now, that isn't here." Perhaps it was a bit blunt, but that was something that needed to be put flat out on the table between them. "You need to be somewhere you can focus on you for the time being, somewhere that... disassociates yourself from your family. Which I know isn't easy, or maybe... well, even kind to say, but it's my suggestion."

He spread his hands a little in silent apology; he wasn't cut out for this, but he was giving it his all.

"As for your family?" How was he supposed to say any of this gently? He tried, though, he tried. "...Your father... needs help. Professional help, the kind St. Mungos' gives. Otherwise, I fear badly for you and your mother and even more so for himself."