[ She wrinkles her nose. She's had enough of war for a lifetime or two, but she doesn't really have much of a choice here. ]

I would, but quite a lot of the brewing requires a wand like mine and I don't think too many magical people here have those. If they did I'd be happy to help teach them as much as I could.

[ And, look. She lifts her and and whispers a quiet Lumos, setting up a small light on the end of her wand. Magic is real. ]

I have promised to help show how to make some of the salve that might need less magical input, though.