Meanwhile at Zonko's Joke Shop. Saul and Emerald (shop keepers) are still gossiping about one of the 'elder' shop keepers in town.
Immortality? Dark Arts? What's going on?!
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Emerald McDougal 
"Uhmm." Emerald agreed. Saul hadn’t come to see her to talk shop or about discounts which customers did or did not use. He was there to talk about the gossip going around about the red haired girl in the shop not too far up the street.
Lowering her voice as more customers trickled into the store Emerald murmured to Saul "I know, no gray hair. It’s definitely peculiar, if she was the one who established the shop back in the day, she’d be over 300 years old. That can’t be possible can it, because she looks like she is 18?" Touching her own brown curls she didn’t look forward to getting grey hair. If she did she’d go to Monte and beg him to dye her hair black or something.
Getting a thought Emerald asked tentatively "She couldn’t be one of them cold ones, right Saul those who are blessed with immortality?" The thought in itself was scary. But the ones she spoke of weren’t uncommon back in the day. Shivering suddenly she hoped Saul had a more logical idea.
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Saul Bunyons Saul nodded some more, thinking over what Emerald had said and implied. "She sure don't look like a cold 'un." Saul stopped nodding and abruptly shook his head. No, the ginger up the street was definitely a fully living, breathing, red-blooded human. But at the same time.... "She can't be 300 years old without doin' some Dark Magic, either."
This sure was a conundrum, and Saul Bunyons wanted ter git ter the bottom of it. He still hadn't forgiven himself for not getting involved sooner when that werewolf ring had come to Hogsmeade, after all...
"I'mma look inter it, Emerald, tell ya what." Saul straightened up and adjusted his hat. "I'll keep ya informed all right. You take care now." He nodded and gave her a gentle nudge, eying all the children in the shop before moving swiftly out the door. He had Stuff Ter Do now.
And back at school, Max has... stopped? happening. Headmaster Tate and Healer Tillstorm are moving him to the observation ward.
So what's wrong with Max? Or did he just not carbo-load before the game?
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"Of course not," Tate gave the Healer a surprised look. She shouldn't even suggest it front of the children who were likely to take whatever was said and have stories about Vindictus exploding bodily by the end of the day.
"I don't know what it is, actually. He's out. Seems fine other than that..." Not that he was a Healer or anything.
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Oh good, she didn't have to get all crabby because the old guy had died after she told him not to do something. Although, she would be having some strong words with him once he came too. Whenever that would be. For now they needed to get him moved inside.
"We need to get him into the infirmary so he can be checked over properly." Once she had done a quick check she stood back up and turned to Tate. "Think you can help me get him to the observation ward?" That would be the best place for him. A private room where no students could get in and be all nosy.