WHITE HAIRED MAN, Noble WHITE. HAIRED. Not GREY

But he didn't reply to the Potions Master right away. He was meditating for Merlin's sake! He pretended like he wasn't even thereeee! Waving his arms with the wind...stretching...DOWNWARD DOG.

Finally, he took a deep breath. "You have ruined my meditative state, Noble. Rude of you, quite honestly," he said in a teasing tone as he shook his head "sadly." He hopped up though and patted the younger man's shoulder. "I'm ready, yes. The water's going to be cold so I wonder if we should put some heating charms on but...that might scare some sensitive specimens away." He would leave that up to Iggy he supposed. "Though I don't fancy losing a toe or two. Or any of them, really."