Noah was .... fried.
Physically, emotionally, and mentally.... FRIED.

Even though the Healers had worked on remedying the after effects of the Crucio, he still felt weak and wasn't eating much anyway. He'd lost a lot of weight over the past year and it had only continued after that. Mentally and emotionally he was back... And he had tried to resume his studies for his NETWS... which were going well but slowly. He lacked the ability to stay awake. Any task that he did now drained him even more than it ever did before. At least twice or thrice than usual. Emotionally and mentally - he was here.... Or so he claimed.

Returning to his normal physical state? He struggled.

The Seventh Year quietly found a seat at the Gryffindor table and rested his chin on his arm. He could only rest his hand on his chin for a short period because his arm became wobbly and started to give in. Strength evaded him. Sleep seemed so welcoming in this moment.

He saw Minjae and Mamie at the Hufflepuff Table which brought a smile to his face. He'd have to go over and visit them.