Curt made his way into the celebration after the match after recieving his potion to sooth his very untimely illness. He was pale in the face, but other than that he seemed rather healthy. All of the vomiting and what not was probably spurred from nervousness rather than the true illness itself, and now he felt like a failure to his team that he missed the game. He sighed slightly as he walked on, and grinned slightly at the Hufflepuff banner.

He wasn't going to be depressed, he decided. Curt built up a happier, somewhat fake, aura and looked around for anyone he might could catch up with. Spotting Rapunzel, Curt smiled and walked over to her patting her on the back, "You played well." he said with a smile, he wasn't there to watch but he was sure that she had given it her all. Curt looked around again, keeping a wary eye out for Amelia, hopefully she didn't murder him.