Harry Potter and the Hidden Treasure (Volume 3)

Chapter 464 A Sudden Storm

As they discussed this matter, a wizard suddenly appeared next to their campfire. It was Barty Crouch.

He could not have contrasted more with Ludo Bagman, who was lounging on the grass in his old wasp-like robes.

As Evan had observed earlier, Crouch strictly adhered to the rule on Muggle attire.

He stood stiff and upright, impeccably dressed in a suit and tie. His narrow mustache seemed trimmed with a slide rule. His shoes were polished to a shine.

Crouch's arrival transformed the relaxed and pleasant atmosphere into a tense and serious one.

He approached Ludo Bagman because the Bulgarians had requested another 12 seats in the Top Box.

"Ah, that's what they wanted!" Bagman suddenly realized. "I thought the fellow was asking to borrow some tweezers. His English accent was so strong I couldn't understand him."

He frowned disapprovingly, ignoring Bulgaria's request for additional seats.

"Mr. Crouch!" Upon seeing Crouch, Percy was so excited that he was left breathless. He half-bowed, slightly stooping. "Would you care for a cup of tea?"

"Oh," Mr. Crouch said, looking at Percy with mild surprise. "Yes, thank you, Weatherby."

Upon hearing this, Fred and George laughed so much they nearly choked on their own tea.

Percy, very flushed around the ears, busied himself with the teapot.

Crouch's gaze briefly landed on Sirius and then quickly shifted to Mr. Weasley.

He spoke with Mr. Weasley about a foreign wizard wanting to import flying carpets to Britain.

Flying carpets are very popular in countries near the Mediterranean, where few people use broomsticks.

This type of flying vehicle is defined as a family carriage and can carry up to twenty people at once depending on the size.

Of course, this does not work in the UK, as the carpet is defined as a Muggle Artifact by the Registry of Prohibited Enchanted Objects.

Even if its sale were allowed, it was estimated that only a few people would buy it. British wizards would continue to prefer their brooms.

After that, Crouch spoke with them on some work matters before urging Bagman to go with him.

This was in line with his style. All he thought about was work, rigorous to the extreme, and he did not even take the tea.

The only amusing part was that although Percy considered Crouch an idol and often spoke about his name and practice, Crouch didn't even remember Percy's name and kept calling him Weatherby.

This gave Fred and George the opportunity to tease him, and also indicated that Percy was not important in Crouch's mind.

Bagman wanted to stay and talk to them about the upcoming Triwizard Tournament at Hogwarts.

But Crouch did not let him say anything, arousing everyone's curiosity. What event was Hogwarts going to host?!

Seeing Crouch, Evan wondered if he might be hiding his son, Barty Crouch Jr., in his tent at this moment.

Tonight would then be a good opportunity to catch him.

After lunch, Mr. Weasley and Sirius told everyone to rest again.

As the Quidditch final tonight was likely to last a long time, it was necessary to preserve enough energy.

One by one, everyone entered the tent, ready to take a nap.

Suddenly, silence fell over the camp as everyone noticed how the clouds were quickly gathering in the sky.

Ludo Bagman seemed to bring ill luck with his words, and the gloomy sky began to rain.

With the thunderous roar, the rain became more intense.

Listening to the sound of raindrops falling on the ground outside the tent, Evan tossed and turned in bed unable to sleep.

He did not want to watch the Quidditch match under a downpour, which would be truly dreadful.

But he was not overly concerned. Summer storms always came unexpectedly and departed quickly, and this heavy rain should stop by the start of the final the next evening.

Sirius's tent was very large. Everyone could fit inside, and it also ensured each had a small room.

Mr. Weasley, Sirius, Bill, and Charlie resided on the ground floor. Fred and George occupied the largest room on the first floor. The remaining three rooms were for Percy, Evan, Harry, and Ron.

As for the second floor, it belonged to Hermione and Ginny. Even then, there was a storage room.

Due to the lack of windows for air circulation, the tent was extremely warm; Evan stood up and took off his coat.

He didn't feel sleepy as he listened to the sound of the rain.

He was pondering his plans, Voldemort, Barty Crouch Jr., and the vampires.

After a long while, he shook his head forcefully, trying to calm himself.

Unable to sleep, Evan decided to study the ancient magical script a bit more and decipher the first part of 'The Book of Abraham' as soon as possible.

Enhancing his strength now was the safest way to deal with whatever the future might bring.

As soon as he got up, he heard a knock on the door.

"Master Evan!" Kreacher's muffled voice resonated.

"What's happening?" Evan wondered why the house-elf Kreacher would be knocking on the door.

Although their relationship had improved overall, Kreacher never took the initiative to speak to Evan.

Long-held dogmas made him very reluctant to interact with wizards born of Muggles.

"There's a lady looking for you, old Kreacher brought her here!" Kreacher stated in a measured voice.

Evan was stunned; there was a girl looking for him. Who could it be?!

He first thought of Hermione, but she wouldn't need to bother Kreacher to find him.

Could it be Cho Chang? The girl's beautiful blushing face flashed in Evan's mind.

Their conversation that morning had not ended, and Evan also felt that Cho was in love with him.

But it seemed that Cho wouldn't come directly to his door. She was really bold, not something Cho would do!

If it wasn't Cho, it could be Fleur or Gabrielle.

In the morning, Beauxbatons students had found Evan, knowing his tent was here.

A few days ago, Evan had received a letter from Gabrielle, and he knew they would also come to see the Quidditch World Cup.

He remembered the girl with an angelic face. If she knew he was here, she would probably come.

The last time they met at Beauxbatons, their contact was too brief.

Gabrielle only thought that she had looked at Evan from afar in the Great Hall and didn't even say a word.

In her letter, she had been discussing this matter, saying that when they met next time, she must make up for that regret.

Of course, Gabrielle probably never imagined that Evan had actually been in her arms most of the day.

If Gabrielle came, her sister Fleur would surely follow.

Thinking about this, Evan felt a slight headache.

Unlike the cute and cunning Gabrielle, Fleur was too arrogant and difficult to handle.

There was nothing this girl couldn't do. If she came, Evan wasn't sure what would happen again.

Evan quickly put on his shirt and went to open the door. The girl who was outside was...