Chapter 466 The Impatient Voldemort
Due to anxiety, Evan's heart beat so forcefully that he had to attempt to calm himself down and carefully analyze the matter.
For a long time, vampires had been lurking in the darkness, trying not to appear in the magical world.
Like werewolves, they were on the edge of magical society, but vampires were even more difficult to detect.
There had been no reports of vampires appearing in the magical world for so long that most wizards even thought they had become extinct.
Remaining discreet enough to not attract the world's attention was their way of surviving, as they knew they would otherwise be eradicated. This was especially true given they still had significant issues to deal with; they would not willingly expose themselves.
Hiding in the shadows had many more advantages for them compared to being open to the world.
Therefore, their appearance in a place like this was definitely at Voldemort's request.
Voldemort wanted to regain his strength. His most urgent hope now was to capture Harry and use him to complete that magic.
Evan was not sure if he would try to do this now, but the possibility could not be ruled out.
Judging by what happened in the centaur ruins, with the help of the vampires and with his growing strength, Voldemort could do anything, no matter how outlandish.
Splitting his soul repeatedly to create Horcruxes had gradually made him lose his sanity and he no longer used common sense.
It horrified Evan to think that Voldemort and the vampires could break in at any moment.
Dumbledore was not here, he could only rely on himself and Sirius.
As for the Ministry of Magic officials popping up everywhere in the camp, they simply were not reliable for whatever might happen.
Of course, Voldemort's aim this time might not be Harry.
He had not yet regained his strength. Like the vampires, he also needed to hide in the darkness.
With Voldemort's character, even if he returned, the first thing he would need to understand was the complete content of that prophecy from thirteen years ago, and why he had failed. Only this way could he find a way to solve the problem and not repeat the same mistake.
More specifically, he also needed to gain more strength and power to surpass Dumbledore.
Only in this way could he ensure he was infallible, attain true immortality, spread his own ideas of terror and evil throughout the magical world, and then rule the world.
In the books, Voldemort chose Dumbledore's Elder Wand, hoping to become the master of Death by acquiring the Deathly Hallows.
He even found the imprisoned Gellert Grindelwald and interrogated him.
The power of the Deathly Hallows was very strong, but now Voldemort had one more option, and that was the evil deity.
Voldemort could become even more powerful if he made proper use of the malevolent god statue he had taken.
Just like Herpo the Foul transformed himself into an evil deity, eternal life was only the beginning.
With those paths before him, Voldemort might not directly expose himself to capture Harry. The risk was too high.
Dumbledore's planning and Harry's mother's protective magic did not allow for it.
He needed to hide, like a snake lying in wait, and leap at the most opportune moment.
Voldemort was simply mad now, but he was not stupid. He was even more cunning than most individuals.
In that case, his target this time would probably be Barty Crouch Jr.; it was much less risky than going directly for Harry!
From the information available, Voldemort must have known that his most loyal servant had escaped from Azkaban.
He was prepared to save Barty Crouch Jr. and then let Crouch lead him to Harry instead of going out directly. He was scheming with the vampires at this Quidditch World Cup.
Evan nodded. This analysis seemed accurate.
But there was a problem. It was too risky to act directly here, and there were many uncertainties.
In the story that Evan knew, Voldemort and Peter Pettigrew entered Barty Crouch's house.
Obviously, it was much more covert, and they did not have to worry about being discovered.
Furthermore, Evan did not know how Voldemort found out that Crouch had taken Barty Crouch Jr. from his home. This matter should have been of the utmost secrecy, unless...
"I don't know what they are going to do, but I heard other people say that they broke into the home of a high official from the Ministry of Magic in London a few days ago, supposedly on orders from my uncle!" Elaine continued, "They seemed to be searching for something, or someone, but found nothing, and eventually hurried over here. Could this be related?"
That was correct! Voldemort, now impatient, had already taken action. However, due to work within the Department, Barty Crouch had to come here a few days ago to prepare for the Quidditch World Cup.
He probably brought Barty Crouch Jr. with him, so Voldemort and the vampires simply followed them here.
The two consecutive failures in acquiring the Philosopher's Stone in the Centaur ruins and the rescue of Barty Crouch Jr. had surely frustrated Voldemort. He must be at the limit of his patience, ready to start here.
Evan nodded again; this must be Voldemort and the vampires' plan.
He simply did not know what they intended to do. Only by learning more details could he make accurate judgments promptly.
Evan was about to continue questioning Elaine; perhaps he would find more clues that he had overlooked.
"Elaine, you know them."
Before he could finish, Evan suddenly stopped and looked at the girl in front of him.
Against the soft candlelight, Elaine was truly beautiful, like a porcelain doll.
Her wine-colored eyes were full of charm, and with a light blue dress on her body, she exuded an even more powerful aura of beauty.
She had an indescribable temperament and was highly attractive.
Indeed, Evan had never seen a girl like her. Beyond being a vampire, her appearance alone was very... thrilling.
Elaine was completely drenched by the rain upon arriving here. Due to the cold, her tiny body trembled slightly, but it only evoked a strange feeling in Evan's heart.
It was like a lost deer, waiting alone for help.
After being soaked by the rain, Elaine's dress clung to her body, perfectly outlining her figure.
Although Evan did not intend to, his eyes naturally moved towards her and lingered there.
Perhaps because he was so close, Evan noticed that Elaine's light blue dress was slightly thin. Soaked by the rain, it even became slightly translucent.
With the distance between them, Evan could vaguely see Elaine's underwear under her dress. It was white, suspended, and simply... charming.