A buff man who looked like a professional body builder was stood ripping chunks of wood in half with his bare hands, he was Six-Six and had a black goatee, his hair was black and buzzed short. His face had a bear-like scratch going across it. This man radiated murderous energy, is sent a chill down Fred and George's spines. "That's our Uncle, Ivan Riddle." Mattheo whispered faintly. "Uncle, where is Alani?" Artemas asked timidly as he approached his Uncle. "Getting water, the others are inside." The man spoke in a deep Russian accent, his voice sounded like it was auto tuned, that was how deep it was. Fred and George left after saying goodbye to Artemas and Mattheo. They found themselves running away from the tent, that man scared them to the bone, they arrived at their own tent breathless and stunned. "What's the matter with you two?" Mr Weasley asked, Bartemius Crouch was stood beside Ludo Bagman now. "They met Mr Riddle i'm betting." Bagman laughed hysterically. "Mr Riddle?" Ron quizzed. "Artemas and Mattheo's Uncle, he's You-Know-Whos Half-Brother. He's the reason why I didn't offer to take them over to their tent, he's terrifying." Bagman shook his body slightly. "I get shivers just thinking about it." he faintly said. "What does he look like?" Charlie asked curiously. "He's Six-Six at least, with a black goatee and a black buzz cut. He is built like a professionally weight lifter, he saw him ripping logs of wood in half with his bare hands like it was nothing. He had the eyes of someone who would snap you in half and not regret a thing. He also has a bear-like scratch across his whole face." George described Ivan Riddle like he was from a realistic nightmare. "He has to be like that, he's the Head Auror alongside Mad-Eye Moody." Mr Crouch informed them. "Speaking of the Riddles, I need to find Alanticora Riddle, Mr Fudge needs her linguistic expertise to speak with the Bulgarian Minister. I'll be leaving now, it was nice seeing you Mr Weasley." Mr Crouch left, he was followed by Mr Bagman. 