Off the western coast of Scotland, in England.
Barty Crouch Sr., who had not attended the Triwizard Tournament, was approaching the Hebrides by boat.
Before the large dragon farm beside the Forbidden Forest had been completed, the dragon farms owned by England's pure-bloods had largely been concentrated in two places.
Apart from the distant dragon farm in Romania, jointly operated with pure-bloods from other countries, there had been another very famous dragon farm at home.
It was the one before him now, dedicated to breeding Black Dragons native to Britain.
Of course, the place had long since been abandoned after its dragons were relocated.
But ever since the Double Serpent Society and England had agreed to hold a Legendary Life-and-Death Arena match, large numbers of wizards had appeared here again.
They worked day and night on the site of the abandoned dragon farm.
These people were the finest builders in the magical world, supported by countless wizards brought in to assist them.
After coming ashore, Barty headed with his guards toward a bay lined with towering white cliffs.
It was here that the wizard builders were constructing a magnificent Quidditch stadium and an immense, impregnable arena.
Work on these two massive projects had not stopped for even a moment, despite the serious clash between England and the Double Serpent Society some time earlier.
The stadium was not particularly demanding from a technical standpoint. After several months of construction, it needed only some essential maintenance before opening during the summer holidays.
The stadium resembled a blooming purple iris, its canopy formed like curling petals wrapped around it, giving it a fantastical appearance.
Now, all the builders' efforts were focused on constructing an arena capable of accommodating battles between Legendary Wizards.
This Life-and-Death Arena not only had to withstand magical bombardments from