Nirvana Fire, Fiery Apparition, and the Healing Effects of Phoenix Tears!

His magical prowess, which had made him nearly invincible in the British wizarding world, had indeed made Linley somewhat overconfident, causing him to overlook the potential dangers inherent in Bloodline Fusion Magic.

Fortunately, the scorching flames were merely the residual effects of a bloodline talent that Linley had unconsciously released while merging with the Phoenix bloodline.

The flames that had burned down the Slytherin dormitory were also ordinary flames, ignited when flammable objects in the room caught fire after the indoor temperature reached their ignition point, rather than magical flames.

Had Draco examined them carefully, he could even have put out the flames in the dormitory himself with Aguamenti.

Of course, Draco could hardly be blamed. After all, no wizard who saw a Demon King level wizard proficient in fire magic release flames would assume they were merely ordinary fire.

Just as no one would think that the pistol drawn from the waist of a serial killer who had shot dozens of people was merely a plastic toy gun.

After Draco, Irina, and Professor McGonagall discovered Linley performing the Bloodline Fusion Magic ritual, the three of them had remained in the dormitory, now transformed into an ice cellar, anxiously watching Linley as he stood engulfed in flames and guarding him.

Linley's Bloodline Fusion Magic lasted a full day and night before finally succeeding.

The flames bathing Linley's body affectionately licked at his skin, then, with a thought from him, withdrew back into his body. Within his dark-red eyes, a faint flame seemed to flicker, like fire rekindled amid ashes.

"Thank you, Draco, Irina, and Professor McGonagall!"

Feeling his body in exceptionally good condition, Linley smiled as he spoke to the three standing by the door.

Seeing that Linley's Bloodline Fusion Magic had succeeded, Draco finally let out a long breath.