The call had been received five minutes after midnight, but the fire looked as though it had been burning for hours. Strange, bluebell-shaped flames fluttered over the razed structure, resisting every water-dousing or oxygen-depriving charm they threw at it. Some compared it to Fiendfyre, erroneously, as the conflagration did not spread. The shops on either side had been evacuated as a precaution nonetheless, but there was nothing that could be done. The remediation crew simply watched as the fire consumed itself.