Unburnable Wood (Thanks to Yang Ankn for the Two Love-Powered Donations! Thank You!)

"Sure enough, it's this one! Fourteen and a thirds of an inch! Qilin Horn! I haven't seen one like this in so many years!" Ollivander excitedly held Su Yu's wand. The red base shimmered with a blue glow, the two colors intertwining, flowing, and cycling endlessly on the wand. "Is this the Unburnable Wood? The legendary volcanic tree from the Kunlun Flame Heaven, burning day and night, unaffected by storms or torrential rains, burning without being extinguished..."

"The Unburnable Wood?" A group of people looked at Su Yu.

"Oh, you Unburnable Wood? Headmaster Dumbledore didn't recognize its value back then, so I didn't say much. I heard from my dad that it's recorded in the Classic of Mountains and Seas of Mountains and Fire Forest that there's a kind of tree in the Kunlun Flame Heaven Forest that lives in an environment of constant high temperatures, surrounded by magma, and with constant subterranean fire. Its leaves ignite into Mars as soon as they fall to the ground, and it blooms once every thousand years, its flowers crimson like fiery lotuses. When the wind blows, the Mars scatter, and the entire tree is on fire from birth, burning day and night. Even the branches that are cut off will continue to burn, never going out."

"Is this tree some kind of spirit? Does such a tree really exist?" Even if Young Master Malfoy was very knowledgeable, he was still a greenhorn in front of the East University.

"I remember reading about this in an ancient book on the mountain. Does such a thing still exist? It's unbelievable! What a waste of a treasure! If this were made into a magic artifact, wouldn't it be ten thousand times better than it is now?" Cho Chang felt a pain in his chest at this moment.

"I remember talking to that master," Ollivander slowly calmed down. "He said that this wand can grant immortality in dire straits, rebirth from fire, immunity to all poisons, and maintain one's mental state. I don't know if it's true or not."

"Immunity to all poisons is probably useless; I've been knocked out by alcohol several times already," Su Yu said, taking his wand with a sarcastic tone.

"Is counterfeit alcohol considered poison?" Fa-jie was a little confused.

"It shouldn't count. At least, I've never used fake alcohol to make poison..." Neville replied seriously.

"Why are you mixing poison for no reason?" Fred and George surrounded Neville. "Give us some, okay? We'll sell it for money! Really!"

"Why not just kill her? Why keep this female reporter alive?" Young Master Malfoy, along with Goyle and Crabbe, struggled to drag the unconscious Rita Skeeter back to the Slytherin common room, somewhat puzzled.

The dimly lit lounge was bathed in the shimmering light and shadows reflected in the lake, with only the soft sound of flowing water. A stone fireplace in the corner burned with warm flames, the orange-red Kakkō leaping and dispelling the damp chill of the dungeon.

"The martial world isn't just about fighting and killing; it's about human relationships and social interactions..." Su Yu drawled, slowly sitting down on the sofa. "Keeping her alive is sometimes more effective than killing her. We need to control public opinion."

"Oh! Does that mean we can criticize Potter however we want from now on?" Malfoy thought excitedly.

"Is that all you're capable of?" Callis rolled her eyes at Malfoy, seemingly displeased with his pursuit. "We can spread rumors about Headmaster Dumbledore and the little boy Harry!"

"You're about as good as him..." Theodore adjusted his glasses, mercilessly mocking the two good-for-nothings.

"I'm hungry..." Goyle whispered to Crabbe.

"I was starving, but I just saw a cheesecake on the table and stuffed it into my mouth!" Crabbe wiped his mouth with his hand, trying to erase the evidence.

"What? You actually stole food?" Goyle punched him, and then the two of them started wrestling and rolling around on the ground.

"Where's my cheesecake?!" Kurama had just gone to wash his face, and when he came back, his cheesecake was gone. "My cheesecake!!!!"

"Throw all three of them out first..." Su Yu rubbed his forehead, suddenly feeling exhausted, and still a little worried. "Let them go to the lobby and get something to eat first, then we'll continue discussing Rita Skeeter's matter."

Daphne quickly picked up the still impotently furious Kurama, and walked out of the lounge with Goyle and Crabbe.

"Rita Skeeter, I know you can hear me, stop pretending." Su Yu turned around and nudged Rita was lying motionless on the ground, with his toe.

Rita's hair was plastered messily to her cheeks, her signature exaggerated makeup was a complete mess, and she looked like she was soaked in sweat. The dark green Quick-Quotes Quill she used to fabricate rumors fell to the ground and rolled far away.

Did I tell you to stand up?

She was about to stand up when she heard Su Yu's words, and her legs went weak. She knelt down again in a sorry state, her body trembling uncontrollably. Looking up at Su Yu in front of her, her eyes were filled with extreme fear.

Her mouth, which used to be adept at twisting the truth and speaking eloquently, was now filled with nothing but frantic pleas, her voice trembling uncontrollably.

"I was wrong! I was wrong! Please, please let me go! Please let me go..."

Rita hurriedly raised her hand to wipe her eyes haphazardly, stammering and desperately trying to explain and beg for mercy.

She clutched the hem of her clothes tightly, bowed her head humbly, her body trembling incessantly. Her posture was extremely disheveled and humble, completely lacking the arrogance of a well-known reporter from the Daily Prophet.

Su Yu looked down at the trembling woman kneeling on the ground, his tone calm and composed, revealing no trace of joy or anger.

"Don't be nervous, ma'am."

Su Yu crossed his legs, his gaze sweeping indifferently over her disheveled appearance.

"I won't kill you. You're best at fabricating rumors, manipulating public opinion, spreading false information, and manipulating people's hearts—these skills are still quite useful."

Rita froze, looked up abruptly, her eyes filled with disbelief, fear, and a sense of relief. She quickly held her breath, not daring to interrupt.

"From today onwards, put down those pointless tabloid gimmicks of yours." Su Yu nodded slightly, his words carrying an undeniable air of authority.

"I need you to do my bidding, control public opinion in the Wizarding World, cover up my tracks, and spread the information I need. If you obey, you'll be safe; if you disobey..."

Rita dared not disobey in the slightest. She nodded emphatically, her forehead almost touching the ground, her voice still trembling, but full of absolute obedience. "I will! I will obey you completely! From now on, I will only work for you. I will write whatever you tell me to write. I will never speak recklessly or betray you! I will be completely at your service!"

Rita Skeeter completely abandoned all pride and dignity, her mind filled only with the thought of survival and loyalty, and respectfully awaited his instructions.

"Don't rush, Rita," Su Yu took out a Shadow Compass Society badge from his Storage Ring, but instead of handing it to her, he directly inserted it into her chest.

"Don't be afraid, I told you, I won't kill you."

Rita Skeeter was still shaking like a leaf.

"This badge can protect you when you're in danger, but more importantly, it can devour your soul if you betray me, condemning you to eternal damnation. That's ten thousand times more painful than the Cruciatus Curse, and it's permanent. I hope you won't try it, understand?"