Hogwarts becomes host

"...So, what is the use of this senior investigator?" Ron was confused after reading the newspaper, "It seems that it was not explained clearly, or did I miss it?"

"Investigating everyone, everything, and everything in Hogwarts," Elaine explained. "You haven't missed it. Fudge deliberately didn't write down her responsibilities clearly, so that whatever she wants to do is blocked by the name of investigation. Anyway, she mainly supervises professors and has nothing to do with students... maybe?"

"This is so shameless! The Minister of Magic only needs a ridiculous excuse to force people into a place that is not under his jurisdiction? How can the law allow such a thing!" Hermione's breathing was rapid, her eyes were bright, and she stared. Elaine asked. "I can't believe it! Did you ever think that something like this would happen when you published the book?"

"You are so smart and can't even think of it. How could I know?" Elaine replied helplessly. "Also, the laws of the magical world are inherently unclear and corrupt..."

"It's no use blaming Elaine." Harry said with a headache. "We should find a way to help Professor Dumbledore get out of this predicament─"

Everyone was talking about it, but a naughty smile broke out on Ron's face.

"Why are you laughing?" Harry and Hermione asked at the same time, glaring at him.

"Well, there are really professors in the school who have taken action against students." Ron snickered and gestured to Elaine, "And...think about what will happen when Professor Shafik and Professor McGonagall are supervised? It must be very... Interestingly, the two of them are not as good-tempered as Professor Dumbledore, and that woman named Umbridge is definitely doomed..."

"Daphne is my fiancée." Elaine replied angrily, "How does it mean that I am making out with my fiancée against the students? But what you said later is right, Adair will not be provoked, Umbridge. It would be fine if I didn’t do anything..."

Ron's mouth opened quickly, but no sound came out.

Harry could tell from the shape of his mouth that he seemed to want to say the word 'Hermione'...

The next second, the sandwich on the plate flew up automatically and hit Ron hard in the mouth.

"Okay, hurry up and eat!" Hermione said dullly, "We have to go. If she wants to check our next class, we can't be late!"

At Hermione's urging, they could only stop chatting and hurriedly finished their breakfast and headed to the classroom.

On the way, Harry suddenly asked.

"Elaine, if Umbridge came to supervise you, what would you do?"

"Huh? Just... let her supervise me. What can I do?" Elaine shrugged, "Don't worry, she won't find me so soon. Besides, as long as I take the class seriously, she won't be able to catch her. My handle..."

***

[Hey anchor, how does it feel to be stared at by a pink toad? 】

[Choose the host’s Muggle Studies class for the first class. This is a show of authority]

[Didn’t Baba say that Fauji is unlikely to have a dispute with the Shafiq family? 】

[Unlikely, but still possible]

[It makes sense to start with the anchor. Isn’t she the only professor who is messing with students now? 】

Elaine's face sank as she sat on the teacher's chair. The class had just begun when Umbridge came in through the back door, carrying a gaudy pink bag.

The students looked at the two of them uneasily.

"Good morning──um, Shafiq, professor." She said to Elaine in a sweet falsetto. "I believe you must have received my notice? It says to check the time and date of your class."

Elaine raised her eyebrows. Umbridge didn't give her anything at all.

It seems that this guy is just looking for trouble, so don't blame her.

"Maybe? I often receive a lot of letters, but I always leave them to the house elves to help me review them. After all, you know, a beautiful witch like me is still very popular even if she has made an engagement." Elaine laughed. Roubuxiao replied casually. "I think my elf made a mistake and treated your notice as garbage... After all, Hogwarts has never investigated such a thing in the thousand years since it was founded."

"...That's because the previous headmasters were all highly respected wizards or witches, and they had never caused such a big scandal." Umbridge said with a twinkle in her eye. "The Ministry of Magic is only taking necessary measures. I'm sorry, although you didn't receive the notification, I still─"

"If you want to observe, please do so." Elaine stood up and interrupted her, "I do not exclude anyone from attending my class, whether it is you, Dumbledore, or Voldemort, as long as they are not in my class I don’t care if you cause trouble casually.”

Umbridge's smile faltered, but she still pretended to be nonchalant as she conjured a low ornate armchair and pulled it to the front of the classroom, placing it a few inches behind Elaine.

She just sat there, took out her writing pad, and stared at Elaine's back with her bulging eyes.

Elaine felt nothing. She had been spied on by the live broadcast room for so many years. Not to mention Umbridge, even Voldemort's murderous glare was of no use.

Only Hermione or Daphne could sway her.

This class was for sixth grade, and neither of them was there.

"Please open the handouts... Last semester, I explained the development trajectory of Muggle politics. At the beginning of this semester, we will conduct an in-depth study of the operation mode of Muggle law."

Elaine used music magic as usual and began to create illusions.

"Some people may think that Muggle laws are invalid for us and there is no need to abide by them, but just like the Ministry of Magic has the Department of Law Enforcement to maintain order, Muggles also have similar agencies... If you don't want to be chased by a large group of Muggles, give magic a If you don't cause any trouble, just listen to the class carefully."

Some students snickered, and Umbridge cleared her throat. Elaine ignored her.

"I mentioned before that there is no difference in appearance between Muggles and wizards. After all, we are all humans, not werewolves or giants. Therefore, Muggles will not just stare at wizards. They will not recognize wizards at all unless you do something. Something beyond their common sense. According to surveys, the law that wizards are most likely to break in the Muggle world is──"

"Ahem, ahem."

"Investigator?" Umbridge's coughing became louder and louder, and Elaine had no choice but to turn her head and ask kindly. "Do you need a cough drop?"

"No, I──"

"But your cough will make it difficult for the students to hear me, and it will also interfere with the operation of my magic. Since you don't need it, then I will use magic to isolate your cough? Is this good for us, you, and the students?" It’s all good, sorry.”

Without waiting for a response, Elaine tapped lightly, and Umbridge's voice disappeared completely.

Although her mouth was still moving, no one could hear what she said.

Many students watched this scene with interest.

Umbridge looked like she had been slapped in the face. She straightened the parchment on her writing board and scribbled angrily.