Everyone at Hogwarts knew that second-year Eileen was a very special student.

Whether it was the first "Classroom Assistant" in Potions class, the "Head Coach" of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, the head chef of the Hogwarts kitchen, or the "Head of House" walking among the four houses...

Clearly, the number of special titles stacked on Eileen Caslana was simply too many.

To the point that, in addition to "special" and "amazing," it was often difficult to intuitively summarize the scope of this petite silver-haired witch's privileges.

After all, Hogwarts never posted any job descriptions.

In the eyes of many students, Eileen was more like a student cadre somewhere between a "special prefect" and a "student representative."

However, with Eileen's confrontation with Umbridge today, her position in the Hogwarts food chain was finally revealed.

Perhaps there were some doubts about her "faculty status," but the authority over the House Points hourglass could not be faked.

No matter how many points Umbridge deducted, Eileen could add them back – this was the most direct foundation for "equal dialogue."

As for being immune to detention, it seemed likely from Eileen's indifferent expression.

Eileen Caslana was actually a role between a full professor and the castle caretaker.

In other words, Umbridge, who was currently only a "deputy" professor and High Inquisitor, couldn't completely restrict Eileen.

In a sense, the two were on the same level...

The High Inquisitor's audit authority did not include the castle caretaker, Hogwarts head chef, or gamekeeper.

If the Ministry of Magic wanted to fully intervene in Hogwarts, unless Cornelius Fudge planned to directly confront Dumbledore, Umbridge couldn't control Eileen no matter what – this was the reason why Eileen was so arrogant. Who didn't know how to use borrowed power?

Umbridge obviously realized this, and she looked as if she had been slapped hard in the face.

Watching Eileen walk away, she didn't continue speaking, but angrily drove away the young wizards gathered around the Great Hall.

On the other side, Eileen didn't pay any attention to this "small" episode, and continued introducing the rules of the competition to Hermione, picking up from their previous conversation.

"Compared to Quidditch matches, the House Cup provides more possibilities for young wizards. In addition to overall magical ability, there are also tactical choices, inheritance, and many other aspects. It's not just about good grades or having one or two outstanding students to win – students from different grades will interact and communicate more closely, and for Hogwarts, this will also enhance the sense of camp between different houses."

"Didn't you just tell me not to get angry at Umbridge? Isn't this even more obvious?"

Hermione's attention was clearly not on the competition. She lowered her voice and said, a playful smile appearing on her face.

The emotions that she couldn't vent in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class had finally found a place to release. Looking at Umbridge's livid face, as if she had swallowed a fly, Hermione's mood, which had been low due to the werewolf incident, suddenly improved a lot.

"That's not because you said you didn't want to hand in homework next week..."

Eileen shrugged and casually explained.

If Umbridge had assigned less homework in the last class, perhaps she would have considered targeting the annoying toad later.

However, since her beloved "Calculation Machine" took the initiative to speak, then Umbridge had no luck in continuing to live – although the research progress of the werewolf potion had not kept up, she could try to dig some holes for the Ministry of Magic, and let them walk in voluntarily.

As for the name of the pit...

Eileen cut the pan-fried lamb chops, and casually glanced at an empty seat on the faculty table.

Gilderoy Lockhart's dark history was undoubtedly the most tempting bait for the Ministry of Magic.

Speaking of which, as the chief reporter of *The Daily Prophet*, Rita Skeeter's "proof of loyalty" seemed to be not enough.

And on the other hand, this lady's loyalty had to be tested... Eileen didn't want the origin of the Third Wizarding War to be due to the greed and shortsightedness of some little bug – if she could pass the final level, then she would be qualified to be promoted to a full member.

It was just right to conduct the two full-member assessments together. If something went wrong, it would be convenient to deal with them together.

When she went to visit those two "possibly" decrepit old wizards later, she would mention it in passing.

"I have to go to the Headmaster's office after dinner first."

After making up her mind, Eileen turned her head and said without any integrity.

"Hermione, why don't you just go back to the Gryffindor common room instead of going to the library later?"

If she didn't have a little wing as a guide, it would be too difficult for her to traverse the castle on her own – anyway, her idiot-proof nature had long been exposed, and Eileen didn't intend to hide it. The stockpile had a sending mission, and the little marinated flavor was not carried with her. She could get herself lost as soon as she left the Great Hall.

"Then... about the three times you lied—"

Hermione's amber eyes sparkled with anticipation, and Eileen vaguely saw her own shadow in them.

"I was framed – that signature was actually forged by Professor Dumbledore."

Eileen explained very seriously, pointing to the top of her head, "Look, I'm really not lying!"

"Wait, you can now consciously control your tuft of hair to cooperate with you when you lie?!"

"...At least not in the Gryffindor dormitory."

Looking at Hermione, who was impervious to persuasion, Eileen sighed helplessly.

Three times was three times. Anyway, she wouldn't lose out, after all, the other party was Little Beaver – as long as it wasn't in the Gryffindor girls' dormitory, behind closed doors in her own small room, the two of them could play however they wanted. As for the interest, she would ask those two old men for it.

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Different from Eileen's ease, Umbridge was noticeably silent that night.

After the evening banquet began that day, she did not express her opinions triumphantly at the faculty table as she usually did, but looked back and forth at the other faculty members at Hogwarts with a gloomy face.

Eileen's rebuttal made Umbridge realize a problem:

Hogwarts might not be as easy to handle as she and Cornelius Fudge had imagined.

Without more power, she would soon find it difficult to move an inch at Hogwarts.

Of course, the most important point was that she had to figure out the extent of Dumbledore's fear of the Ministry of Magic first.

As for Eileen, she was just Dumbledore's pawn to test the waters.

In Umbridge's decades of political career, she had seen too many such "borrowed power" brats.

As a senior official of the Ministry of Magic and High Inquisitor of Hogwarts, she was equivalent to the "face" of the Ministry of Magic at Hogwarts.

This series of tests was obviously aimed at her, and Umbridge planned to directly confront Dumbledore.

As the Ministry of Magic had planned before, use the government to directly exert pressure.

When things were out in the open, Eileen would inevitably become a discarded piece – if Hogwarts tolerated students bullying Ministry officials, the pressure from the Board of Governors and the Ministry of Magic alone could make him overwhelmed, even if he was Albus Dumbledore.

Half an hour later, the Hogwarts evening banquet ended.

The students filed out of the Great Hall, talking and walking towards their respective dormitories.

Umbridge noticed that Eileen did not go to the basement common room like the other Hufflepuff girls.

On the contrary, she was mixed in with the Gryffindor team, walking up the stairs towards the upper part of the castle.

And just before she left the Great Hall, Umbridge was sure that she had seen Eileen wave to Dumbledore, and the two seemed to have made some kind of secret signal from a distance.

Sure enough! She really guessed right!

All of this was within Albus Dumbledore's plan!

Dolores Umbridge narrowed her eyes slightly, her face frighteningly stiff.

It had to be admitted that Hogwarts' "insubordination plan" was indeed very successful.

Umbridge never expected that Dumbledore would use a "privileged student" to exchange pieces. If she didn't react at all, then Eileen Caslana alone could single-handedly defend against her, and in turn attack the Ministry of Magic's reputation and status at Hogwarts.

After the students had almost left, Umbridge stood up and followed the Gryffindor students from a distance.

She planned to rush into the Headmaster's office directly when Eileen "reported" to Dumbledore.

In this way, even if Dumbledore still used the same mud-slinging rhetoric as before, he would not be able to continue to fool her.

Just as Umbridge guessed, Eileen mixed in with the Gryffindor students and came to the corridor on the seventh floor of the castle, but she did not continue towards the common room like the other young wizards, but turned to the other side of the corridor.

And at the front of that corridor, there was only one possible room to reach at this time.

The Headmaster's office, located behind two ugly gargoyles.

"Chocolate Frog!" Eileen whispered the password and disappeared into the corridor.

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Yay!