'Oops! I Stole the Isekai Lottery'-Chapter 60: DADA Curse Strikes Again & Meeting the spirit

As Raja and the Golden Trio entered the Great Hall, they immediately felt the shift in the atmosphere. A new figure sat at the staff table, dressed in the ugliest shade of pink humanity had ever witnessed. The sight alone made Raja's eye twitch.

Dumbledore, ever the dramatic announcer, stood and cleared his throat.

"Students, we have a new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor—Professor Dolores Umbridge, appointed by the Ministry of Magic."

The Hall, in perfect unity, booed.

"Such harmony," Raja whispered.

Dolores Umbridge, unfazed, stood up and cleared her throat with an ear-piercing "Hem-hem."

"I am here," she declared, "to instill discipline, structure, and proper education in this... lawless place."

Lawyer Raja raised an eyebrow. "Ah, so you're the villain this year. Got it."

The Hall chuckled, but Umbridge turned red. "Excuse me?"

Lawyer Raja leaned back, perfectly relaxed. "Let's get straight to the point. What exactly are your qualifications for Defense Against the Dark Arts?"

Umbridge puffed up like an offended peacock. "I have studied Ministry-approved materials and have extensive knowledge of theoretical defense!"

Raja blinked. "So... you've never fought a Dark wizard?"

"I assure you, I have studied—"

"Ever duelled anyone?"

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"That is not—"

"Ever even held a wand aggressively?"

"That is irrelevant!" she snapped.

Raja gasped dramatically. "Oh no. You're a PowerPoint professor! The worst kind!"

The Hall exploded with laughter, and Umbridge's face resembled a violently boiled tomato. Dumbledore rubbed his beard, amused.

Raja shook his head. "Look, lady, I don't know if you read the job description, but the Defense Against the Dark Arts position is cursed. Every professor lasts a year—if they're lucky."

"That is a silly superstition," she said stiffly.

Raja smirked. "Oh, really? Lets see about that."

And thus, The Curse of Umbridge began.

It started small.

The first morning, Umbridge stubbed her toe on the corner of her desk.

"The curse," Raja whispered ominously from across the room.

The second day, the staircases moved every time she tried to reach her class, forcing her to wander for an hour.

"The curse," Raja muttered again, shaking his head.

The third day, her tea was mysteriously spiked with a mild laxative.

As she barely made it to the loo, Raja whispered, "The curse is merciful today... but tomorrow?"

Her eye twitched.

Her sleep deprivation began when whispers echoed in her room at night.

"Dolores... why are you here...?"

"You don't belong..."

"The curse is coming..."

She bolted upright, sweating. No one was there.

Then, the next night, she saw a shadow in her mirror. When she turned—nothing.

Her paranoia skyrocketed.

By the fourth night, she looked like she had aged ten years.

Raja, ever the concerned student, approached. "Professor, you look terrible. Are you okay?"

"I—I am fine," she stammered, looking over her shoulder.

"You should really sleep, ma'am. You look like you're one bad dream away from screaming your way out of this school."

She twitched.

Things escalated.

Her staircase vanished beneath her feet, only for her to miraculously land on a cushion of air.

She started remember all the Raja's statements from the class whenever she was in a Predicament like he is ghost constantly reminding her.

"The curse is playing with you now," Raja whispers.

A chandelier almost fell on her.

"The curse grows impatient," Raja said gravely.

A broom cupboard suddenly locked her inside for an hour.

"It's testing your will to live," Raja told her solemnly.

By this point, Umbridge was on edge. She wouldn't eat, wouldn't sleep, and jumped whenever someone coughed.

Then came The Forbidden Forest Incident.

One night, under Raja's carefully placed hypnosis spell, she wandered into the forest.

She awoke to centaurs staring at her.

Just as they reached for their bows, Hagrid burst in.

"WHAT'RE YEH DOIN' IN 'ERE, PROFESSOR?!"

She shrieked, ran out of the forest, and collapsed at the castle entrance, mumbling, "The curse is real... the curse is real...!"

The last straw came when Raja lured her into following a little girl down a hallway.

She called out, "Little girl, are you lost?"

The child turned.

She had no face.

Dolores screamed so loud that the ghosts winced.

She woke up in the infirmary, drenched in sweat, wailing in terror.

That morning, she resigned and left Hogwarts immediately.

As she rode away in her carriage, Raja stood at the castle gates, waving.

"THE CURSE STRIKES AGAIN!" he bellowed.

The whole school cheered.

Maya, ever the tsundere Ultimate Helping System, appeared before Raja with her usual mix of annoyance and begrudging care.

"Listen up, idiot!" she snapped. "I have important news. You can now anchor this world as your main world, and—"

Raja, not even letting her finish, fist-pumped the air like a victorious anime protagonist.

"MULTIVERSE, BABY!"

Maya sighed. "Yes, you loud buffoon. The multiverse option is available, but the real kicker is you can also adjust the time dilation inside it."

Raja's eyes gleamed with pure greed.

"You mean... I can basically turn this into a VR game where I pop in and out whenever I want? I can enter a world, have a blast, then return to the exact moment I left in this one? Like an OP isekai protagonist?"

Maya crossed her arms. "Essentially, yes."

"Oh-ho-ho! The power! The flexibility! The endless questionable life choices I can now make!"

Maya glared. "I swear, if you act like a buffoon in every Universe—"

"Maya, please. I am a man of culture."

Maya rolled her eyes. "Sure you are. Anyway, the default setting allows you to compress time. If you sleep 8 hours in the main world, you can set time flow however you want in another—1 minute here could be a whole day there, or whatever ridiculous ratio you prefer."

Raja clasped his hands together, looking up at the heavens. "Thank you, ROB-sama, for giving me Maya-chan, the tsundere system of my dreams!"

Maya immediately zapped him.

Just as Raja was getting over his electrocution, Maya casually dropped another bombshell.

"Oh, by the way, you can meet the Hogwarts spirit now."

Raja perked up. "Hogwarts spirit?! Like, an adorable floating castle ghost? A cute NPC? A sentient AI? A tsundere like you?"

Maya deadpanned. "First of all, I'm not a tsundere. Second, don't scare her. She's... let's say, delicate."

Raja smirked. "Maya, my dear, that sounds like a challenge."

Maya instantly regretted everything.

With a flash of light, Raja found himself inside a hidden chamber beneath the castle. A small, wispy, golden light hovered before him.

"Hello?" the spirit said in a soft, curious voice.

Raja, ever the dramatic menace, dropped to one knee like a royal knight meeting a fairy queen.

"HOGWARTS, MY LOVE! MY HOME! MY BELOVED CASTLE! I HAVE RETURNED!"

The spirit floated back in fear.

Maya facepalmed. "I told you not to scare her, you idiot!"

The tiny spirit blinked, confused, and Raja quickly toned it down.

"Ahem. Sorry about that. What's your name, little one?"

The spirit tilted its head in confusion.

"BLASPHEMY!" Raja shouted. "Then I shall name you... Hogi!"

The spirit tilted its head. "Hogi?"

"Yep. Short for Hogwarts, but also sounds adorable, like a tiny magical marshmallow."

Hogi seemed to consider this and then nodded. " I am Hogi!"

Maya groaned. "You just met and already turned her into a clone of yourself."

Raja grinned. "I am an inspiration to many, Maya."

Raja sat cross-legged on the floor, watching the tiny spirit float in circles around Maya, clearly full of excitement.

"So, what's her deal?" he asked, tilting his head.

Maya, ever the exasperated mentor, explained.

"Hogi manifested 200 years ago, but because no one trained her, she never developed properly. She barely speaks, doesn't understand magic control, and until recently, she didn't even know how to interact with the castle."

Hogi, hearing this, puffed up proudly and floated to Raja.

"B-big... bro?" she stammered, looking at him expectantly.

Raja beamed. "Yes! Big bro Raja will make you excellent, just like me!"

Hogi immediately mimicked his stance, trying to pose just like him.

Maya facepalmed so hard she nearly dislocated something. "And this is why I wasn't available for weeks. I was training her, not watching your disgusting activities, you sex demon."

Raja choked on air. "W-WHAT?!"

Hogi nodded rapidly. "B-big... s-sexy... d-demon!"

Raja froze in horror as Maya zapped him into next week.

And thus, the legendary Hogwarts spirit met the world's worst influence.