Mysterious Journey
Chapter 51: Elena, the Little Angel of Friendship Promotion (More to come tonight)
Crabbe and Goyle, who looked burly and sturdy, couldn't even last half a minute against the girl. They were both felled to the ground with just one touch from Ailina.
At that moment, Draco Malfoy finally remembered the fear he had been dominated by the silver-haired girl in Diagon Alley a month ago, and the despair under the stark contrast of power.
"W-wait... wait."
Draco Malfoy's pale cheeks turned even whiter. He looked frantically at the sticky toad in his hands – the one Crabbe had tossed to him before charging forward – as if clutching at a lifeline, and said urgently, "We just came to deliver this toad. Look, it's healthy and well. We were extra careful when we caught it..."
Ailina glanced at the little Malfoy boy, who was trembling with fear but still trying to make logical sense, a glint of amusement flashed in her eyes, she raised her eyebrows without saying a word, and slowly raised her right hand.
Seeing Ailina raise her hand, Draco closed his eyes in fear and subconsciously shrunk his head. "Ugh, I really just wanted to help..."
*Poof.*
The expected pain didn't come. Draco Malfoy felt a slightly cold hand gently land on his head, and a soft, gentle voice reached his ears.
"Okay, thank you for your trouble. If you want to make friends, remember not to be so *tsundere* next time."
Huh?!
Draco cautiously opened one eye, looked up, and a delicate face appeared before him, so flawless that he could even count the long, slightly trembling eyelashes on the girl's eyelids.
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Ailina, Ailina Kaslana."
Ailina casually ruffled Draco Malfoy's neatly combed hair, stood up straight, glanced around at the three little boys still standing in the compartment, relaxed her expression, and clapped her hands with a grin.
"Okay, it seems like it was just a misunderstanding."
"That, I still feel..."
Draco Malfoy subconsciously tried to explain with a aggrieved tone. He still hadn't figured out what was going on. He felt like he was being targeted.
"Hmm?"
Ailina glanced behind her dismissively and made a nasal sound. Draco shuddered and immediately shut his mouth.
Very good, it seems that children from noble families at least have a high level of comprehension, Ailina's mouth curved into a smile. She glanced around the compartment and continued, "In a distant eastern country, there is a saying, 'No discord, no concord.' So, now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, you are all friends, right?"
"No, no."
"Yeah, I heard my dad say that."
"Ailina *jiejie* is right."
Harry, Ron, and Malfoy looked at each other, then at the silver-haired little loli standing in the middle of the carriage, smiling, and nodded in unison, agreeing without any backbone.
"Hey, hey, you two too. Stop pretending to be dead on the ground. I intentionally avoided hitting any vital areas. Don't worry, I won't hit you anymore. But, if you dare to lie to me again..."
Ailina nodded in satisfaction, kicked the two "corpses" on the ground with her little boots, and said slowly – she had never seen anyone who had fainted whose eyelids twitched so quickly. Compared to the children around the town, Goyle and Crabbe's acting skills were simply too clumsy.
"Don't hit me, don't hit me, I'll get up right away!"
"Sorry, sorry, we didn't mean to."
Hearing Ailina's words, Crabbe and Goyle, who Draco Malfoy thought had sacrificed themselves to protect him and were unconscious, quickly opened their eyes and got up from the ground, much to Draco Malfoy's astonishment.
Especially Crabbe, who was the second to fall, practically jumped up from the ground in an instant. As for Goyle, who had been truly knocked down, he wobbled for a while before slowly getting to his feet with Crabbe's support.
Ignoring the turbulent waves in the little Malfoy boy's heart, Ailina happily looked around at the little kids in the compartment and skillfully gave herself a thumbs up.
"Good, if anyone dares to bully you at school in the future, *jiejie* will have your back."
Sure enough, Ailina had long known that, just as Old Man Benitez said, the quickest way to integrate into an unfamiliar learning environment is to get along with classmates right from the start.
This successful methodology had been verified in the orphanage and in the town's elementary school. Obviously, it also applied to the little wizards of Hogwarts.
Watching Harry Potter and Malfoy's group introduce themselves to each other in a friendly manner, Ailina's heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment.
So, the only reason why she, this kind and gentle little angel who promotes friendship between classmates, is called to the principal's office every week is because the teachers in the town are deliberately targeting her.