Silver-Haired Mediator

"This is the moment, Neville, hurry up."

In the shaky train corridor, Hermione Granger trotted with her robe in hand. Behind her was a cute chubby-faced boy with red and swollen eyes, as if he had just been crying.

Little Hermione's face was full of anxiety, and her white teeth were biting her lower lip with force. Every now and then, she would recall the figure with silver hair in front of her and hear the push and commotion as she left the room. A voice as sharp as a slap.

Hope too late. At least the blonde leader did not seem like an unreasonable person. Just this once, should she really not fight?

"Hey!"

"We're back, don't fight..."

Little brown-haired Lori slammed open the compartment door and panted, nervously looking inside, her face unable to help but show surprise, "...Huh?"

Different from the tension she had imagined before, the compartment displayed a particularly calm and friendly atmosphere.

On the floor, Ron and the other two chubby boys— if she remembered correctly, they were called Goyle and Crabbe— looked at each other sadly holding a book.

In the window seat to the left, Harry and the pale blond-haired boy who claimed to be Malfoy were together, whispering over the content of the textbook.

In front of the two, Elena leaned against the window with a hand on her chin, the sun shining through the window and falling on her long silver hair, and a spell book also rested on her lap. Obviously, she was reading as well.

What was going on?

Little Hermione's Lori showed confusion on her face, instinctively stepped back, raised her head and looked at the compartment number with a dumbfounded expression—indeed, there was nothing wrong.

"Sorry," timidly said a chubby red-faced boy who appeared behind Hermione, "I'm Neville, Neville Longbottom. Granger said, have you found my toad?"

As the compartment door opened, everyone in the room looked up at the same time, their gazes falling unevenly on the door. The most enthusiastic of them were Gower and Crabbe.

"Yes, we've been waiting for you for a long time, come take a look."

"It doesn't matter if we didn't find it, let's look together."

Upon hearing Neville's words, Goyle and Crabbe almost instantly dropped the book, relief evident on their faces as they stood up and responded with overflowing enthusiasm.

"What happened, I mean, are you here...?"

Hermione pointed at Gore's still red and swollen forehead and asked suspiciously.

"Uh, that was..."

Gore touched his forehead and smiled embarrassedly, preparing to answer truthfully, when he suddenly felt someone patting his neck. "What?"

Hermione clearly saw the chubby and robust face stiffen, his body unnaturally trembling, and immediately closed his mouth.

"It was just an accidental fall. Right?"

Elena snorted and continued patting Gore on the shoulder, smiling and gently explaining to Hermione, "So, as you can see, after discussing it, we decided to wait for you while we got ready for the lesson."

Without waiting for the lady to continue questioning, Elena turned around and waved back.

"Hey, Malfoy, I remember the toad is still with you?"

"Yes, that's right!"

Draco Malfoy nodded quickly, put the toad on his knee, and leaned forward.

"Naví, is this your toad?" Elena asked, tilting her head.

"Rifkin! Thank God!" Neville extended his arms and ecstatically took hold of his pet toad.

"Thanks, really, thank you so much. I was desperate."

Naví held the toad, looked at Draco Malfoy, repeatedly inclined his head, and incoherently expressed his gratitude.

Though he only mumbled a "thanks," making him appear a little awkward, everyone present felt the joy and gratitude Neville was trying to convey, especially his classmates who were in front of him, like Malfoy.

At that moment, what should Draco Malfoy, who had never experienced such a scene, whose father had never taught him this lesson, nor knew how to face it, do? The boy instinctively looked towards Elena, but realized she was leading Hermione aside to whisper, ignoring him.

"In fact, it was mainly Gower and Crabbe who found it."

Draco Malfoy's pale cheeks slightly flushed, and he looked away. Uncomfortably, he said, "At first, I didn't want to find it, but I reluctantly came upon hearing about the secret information. Sister Na is fine, simply."

"No, no, Draco was actually the most enthusiastic."

"That's why he didn't harm this toad when he specifically asked us to catch it."

Compared to Malfoy, Gower and Crabbe had thinner skin. Before Neville turned his head, they waved their hands and quickly said.

Being beside Elena, she observed Malfoy's arrogant trio with a smile, indeed, they were all children who weren't bad by nature.

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