Another day, another lesson. It was Professor Squirrel again. The subtitles weren't working today so they had to put up with Armenian. Nobody could understand.
Squirrel gestured for Harry and Maldono to take the stage again. The two twelve year old wizard men reading their wands.
Maldono waved the stick and suddenly a snek zoomed towards Harry.
"It's going to kill him!" Some random kid shouted.
Everyone was on edge as they watched it slide towards Harry.
"pass sppsp sllolsssssssss spspspshjsllssssss" Harry said.
The snek backed away.
"He speaks in Postman!" Another kid said.
"Only the Green Group's old villain spoke Postman!" Someone shouted.
There were gasps. Harry ran away crying. Everyone was shocked. They whispered to each other.
"You mean Postman P-" a voice tried to say before being stopped by Squirrels firm grasp of his throat. Strangling him.
The subtitle suddenly became somewhat English.
"Ñō" it said.
"You can't say his name it's bad luck!" Someone said.
Harry did not know who this old villain was. He thought he should ask Frognal. It was strange that he had heard all of this as he was crying loudly and already most of the way back, but he did. It was like something wanted him to know.