The two professors tried to act quickly, but suddenly Longbottom started to his, and Harry finally started listening to Parseltongue for the first time in his life. It wasn't a language; the hisses and spits were meaningless. No, it was how the ability expressed itself, how it was cast, in a way. Because it was a spell, an immensely complex one, but a spell, nonetheless.
Enchanting Melodies (HP SI)
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