Magi Ranger

by Tenstar12

Betrayed by the world he had given his all to save, Harry finds himself cast into the void. With some help Harry ends up in another dimension, but in classic Harry Potter fashion gets himself into trouble almost immediately. Can he make his way in this strange world he finds himself in where giant monster attacks are a daily occurrence and hardly anything is familiar? AU Harry, MOD

52. Chapter 52

Magi Ranger

By: Tenstar12

AN: Happy New Year everyone. Only a month late for that, but still. : )

So, I mentioned last chapter that there was going to be a shiny new cover art pic with Chapter 52, and there she be. I am super excited with the final piece. The coworker I mentioned did fantastic work and took the vague description I have him above and beyond what I had imagined it could be. The ghostly Hedwig behind the image especially just… GAH! I just love it. Simple as that.

And, bonus for us all. This coworker has a Youtube Channel! I didn't find this out until after I commissioned the picture, but he posts some of his work on Youtube. Even better than that, and the real bonus here, he has been putting together a compilation video of the work he did to create the Magi Ranger cover art pic. I saw a bit of it during a break at work a few weeks ago and there is even stuff in there that I haven't seen. Sketches and the like that he took farther than the few rough sketches that he did while I was sitting there while we brainstormed on poses and hashed out details on the look of the costume and whatnot.

Anyway, to the point of all this. As of this posting, I don't know that the video is up yet, though he said it would be in the next few days. So go check out "Nicholas Shade's Art!" on Youtube. Check out what he has to offer, especially the Magi Ranger video when it gets posted. I'm really excited to see it myself. : )

I have vague plans to commission more work from him for this story later on. Probably something with Zords… ^_\^

In other news, I'm having a little contest for you all. Winner gets to name a character. Details below. So be sure to read further into the ending ANs. If you don't want to read my usual post chapter drivel down there, it's one of the last few paragraphs and the last one of any real size that you need to read.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or Power Rangers.

Chapter 52, in which Harry Gets Things Done That He Should've Done A While Ago…

"150."

"Oh please, what do you take me for? 375."

"Now who's giving unreasonable numbers? 175"

"That's nowhere near an acceptable price, sir. 350"

"I still have a business to run though, profit has to be made. 200"

"And that is only barely half the market value. 325"

"Alright, alright, let me run some numbers… For such a well-educated customer… I'd be willing to pay… $300, and not a penny more!"

Harry smiled internally, but outwardly his glamoured face remained stoic. "Very well, if that's the best you can offer, I suppose it will have to do." Harry crossed his arms, currently appearing to be the arms of a rather overweight man.

"Very good Mr. Dursley. If you'll follow me, we'll get some paperwork sorted and get you your money."

The past week had been rather frustrating for Harry. After Jason's explosion and Zordon's revelation the previous Saturday, the Rangers had been on Spring Break. As a result of this, Jason had been at the Command Center for several hours every single day to take advantage of Zordon's offer to help him control his Power enhanced anger. This would ordinarily be a good thing, if the Command Center wasn't also what passed as Harry's home at the moment. With Jason, his primary antagonist outside the forces of evil, constantly around, the Magi Ranger found himself on edge more often. If it wasn't silent glares when Harry was in the main room, it was the snipes Jason took verbally when Harry walked out of his room a bit later than normal to find the Ranger already there that no amount of chastising from Zordon could curtail.

Zordon preached patience. The process of getting Jason's anger under control would take time. There would be no immediate changes and no clear difference in his normal attitudes without extreme external pressures, like the revelations from Zordon that had brought the cause off all this to light. But things would get better in time.

His words were of little real comfort.

In addition to this, Zordon also took his first steps toward rectifying the problem with the Rangers' excess Power. He had created and put into use what he called a Power syphon system three days after his revelation. Basically it was a construct of Power (basically a spell, but that's not how Zordon described it) that drew in a portion of the excess Power within each of the Rangers constantly, but especially when they demorphed, and stored that Power within the Command Center itself. While it was in the Command Center, the Power was kept in the systems, which prevented it from affecting the Rangers negatively when out of morph, until it was released back to them when they called upon the Morphing Grid once more only to again return to the Command Center via the syphon, with a bit more of the excess along for the ride after the battle. In this way, the Rangers would slowly but surely be free from the excess Power, and thus the negative effect that was afflicting them, while not weakening them enough in morph that Zedd's monsters would be able to easily defeat them which was the issue that started this whole thing.

As Zordon explained it, the syphon wasn't going to be a quick fix though. It would take at least as long as the Rangers had had the Power building up for it to return to the same levels as before the Thunder Zords' creation. At this point, that was around 2 months. And even if it was possible, it wouldn't be safe for the syphon to pull away all that extra Power at once. Their bodies had become accustomed to the higher levels and there would undoubtedly be side effects if it was all to be ripped from them at once. All in all though, it was a step in the right direction.

What this meant for Harry though is that no matter where he went in the Command Center, there was a constant presence felt by his magical senses. It had started up fairly small at first, but as time passed, it went from a barely noticeable hum to a definitely noticeable, definitely frustrating, buzz in the background. The only place within the Command Center that he was safe from this constant annoyance was in his room, probably because of the special properties of the magically expanded space, which was a good thing as he didn't think he could sleep with the excess Power constantly pinging his awareness. Still, any time he left his room, that "noise" was there, and it represented yet another reason to grow to dislike his most recent home of late.

All in all, the stress was getting to Harry again, so he had decided to spend more time away from the Command Center while Jason had the free time provided by Spring Break and to avoid as much of the excess Power's "noise" as he could. This was easily facilitated by Ernie as, with the Angel Grove School Corporation on Spring Break, there was more work to be done at the Youth Center. While Ernie had initially wanted to give Harry more free time with his friends while everyone was off school, the Magi Ranger had been able to convince Ernie to let him pick up some more hours. What time he wasn't at work, Harry spent with Tommy getting some more martial arts practice in, Zack just hanging out, or with Trini on various date-like activities.

Ultimately though, his distractions couldn't last. Ernie flat out refused to give Harry more hours on Friday, and everyone else was busy as well, which left Harry with little option other than to wander around Angel Grove on his own, an idea which didn't really appeal to him, or stay in the Command Center where Jason's glare would be there to keep him company while the extra Power floating around steadily worked him toward the most massive headache in the history of headaches. It was upon waking that morning that, upon catching sight of the stack of disenchanted galleons on his desk that the solution came to him.

So, after transfiguring each lump of gold into a small bar shape with the appropriate markings, a description of which was provided by Alpha and the Viewing Globe, and getting a promise from Alpha to teleport him around as needed to a list of various pawn shops, again found by Alpha and with a bit of help and advice from Zordon, Harry set off to finally sell some of his gold.

Upon arriving at his first pawn shop, Harry quickly applied a pair of spells to himself: one a glamour to disguise his appearance, and another to disguise his voice to match. For his first sale, he took the form of Ron Weasley. Despite his former friend's betrayal in the last week in his original dimension, Harry still knew Ron better than many other people and so would be able to more convincingly fake the man's mannerisms. This was a bit of the advice given by Zordon to help differentiate the people selling new gold at various pawn shops in case any connection was made. Harry would never appear as himself and never as the same person in more than one pawn shop. In addition, the list of pawn shops spanned the entirety of the country, decreasing the chances of any connections being made in the first place.

All in the name of protecting Harry from his quite possibly at least somewhat illegal actions…

In any case, After the first few pawn shops where Harry took the forms of former friends and classmates such as Ron, Neville, Dean, Fred and George, and even Hermione in one case before deciding to stick to his own gender, he branched out a bit. The next pawn shops on his list were visited by the likes of Arthur Weasley, Lucius Malfoy, Remus Lupin, and even an approximated guess of what a slightly older and very much less snake-like Tom Riddle would have been based on the Horcrux he battled in his second year.

All this was accompanied by a charmed piece of paper that served as proper identification for him to whomever looked at it through the use of a Confundus charm. In this way, Harry was able to work his way through a number of his gold bars, varying the number of transfigured bars that he sold at each shop. And he never actually had to directly charm any of the individuals who were buying his gold to do it.

Harry was inordinately proud of that point.

This most recent pawn shop was located in Virginia, from what Alpha told him, and was the last one on his list for that day. Zordon had cautioned him against selling too much gold at once and so he had limited himself to a mere 20 bars, a bit less than a quarter of what he had disenchanted in total at this point. Including this most recent sale, done under the guise of Vernon Dursley as a sort of "why not, let's see if I can pull it off," Harry had made nearly $6500. Some pawn shop owners had been willing to pay more than others, while some had tried to undercut him so far, much like this last one, that he had had to haggle them back up to a more reasonable price, up to and including threatening to walk out and take his gold elsewhere if throwing facts and his knowledge of the actual market gold value (again, provided by Alpha) at them didn't work.

But now, as he signed his uncle's name in the proper places and accepted his cash for the sale, Harry was more than ready to relax for a while. He had been out for four or five hours, and, having left the Command Center around 9 that morning, he was all in favor of a quick sit-down and a good meal. First things first though, he needed to stop by the Command Center to deposit his earnings.

So, after walking a few blocks, using a few wandless charms to make sure nobody was following him, Harry ducked into an empty alleyway and threw up a notice-me-not charm. Then, after dispelling the glamours on himself and double checking to make sure he had everything still, he raised up his communicator and activated it. "Alpha, teleport me to the Command Center, please."

"Uhh… Right away, Harry." Alpha's slight hesitation put Harry on guard, but that was quickly swept aside as the familiar purple light of teleportation gathered around him and Harry found himself lifted off the ground before being launching into the air.

Teleportation, unlike portkeys or apparition, was almost a comfortable way to travel. It was nearly instantaneous at short ranges, like around Angel Grove, but without any of the uncomfortable side effects of the magical methods. It was only at longer distances, such as across the country like Harry had experienced today, that the only real downside became clear. Teleportation as Zordon and Alpha used it, wrapped the user in a shield of Power and then pulled them along at an extremely high speed. The shield protected them from any wind or pressure issues, but the visuals, seeing everything moving by so fast as to be a complete blur, could be disorienting, somehow even more so than returning from the moon, as Harry could attest.

Harry had certainly needed a few minutes to collect himself after his first long distance teleport anyway.

But now, knowing to keep his eyes closed until he felt himself begin to decelerate as he approached the Command Center less than a minute later, Harry was a bit more collected when he came to a landing, the purple Power fading from around him and revealing the Command Center once more.

A Command Center that was currently hosting 5 Power Rangers, in morph with their helmets set aside atop a computer console, as they stared right at him. Or more specifically, at the Viewing Globe he had landed in front of.

Glancing over his shoulder and seeing battle footage playing wherein the Rangers fought against some kind of goat monster that appeared to be at least partially made of metal, Harry realized he had probably dropped right into the middle of a post-battle debriefing.

"Whoops," Harry said with a chuckle, quickly stepping to the side and moving toward the door to his room all while mentally thanking Alpha profusely for his current predicament with the maximum possible amount of sarcasm. "My bad."

Harry was just reaching for the doorknob when Jason spoke. "Where were you, Harry?"

The anger in Jason's voice, though not unexpected, brought an internal sigh to the Magi Ranger. "I was out, Jason. Not that it's really any of your business or anything. I was taking care of some personal stuff."

Harry was almost sure he heard Jason growl before he responded. "I think that if you aren't around when we're battling a monster then that makes it my business."

Harry turned to face Jason fully, taking in the faces of the others and their looks of both curiosity and resignation. He imagined the former was as to what he was doing, though he hoped without the undercurrent of anger that Jason had, and the latter toward Jason's attitude. They may have known the why of it now, but that didn't make it any less frustrating.

"As I said, Jason." Harry repeated slowly. "I was dealing with personal matters. It's really nothing important. I'm sorry I wasn't around to help in the fight, but it seems like you guys didn't really need my help this time anyway."

"That's not the point!" Jason nearly shouted. He drew in a breath to continue into what would most likely be a rather loud rant when Zordon softly cleared his throat. The old wizard stared at Jason with an expectant look, causing the Red Ranger to pause for a moment, letting his breath out slowly before speaking again in a much calmer tone of voice. "I get that you were doing something personal, and I apologize for demanding to know like I did, but I think we would all feel safer if you told us where you were going if you're going to disappear like that."

Harry seriously doubted that that was where Jason had originally been intending to go before Zordon interrupted, but he rolled with it anyway. "In point of fact, Alpha and Zordon knew exactly where I was. Alpha was actually helping me get around with the Command Center's computer to guide my teleportation."

Jason stiffened a bit at that. "You mean you were using Power Ranger resources for personal stuff?"

Zack put a hand on Jason's shoulder and cut him off. "Jace, Harry didn't take the same oath that we did. And it sounds like Alpha and Zordon both agreed with whatever he was doing. Just let it go, man."

Harry felt a surge of gratitude toward the Black Ranger at that as Jason's demeanor shifted once again back to appearing almost completely calm as opposed to the carefully controlled anger that Zordon had brought about in him. With a nod, Jason turned back toward the Viewing Globe, prompting the others to do the same, though Trini did shoot him a smile first.

With a sigh, Harry opened the door to his room and slipped inside. With the Rangers currently in morph, the excess Power wasn't dancing on his awareness at the moment, which was especially good as it would have probably worsened his mood and made that confrontation much worse than it had been.

Moving over to his transfigured trunk, Harry opened it and pulled the stack of cash from a pocket, flipping through it and giving it one more count before he put it away. He was hoping to get out of the Command Center before the Rangers demorphed and the excess Power returned via Zordon's syphon. If he could do that, he could put off another headache until he returned to sleep later that evening. His plans for a quick escape were thwarted, however, when a voice caught him off guard from the door to his room.

"Woah," Zack said, surprise evident in his voice as he slid into the still partially open doorway, pushing it open the rest of the way. "Where did you get that stack of cash, man?"

Harry internally cursed himself for leaving the door open as he heard approaching footsteps following Zack's rather loud question. Mere moments later, Jason stepped up behind Zack, the two effectively blocking the doorway, though Harry was sure the other Rangers were lingering about just behind them. Sighing, Harry put his money in his trunk and stood, turning to face the others fully as he did. "It's part of that personal business I mentioned, Zack." Harry said, hoping that the Ranger would leave it at that.

Zack seemed more or less willing to accept that despite his curiosity, but Jason, rather predictably in Harry's mind, was very much not. "I think that a stack of money large enough to catch Zack off guard like that need a bit more of an explanation, Harry." The sarcasm and accusation were practically dripping off of his words.

Harry's eyes narrowed, not quite caring for the tone of Jason's statement. He knew that the Ranger was predisposed to dislike him for reasons from both within and without, but still. "What exactly are you asking me, Jason? Did I steal the money? No. In fact, Zordon and Alpha knew what I was doing, which I've already told you, but they also knew how I was going about doing it, and for that matter, why I'm doing it."

"And why is that?"

"Why is it your business what I do in my free time?"

Harry knew that he was walking a thin line. Jason's anger and confrontational attitude of late was known by all of them, and letting himself get angry like he was was just about the worst thing he could do. But, damn it, Harry was frustrated. After all that he'd been through with the Rangers, all the good he had done and all the help he had given, and now after all the frustrations of the past week, he had been feeling quite satisfied with what he had accomplished today, only for Jason to try and tear that down with his accusations.

Well screw that.

Jason's eyes narrowed. "It's my business when it means you aren't around when the team needs you."

"So we're back to this again, are we?" Harry said with an eye roll, throwing his arms up briefly in exasperation. Jason flip-flopping on whether or not Harry was needed in battle was starting to give him whiplash.

Jason quickly cut him off. "Don't try to change the subject, Harry! What were you up to today that kept you away from the battle against Robogoat. Where did you get that money? How did you get that money? And why would you even need that much money in the first place? You have a job at the Youth Center and you never seem to be hurting for cash when we eat there."

Harry felt his own anger settle into a cold fury. Jason had all but accused him there. Well, if that's how he wanted to play it, then Harry would just have to shove it back into his face. "You want to know the how and why, Jason? Alright then." Harry gestured to his desk where the rest of his disenchanted Galleons lay. "I sold some of the gold I've been disenchanting. Alpha and Zordon helped teleport me around the country and I used a bit of magic to disguise myself so I could sell the gold for the money."

Jason's face began turning red as his own anger, far from being satisfied, grew at Harry's statement. "You used magic to sell the gold! You stole from whoever you sold it to!"

Harry fought to keep his jaw from dropping in surprise, and really only succeeded because he was too busy gritting his teeth in frustration. "I'm surprised you aren't out of breath from all that jumping to conclusions you seem to be doing. No, Jason, the only magic I used that affected anything other than my own appearance was on a piece of paper so I'd have identification to match my altered appearance. Other than that, it was all completely above board. Real gold in exchange for real money that I can use to buy more than I can get off the salary that Ernie pays me."

"And what else could you possibly need?"

Harry felt his frustration building into a shout of his own before he suddenly froze as an idea clicked into place. It really made sense in retrospect and Harry found himself chuckling to himself as his own anger left him all at once.

They didn't know. The honestly didn't know and didn't understand any of it.

With this revelation, the fight simply left him. He knew what he needed to do to end this little conflict. "You know, I can't believe I didn't really think about it before, but you guys are all still in school. You still live with your parents and aren't faced with the reality of the world and what you need to live in it just yet. None of you have to work to feed yourself, only for your own desires."

Zack looked a bit confused, and more than a bit uncomfortable at Harry's statement. Though he couldn't see them, Harry felt that the other three behind Jason were probably reacting the same way. Jason just glared at Harry again and barked out another question/demand. "What does that have to do with anything?"

Harry smiled rather weakly. "At the end of each day, you guys go home, see your parents, have dinner, and go to bed in your own room. Tell me, Jason. Do you know where I sleep? Do you know where I've been sleeping ever since I arrived in this dimension?"

This brought the Red Ranger up short and seemed to deflate his anger all at once. It seemed more as though it was because of confusion at the seemingly unrelated question than any sudden realizations though. Harry pulled his chair out from his desk before collapsing into it, elbows on his knees and his face in his hands, chuckling a bit over the entire situation in a self-depreciating fashion.

"Harry…?" Trini's voice cut through his thoughts and brought the Magi Ranger's head up to see his girlfriend had pushed her way past Jason and Zack and was now crouching in front of him with Kimberly and Billy having followed her into the room before moving to either side of the doorway where Zack and Jason were still standing. "Harry, where have you been sleeping?"

Harry gestured wordlessly toward his hidden cot, wandlessly cancelling the disillusionment charm on it and bringing a few gasps from the other Rangers when they realized what it meant.

"But… you've been living in here this whole time?" Jason seemed to be struggling to come to grips with the revelation. "But what about food?"

Harry sighed as he sat up straight again while Trini placed a hand on his knee in support that he covered with his own. "Mostly cereal and a lot of peanut butter sandwiches. I've got a box with a freezing charm on it that I refresh every so often that keeps my milk cold. It and the rest of my food is in my trunk."

Kimberly was the next to speak up. "Harry, where are your clothes? I mean, I've seem you wearing a bunch of different outfits, not to mention your karate gi that you made for Jason's class… There's not really much room in here… Unless that trunk of yours is bigger on the inside or something."

She had tried to turn the end of her statement into more of a joke, but it fell rather flat. Harry just gave her another weak smile. "Aside from the gi I made, these are the only clothes I actually own. In fact…" Harry cast another wandless cancellation spell, this time cancelling the transfiguration spell on his clothing causing them to shift back to the striped prisoner robes he had been wearing when he first arrived. "… You've all seen these clothes before. I just keep transfiguring them into something new every time I change. It's something I did fairly often back home during the war, I just didn't think anything of it when I kept on doing it here."

By this point, even Jason was starting to look upset on his behalf. He did have one more question to ask though. "What about a bathroom. Showers or… anything else?"

Harry's smile became more of a smirk of amusement at Jason's verbal stumble, but he answered anyway. "The Youth Center, mostly. I'd apparate in before Ernie opened up, take care of what I needed to and clean up magically before popping back here."

"I'd think that there's be spells for that to, eh?" Zack said, attempting to lighten the mood. "I mean, you seem to have a spell for just about everything else…"

Harry shrugged. "There are, but they're more for medical professionals, so I didn't really learn them." Harry's matter-of-fact response rather sufficiently killed Zack's joke and the Magi Ranger gave him an apologetic smile afterwards. Before anyone could say more though, Jason spoke again.

"I… I've been such an ass to you, Harry." Jason shook his head, running his hands through his hair. "All this week I've been giving you a hard time just because you were here, and I didn't even consider that you didn't really have anywhere else to go. And I was so ready to vilify you for having all that money… You're just trying to find your own place, aren't you?"

The others all looked at Harry as he nodded. "Well, yeah, though I've not really even started looking for anything yet. I don't know how much money it'll end up taking for a down payment or whatever, and I can't sell too much gold too soon or too often if I don't wanna raise suspicion. I'd imagine pawn shop owners to be rather paranoid about that kind of thing, ya know."

"Pawn shop?" Trini asked, her face twisting into a look of confusion. "You were at a pawn shop all day?"

Harry shrugged. "More like a dozen or so of them all across the country. The last one was on the East Coast before I teleported back here."

"Wait," Kimberly interjected. "The teleporters can send you across the country?"

Harry nodded. "Yeah, I got back here in about 10 seconds. It's a bit disorienting, you see a whole lot more on longer trips and you're going so fast it can really mess with your head, but it's still a bit more comfortable than apparating or taking a portkey."

Kimberly scoffed. "Well, THAT wouldn't take much…" she mumbled.

The Magi Ranger sighed, looking over his teammates. "Look, guys. I just didn't want to tell you any of this because… well, I guess I was just embarrassed. I told you all about the cupboard under the stairs where I grew up… I guess this just started feeling a little similar to that, except this time it was my own doing that got me here, since I made the place, and my own actions, or lack thereof, that kept me here."

Jason shook his head, though his words surprised Harry quite a bit. "You don't have anything to apologize for, Harry. I should be the one apologizing. I've been working with Zordon on this anger problem, but it doesn't seem to be helping too much. It probably doesn't help things that I have my own problems with you too, but, I'm sorry. I'll try to keep a lid on it as much as I can. And I'll ask my parents if there's anything they can recommend to help you find somewhere to live."

The other Rangers quickly offered their own promises to do the same, which Harry accepted. He knew he would need all the help he could get when it actually came time to start searching.

-MR-

After Jason's apology, the Rangers kind of wandered off, each of them demorphing fully and teleporting back to Angel Grove proper. All of them except Trini that is.

The Yellow Ranger eyed Harry for a few moments before nodding to herself and standing up. "Get yourself dressed again, Harry. We're going out."

Harry, too surprised to object, could only watch as Trini spun on her heel and walked out of his room, closing his door on her way. After a few seconds, Harry chuckled to himself at his girlfriends's antics and followed orders, transfiguring his prison robes back into jeans and a button up shirt and then casting another charm to properly clean them after his morning out.

The rest of the afternoon was spent with Trini in a ferocious attempt to bring Harry out of his self-pity funk. After a light lunch, a trip to the movies, dinner, and a leisurely walk through Angel Grove, they ended up, as they typically did, in Angel Grove Park.

As the two Rangers climbed the winding path up the slope of the newest area of Angel Grove Park, Harry told Trini everything. On her prompting, he told her of his frustrations with his living conditions and more specifically about the past week and what drove him to make such a relatively spur of the moment trip to begin making more money.

He spoke of Jason's attitude and what happened when the other Rangers weren't there.

He spoke of the unforeseen effect the extra Power in the Command Center had on him.

He spoke in more detail of his insecurities over where he had been sleeping and why he hadn't wanted to reveal it to the Rangers. How the shame of his Cupboard-Under-the-Stairs at the Dursleys had sort of transferred over to the Closet-in-the-Command-Center.

After he was done, Trini just hugged him, sitting silently as they watched the sun creep down toward the skyline of Angel Grove from what they had dubbed 'their' bench atop the hill in the park.

Finally, Trini spoke from her position snuggled up against him with his arm around her shoulders. "Why didn't you tell me about what you were going through before? I mean, I am your girlfriend after all, this is the kind of thing I want to be able to help you with."

"I guess I just didn't want to worry you."

"Is it because I'm a girl?"

Trini's suddenly teasing tone made Harry roll his eyes. "Trini, I grew out of my girls are icky stage a long time ago. Besides, I'm rather fond of the fact that you're a girl." Harry gave her a brief one armed hug before continuing. "To be honest, I'm just used to keeping things to myself. Never had anyone close enough that didn't have enough of their own problems back home, so I just keep it all locked up behind the best Occlumency shields I can muster. Which are quite good at this point by the way."

Trini snorted and elbowed him lightly, sitting up next to him as she did so. After pausing in thought for a moment, Trini turned to face him fully. "You don't have to do that anymore, Harry. You're not just the kid hanging around now. You're part of a team and we're all here to help you, even Jason once he gets his head straightened out. And that's not even mentioning Zack and Tommy specifically. I know they would be even more willing than the others. And of course I will be there any time you need me. You'll just have to get used to the fact that you aren't alone anymore, literally or figuratively, and you have others who can help you bear your burdens. You just have to open up to them first. You might be surprised at how much it'll help."

Harry shot Trini a smile and a small nod before the two shared a brief kiss and went back to watching the sunset, enjoying the moment. If Harry was honest with himself, Trini was right. It may not have been under the best of circumstances, but after his little breakdown and the revelation of his living conditions, followed by spilling it all to Trini, now that he thought about it, he did feel a bit better.

A bit more stress removed with one less secret to keep.

-MR-

The following evening, the Saturday of the final weekend of Spring Break, Harry found himself once more behind the snack bar of the Youth Center. Richie was again working with him, though was being surprisingly tame after his attempts to get Harry in trouble. Harry figured that Ernie had had a talk with him which resulted in Richie's current attitude toward him. While Richie wasn't openly antagonistic toward Harry or actively attempting to sabotage him, the cool disregard for his presence and attempts to ignore him as much as possible didn't seem to be sitting well with Ernie either, if the normally jolly man's expression was anything to go by.

But, annoying coworkers aside, Harry was having about as normal a Saturday at work as he tended to. With Spring Break coming to a close, the teens of Angel Grove were starting to fall back into normal schedules, even if they tended to be forced there by their parents. Still, there were a few who were acting out one last hurrah on the last break from school before summer.

Like Bulk and Skull for instance.

After so long without so much as an offensive word out of the two, in fact Harry had hardly seen hide or hair of them since the tug of war, Harry was less than thrilled to see them sitting at one of the tables in the raised up area around the snack bar, tinkering with some strange device on the table in front of them. If Harry had been asked, he would have said that it reminded him of one of Billy's inventions, though perhaps only after said invention had been given to Arthur Weasley to play with for a few hours.

The device had a clear handle mounted on the back of it, but the main body, basically just a large box with an antennae sticking out of the far side and a screen on the top, had several wires sticking out all over the place. Bulk was spending his time tucking these exposed wires, some of which were actually showing bare ends which didn't speak well for the likelihood of the device working, back into the casing on the body and fiddling with buttons and dials on its surface. In the meantime, Skull was reading something off a piece of paper that he had unfolded, occasionally turning it this way and that or comparing something on the paper to the device in front of him.

Finally, toward the end of Harry's shift, Ernie announced to his two employees that he was going to duck into the stock room to look over the day's inventory shipment. Leaving Harry in charge, to which Richie scoffed slightly, the owner left the main room of the Youth Center mere moments before a beeping noise coming from Bulk and Skull's table preceded a shout of joy from the larger bully.

"It really works!" Bulk crowed as he jumped up from his seat, knocking his chair over in the process. "My Energy Signature Detection Device works!"

Harry felt his eyebrows raising in disbelief as Bulk's outburst caught the attention of the rest of the Youth Center's occupants. Despite being only a few hours from closing, there was still a decent crowd there of fifteen to twenty, even if half of them were a group of younger kids from a local Boy Scout troop and their Scoutmaster.

Seeing the people gathering around him now, and always eager to play up his own perceived brilliance, Bulk put one hand on his hips while he held his device in his other hand over his head. "Hear me now, people of Angel Grove. It is with this Energy Signature Detection Device that I, Farkus Bulkmeier, will discover the true identities of the Power Rangers!"

Harry snorted to himself, in no small part because of Bulk's full name, and went back to his duties, wiping down the counter while still making sure to keep an eye on the bullies even as one Boy Scout responded to Bulk's comment. "How is that piece of junk supposed to find Power Rangers?"

Bulk's response was practically swimming in smugness as he smirked at the child. "Oh ye of little faith."

"Yeah," Skull parroted as he stood up, discarding the now crumpled ball of paper over his shoulder and putting both hand on his hips to imitate Bulk. "Little faith."

Ignoring his friend, Bulk continued speaking. "You can all hear the beeping noise coming from my Energy Signature Detection Device. That means that there is someone with a higher than normal energy signature nearby. And who have higher than normal energy signatures?" Bulk paused for a mere heartbeat before suddenly shouting the answer to his own question. "THE POWER RANGERS!"

The crowd had jumped slightly at the bully's shout, but quickly settled back down, most of them wandering off back to their previous activities. Not to be deterred, Bulk brandished the device in front of him and began waving it back and forth as he turned in place. Finally, when Bulk was facing the counter behind which Harry was still working, the frequency of the device's beeping increased dramatically.

"Ah ha!" Bulk said, not looking up from the device in his hands. "We have a lead. Come on Skull." The bully quickly walked the few feet between himself and the counter only to look up when he reached it to find an unamused Harry staring back at him.

"What?" Bulk said, confused before smacking the side of the device with his free hand. "This thing must be busted. There's no way this dweeb is a Power Ranger."

"Yeah," Skull said, smacking the device himself. "No way."

When Skull smacked the device, it let out a few more strangled beeps before going silent, a few of the loose wires once more falling free from where Bulk had tucked them. Bulk immediately rounded on Skull. "You moron! Now we have to go track down that braniac we got this thing from to fix it again!"

"You know, Bulk," Harry said idly, still cleaning the counter and silently counting his blessings that Bulk was so immediately dismissive of what his machine indicated. Who would have thought that Bulk and Skull could come so close to achieving their goal, only to deny themselves with their own hubris? "That thing didn't seem to be working right, anyway. Are you sure it's even worth it?"

Bulk seemed to think over it for a moment. "You might actually have a good point, geek. That nerd we got this from probably thought he was funny, giving us this hunk of junk. We'll just have to pay him another visit."

Before Harry could say anything else, almost immediately regretting apparently setting the two teens on someone else's case, most likely someone smaller than them if their track record was anything to go by, Bulk stalked off with Skull quickly following. Harry could only watch them and hope he hadn't caused more trouble while silently letting out a sigh of relief. Their device actually had seemed to work until they started smacking it, seeming to have detected Harry. He'd have to let the others know that not all of Bulk and Skull's crazy schemes to find out their identities were completely hopeless.

"Well, well, what do we have here?"

The voice that spoke was full of scorn and derision, and was at a volume that easily carried across the entire room, catching everyone's attention. Harry followed the sound to the source and saw a group of 5 teens had confronted Bulk and Skull when they tried to leave the Youth Center. After a moment, Harry recognized them as the same group of teens that he had seen intimidate Bulk and Skull after the Broom Ball game the previous week and so took a bit more time to examine them.

The first and most likely to be the speaker as he was standing in the center and slightly closer to Bulk and Skull than the others, was the one that had caught Harry's attention at the Broom Ball game, wearing black pants, black fingerless gloves, and a red tank top, though with a red flannel shirt worn unbuttoned over it this time. He was a rather tall teen, but thin, reminding Harry of Ron, though not quite that tall and with brown hair instead of red.

The second teen, this one standing to Red's right, was an African American wearing black pants and a faded black and purple colored shirt with another open button up, this one faded blue, over top. Again, this teen was skinny and on the taller side, though shorter than Red and with his hair cut short on the top of his head with the sides buzzed shorter still.

On his right was a girl, the shortest of the group and looking vaguely Asian in ancestry, with long black hair spilling out from under her black hat and down to her waist. She wore, again, black pants but with a tight yellow t-shirt as she looked scornfully upon Bulk and Skull while the two quivered in fear.

On Red's other side was another girl, this one a blonde with hair around half the length of Yellow's. She was taller than Yellow but shorter than the boys and, like the other girl in the group, wearing a hat, this one pink, with, yet again, black pants and a pink top.

On her left was a boy in between the other two boys in height and with short, light brown hair. He wore a pair of blue jeans and a blue collared shirt that was tucked in at his waist and a pair of glasses.

Standing before them, Bulk and Skull seemed to be shaking in their shoes, either unwilling to move or unable for whatever reason.

"What's this thing, fatty?" Red said, snatching Bulk's device out of his unresisting hands.

"Looks like a piece of junk to me." Black said, scoffing as he looked at the device in Red's hands before sneering at Bulk and Skull.

Red just smirked before gripping the antennae and handle in his hands and snapping the antennae off. "Oops, guess I broke it."

Bulk seemed to gather a bit of courage as he straightened up. "Hey! I paid good money for that!"

Red stepped forward, getting right up into Bulk's face. "Yeah, and I broke it. Because I could. You wanna do something about it?"

Harry narrowed his eyes as he took in this scene. He had stopped even the pretense of cleaning when the confrontation had started, but seeing things quickly escalating and the now scared looking troop of young Boy Scouts, none of which looked to be over 10, huddled behind their chaperone who looked quite clueless as to what to do, Harry was left with little other option.

Turning his head, Harry saw Richie watching the clashing teens with undisguised interest. "Hey, Richie," Harry said, catching his coworkers attention. "Do you know those five?"

Richie paused for a moment, most likely trying to decide whether or not to share anything with Harry, before he finally nodded. "Yeah, they go to Angel Grove High. Juniors I think. From left to right they're uh…" He paused and squinted as if trying to remember. "Tina Trias, then… Zane Banks, Justin Wolf… Kristen Claire, and Bobby Winner. They're in my Study Hall. They seem like a decent bunch if you ask me. They keep to themselves mostly, but they seem to have taken a rather large disliking to Bulk and Skull. I think those two morons might've done something to them after they first arrived, or at least tried to…"

Harry pretty much tuned Richie out after he said the group seemed like a decent bunch. Anyone who was willing to act as they did probably wasn't all that nice in general. In fact, with the positive energies from the Grid floating around Angel Grove, for this group to be able to act like this, they were probably from out of town, though if they were in school, that most likely meant they had just moved to the area and transferred in.

Also, Harry couldn't help but note the similarities in their names and color preferences to the Power Rangers. Each one matched a color and the first letter of their name with one of the core Rangers.

Somehow, Harry doubted that that was a coincidence…

Damn the Grid and its penchant for theatrics…

Coming back to awareness and seeing that the now named Justin had grabbed ahold of Bulk's jacket and was somehow managing to lift the overweight bully up onto the tips of his toes as he spoke to him, quite the feat with his skinny frame, along with another glance toward the still terrified kids huddled across the room, Harry sighed as he made his decision. Cursing his Saving People Thing for the umpteenth time, Harry turned back to Richie. "Hey, see if you can get Ernie back out here, will ya. I'm gonna go and try to defuse the situation before it gets any uglier."

Richie seemed about to argue when he suddenly paused, his eyes flicking between Harry, the assembled bullies on the main floor below, and the Boy Scout troop before looking back at Harry and nodding. Without another word, Richie turned and headed out from behind the counter and into the Employee's only area, hopefully to get Ernie.

Sighing once more, Harry made his own way out from behind the counter before walking to the railing near where the bullies were gathered. Putting a hand on the railing Harry hopped up, easily swinging his legs up and over the rail before landing with a slight crouch on the lower floor. The noise of his landing caught everyone's attention, so he had all eyes on him when he spoke. "Do you guys really have to do this here? There are impressionable children here, you know."

Harry internally cursed his lack of negotiation skills when all his words managed to do was get Justin to release Bulk and stalk over to him, getting up in Harry's face just like he had Bulk's. "And who do you think you are to try and tell us what to do?"

Keeping his calm through liberal use of his Occlumency, Harry placed a hand on Justin's chest and pushed him back steadily, overbalancing the teen and making him take the steps back or fall. Removing his hand, Harry crossed his arms. "Technically, mate, I'm the one in charge of the Youth Center at the moment."

Zane was the next one to speak as he led the other three over to stand by Justin once more. "So then once we kick your ass, that'll mean we're in charge." Their group basically had Harry trapped up against the edge of the gym area of the Youth Center at this point, the raised area and its railing still at Harry's back.

Harry raised an eyebrow as his eyes flicked over to Zane. "I really don't think it works like that."

"And I really think you should go back to Finland where you belong!"

The shouted… sort of insult came from Bobby, who looked immensely satisfied with himself. That satisfaction was removed from his face when Kristen elbowed his side. "Dude, just shut up."

It was clear that although Bobby seemed to be Billy's analogue in many ways, color choice and ocular accessories among them, he did not share the Blue Ranger's intelligence.

With the entire group's attention on either Harry or Bobby, Bulk and Skull took their chance to make a break for it, snatching up the remains of their device that Justin had dropped on their way out. This made Harry internally roll his eyes. He didn't know why he had thought they'd do anything differently, but he had hoped for a bit of support from the two after he had jumped in to basically save their hides, even if that wasn't really his intention.

Finally, Justin refocused on Harry and spoke again. "So, what do you think you can do to stop us, Brit? There's five of us and only one of you."

Harry, maintaining his outward calm, shrugged his shoulders. "You never know what might happen, just like you never know what someone might be capable of until you try something. You guys seem completely willing to mess with Bulk and Skull, but whatever you've done to them before has them so afraid of you that they don't even want to be in the same general area as you. They're no challenge to you and no threat, so you take pleasure in stomping them down. Me, however, I have a different agenda here. What you do outside of the Youth Center is your own business and I really couldn't care less, but if you think you're gonna be able to cause trouble around here without any consequences then you've got another thing coming."

Justin just smirked before shifting closer, getting into Harry's face again. "That doesn't sound like you plan on doing anything to stop us. It just sounds like a bunch of pretty words that are about to get your face pounded." Justin emphasized his last few words with pokes to Harry's chest.

Harry tilted his head to one side and met Justin's eyes with his own steely gaze. "Do that again. See what happens."

Zane and the others laughed even as Justin smirked. "Big words from a skinny runt like you."

"I'll call your little bluff, Brit," Justin said, drawing his hand back for another jab into Harry's chest. When his hand came back forward though, Harry's own hand darted up, grabbing the teen's hand and pulling it to the side, spinning Justin around before Harry then twisted his arm up behind his back, putting enough pressure on it to cause just enough pain to keep him immobile without doing any real harm.

Non-lethal takedown techniques were something Tommy had been covering with him fairly recently. They didn't think they'd be useful against putties or monsters, but with Harry's luck, he never knew when he'd end up involved in another bank robbery, or confronted by bullies as the case may be.

Before the fight could progress any further, a sure thing if Zane and Bobby's clenched fists were any indication, Ernie's voice echoed over the area, emanating from one side of the room where the usually jolly man stood at the base of one of the sets of steps leading down to the gym floor. "THAT IS ENOUGH!"

Seeing Ernie approaching, Harry released Justin's arm, letting the teen stumble back to his friends where he turned back to face Harry with a glare, rubbing at his shoulder as he did. "I don't know what possessed any of you to think that fighting like that was acceptable in my Youth Center, but if that's how you're gonna act then you can just leave now."

"Hey, pops," Zane started, raising his hands in a placating gesture. "We were just minding our own business when string bean here-"

"And don't go thinking you can lie your way out of this. I watched most of this little scuffle on the security cameras."

Zane's eyes narrowed as he immediately dropped his hands. Harry just blinked. He hadn't even known the Youth Center had any security cameras. He'd have to find out where they were and let the others know, seeing as they tended to use the halls and locker rooms at the Youth Center for morphing and teleporting points fairly often.

"Now, like I said, if you don't get out of here now, then I'll be revoking your rights to be here at all!"

"Oh yeah," Tina said, scoffing as she crossed her arms. "And how do you expect to make us?"

"Well," Ernie said with a smirk of his own. "You may not respect Harry, and you may not respect me, but I darn well know that you know better than to make trouble with a police officer in the room."

Ernie nodded toward the hallway leading to the Youth Center's entrance where, much to the surprise of Harry and the five teens arrayed against him, there was in fact a uniformed officer standing with a stern look on his face.

Seeing the adults arrayed against them, Justin and his friends were quick to change strategies. With a sharp look and a whispered "Watch your back, Brit" to Harry, the red clad teen led his group out past the officer who watched them go before making his way over to Ernie and Harry.

"Is everyone alright?"

Ernie nodded, now back to his usual smiling expression. "We're fine, officer. I think Harry had things pretty much in hand already, but I figured that a bit of adult intervention couldn't hurt, especially when I saw you coming in."

Harry merely raised an eyebrow as the officer shifted his attention to him. "Can I ask what you were thinking, son?"

Harry shrugged. "I may not like the two they were picking on, in fact they seem to go out of their way to pick on me fairly often, but I wasn't going to let that kind of thing happen on my watch if I could do anything about it, especially with kids in the room." Harry finished with another shrug, but the officer seemed satisfied.

"Well, the two that those five were messing with are actually the ones who sent me your way. They flagged me down outside the building here and told me what was going on."

Harry blinked, rethinking Bulk and Skull's actions. Yes, they snuck out at their first opportunity, but they had sent help his way too. Maybe they weren't as bad as he had initially thought. Sure, he'd probably rethink this opinion the next time they started insulting him or whatever, but there might be more hidden depths to the two than any of the Rangers realized.

Or it could've been a petty attempt at revenge on the five who were messing with them. Only time would tell.

After a few more minutes, and once the officer had ensured that everyone in the Youth Center was alright, he left. With the excitement over, the other occupants of the Youth Center went back to their own business, including the Boy Scouts, several of which were now looking at Harry with awe on their faces.

Harry just returned to his spot behind the counter and resumed his cleaning tasks. Ernie stared at him for a few minutes, as if struggling to find something to say to him before he shrugged and once more left, telling Harry and Richie who was also behind the counter again, that he was returning to his inventory checks.

After a few more minutes, Harry turned to Richie once more. "Hey, thanks for getting Ernie so fast. I didn't really know what I would've done if things kept going."

Richie rolled his eyes. "Ernie knew what was going on the entire time. I couldn't find him in the stock room, so I checked his office and found him watching the security cameras like he said. He was so focused on it though that he didn't even notice me coming in at first. I think he was trying to see what you would do."

And with that, Richie fell silent. Contemplating his coworker's words, Harry resumed his duties and finished up his cleaning work for the day.

By the time he slipped into the warded alleyway behind the Youth Center and apparated back to the Command Center, Harry had put Richie's words and Ernie's actions out of his mind. He was more focused on the five new teens in the area and what their existence as well as their seeming parallels to the other Rangers could mean in the long run…

-MR-

AN: So yeah, things happened here. Harry made some money. Jason got mad, though not quite as mad as he had been getting, and Harry revealed his living conditions to the other Rangers. I will say that this ended up being more… I guess depressing is the word I'm looking for, more depressing than I had originally planned. Harry breaking down and just saying "Screw it" and revealing all seemed to work to me, though I'll see how I feel in the future when I re-read this chapter. Be sure to tell me what you all think.

Also, more character reveals! Wow, Season 2 has quite a few new ones, doesn't it? Even in canon! Though I plan to make better use of my new characters. I also need to think about if I want to include Curtis… hmmm…

I looked up the price of gold on March 25, 1994, the day this chapter takes place. It was $391.30 for 1 troy ounce, the canonical weight that a Galleon is supposed to be and the unit I used to find the gold value of a Galleon back in Chapter… 2 I think… Maybe 3… Meh. Ironically enough, March 25 was one of the peak days for gold price in 1994. Not the highest overall, but certainly in the top 25 days with the highest I saw only being a few dollars more. Gotta love that bit of coincidence, eh?

Though that price pales in comparison to the more than $1200 that it is today…

I also did a tiny bit of extra research and found that, today, pawn shops typically pay around 75% to 80% retail price at maximum, so the final offer made by the shop owner here isn't too far off the mark by modern standards at least.

And as a side note, when I mention gold bars, I'm talking about small ones that only weight one troy ounce. Not the huge gold bricks from tv and movies that we are probably more familiar with. Harry merely changed the shape of the disenchanted gold coins to further disguise their source, he didn't add or remove any material with his magic. That is all. : )

Have any of you ever had a constant noise that just wouldn't go away for hours at a time? A kind of annoying or grating noise that just wouldn't stop? For me, it happened when our clothes dryer went off balance. We were due for a new one, but it would be a few days before that could be made so. In the meantime, we had to run it with the drum inside screeching off the outer casing because it was off center. My bedroom is immediately under the laundry room, so I heard every second of that screeching. I had a massive headache that day and really couldn't do anything to stop it as there was a lot of laundry to be done and everything I had planned to do that day involved staying in my room to get it done. That is the kind of thing I imagine the extra Power represents to Harry. It starts off bearable, but quickly grows to become very much less so.

Now, the Robogoat. There wasn't much to say about this one really. I liked the monster design and might have used it, if the entire premise of the episode didn't rely on draining the Green Ranger Powers from Tommy in canon. There's also the fact that the never heard of before Sword of Power that every one of the Power Rangers knew about was pulled out of nowhere in one of the most amazing cases of poor writing in Season 2 that wasn't linked to the replacement of Jason, Zack, and Trini with Rocky, Adam, and Aisha. And let me tell you, having watched this episode and remembering it from my childhood and then watching the entire series now, I was more than a little miffed that there wasn't any backstory for the Sword of Power as I had always imagined there would be. Stupid poor writing. Anyway, decided to use Robogoat as a throwaway monster here.

Also, it occurred to me that Harry selling all this gold in various identities is probably also Tax Evasion at the very least… Then again, Harry only has a fake background in the country to begin with, created by Alpha after Chapter 2, so presumably the annoying little bot could do the same to cover for his probably illegal acquisition of funds as well. : )

In reference to Bulk's energy detection thing, that was actually canon. He had a thing that was going to detect the energy levels of everyone in Angel Grove and use it to find the Power Rangers or something. Billy just happened to be working on a signal jammer device in the Youth Center at the same time, which he used to protect them from Bulk's device. I find this little bit of "Oh hey, look what I have that conveniently shuts down your thing" to be so much BS, so I had Bulk and Skull's own beliefs, along with a bit of quick talking by Harry, make them think that the device didn't work.

So, the group of punks that I think we all know will become Zedd's Dark Rangers that will totally have a better costume and a better use than standing there wearing recolored Putty Patroller outfits that look like dyed socks. Seriously, the wiki says that the Dark Ranger outfits were recolored concept suits for putties. Anyway, I found their names on the wiki and picked the last names based on the actors, or the comic versions where the actors weren't listed. And Harry only picked up on the correlation between them and the Rangers because he's basically on the outside looking in. He fights against letting the Grid consume him like it does the others, so he isn't quite as immersed in the performance that the Grid's consciousness uses for its entertainment.

Also, why Finland? It was originally Africa, then I was gonna use Australia. But then I thought of Finland and it made me laugh. So that's what I used. I might have been slightly delirious at the time. : )

When I initially planned this chapter, I had 3 scenes planned. The pawn shop/haggling/backstory portion, the Command Center/blowup/revelation portion, and the next day at the Youth Center portion. I was worried when I got most of the way through the Command Center and only had 2000 words. Then I reworked a bunch of it, realized that the first and second portions had bled together and let Trini run away with a shorter second portion and ended up with 5000 words before I even hit part 3. A bit over 9000 words in total for actual non-AN chapter content. Gotta love it when my muse works out well. : )

Alright, for those of you who've read this far, here's some info on the contest. I have a bit coming up that calls for an OC. I decided to let you guys name them. Basically I have three questions. These question will be guesses to be honest, but so many of you have done so well at guessing where I've been going with things in the past that I kinda want to see if the trend still continues. The one who gets the most answers right, or in the case of a tie, the one who posted their answers as a review first, will get to name the character after I give them a basic outline of who and what they are needed for. This will result in the winner getting some spoilers for this arc which will address the big plot hole in MMPR canon that I've been teasing about for the last several chapters… I think… maybe it was just in review responses… anyway, big thing getting addressed, winner gets spoilers and an opportunity to name important character involved in big thing.

So Rules spelled out: first one to get the most answers right, or I guess close enough for government work, will be the one I PM to give the spoiler details to so we can get the OC named. That also means that the reviewer needs to leave a SIGNED review to even be considered and needs to have PM's turned on. Also, no multiple answers per question. If you do try and throw out a bunch of options for each question, I'm only gonna consider your first one. Even if one of the later ones is actually a correct answer. And only one try at answering per reviewer. Contest ends when I post Chapter 53 at the end of next month. And seriously, I'm looking for an actual, serious name here. If the winner suggests something ridiculous or jokey or whatever, I'm not gonna use it. Only those who can take this at least moderately seriously need apply. Anyway, I'm looking forward to seeing how this goes. : )

And I just realized that this kinda sounds like a shameless plug to get reviews… Oh well, I guess there's really no helping it as I don't wanna end up with a bunch of PM's inundating my email from people trying to answer that way. *shrugs*

So, here are the questions.

We already know Harry will have more Zords. It can then be surmised based on Hedwig being based on the Resurrection Stone and Padfoot being the Cloak that the next Zord will be the Elder Wand. We still have a while before it appears, but what animal do you think it will resemble?

I plan on following a trend from some later seasons of Power Rangers by having Harry gain a 3-Zord Megazord combination. He will still have an entire team worth of Zords by the end, as mentioned by Kimberly when Zordon first covered the development of Harry's Power with the others, which means 5 in the end with an equivalent 5-Zord Megazord, but what do you think this first Megazord will be called, knowing what you do about them now.

There is one more big upgrade other than Zords that I have forseen for Harry's Power. It is a canon upgrade, though I'm adding my own twist onto it for the Magi Ranger Power Set. What do you think it could be?

It's good to be back and I hope that 2019 sees us at least through the rest of Season 2. Maybe. I hope… Might take more than one chapter a month though… We'll see what I can pull off.

Thanks for reading and don't forget to review,

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