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

5. Chapter 5

Magi Ranger

By: Tenstar12

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

Chapter 5, In Which Time Passes, Some Team Bonding is Done, and a Toad Causes Terror

Shortly after their conversation on the nature of Harry's magic, the Rangers had left to go back to the carnival. Apparently, despite the fact that it was largely run by Rita's putties, it was still going to continue through the end of the next day even without their presence. On top of that, Trini needed to get back to her cousin, Sylvia.

They had, however, been thoughtful enough to acquire a food supply for Harry. It wasn't anything more than a loaf of bread and a jar of peanut butter with some plastic cutlery and bottled water, but Harry had certainly survived on less during his time at the Dursleys. It honestly wasn't terribly bad for such short notice even if it was about as limited of a selection as it was possible to have, but Harry appreciated the thought all the same.

In lieu of anything else to do, Harry had shuffled his way into his room and started transfiguring his furnishings. In the end he had a small desk and chair along with a trunk all transfigured from stone teleported in by Alpha. He then brought the cot he had now woken on twice into his room. It was surprisingly comfortable all things accounted for.

After packing the Cloak of Invisibility and his pilfered vine into his new trunk, placing the vine under a stasis charm to keep it from degrading, it had been a simple matter of transfiguring his clothing and closing his eyes before he fell asleep. Upon waking the next day, well into the afternoon as it turned out, Harry found himself with very little to do with himself.

After spending a fruitless and frustrating hour trying to remove the goblin charms from one of his Galleons, Harry turned to the main room of the command center to occupy himself. One would have thought that with all the technological wonders within the building there would be plenty to do and learn, however in reality that was almost entirely the opposite of the truth. As it turned out, the majority of the consoles had no displays to coordinate with them. In order you use them you either had to be a robot like Alpha who had a direct link to the computers and so was able to immediately interpret all the data passing through them, or have a genius level IQ and near photographic memory like Billy, who was able to remember how to use everything and what each button did or be able to infer their functions with relatively little difficulty. Since Harry was neither, he would need to look elsewhere to cure his boredom.

Alpha could have certainly tried to teach Harry how to use the computers, but the robot was still rather busy trying to create Harry's identity in this dimension. Since Harry knew this was a far more delicate and important activity than entertaining him, he left Alpha to his work.

Another option would be for Harry to spend some time outside the command center, hiking in the mountains that it was hidden in. The only problem with that was that his hand was still burned. Not nearly as badly as the day before due to his magic working furiously to heal him at an accelerated rate, but still bad enough to keep him mostly limited to indoor activities.

He also wasn't eager to make his way into Angel Grove again. Partially because of how poorly his first outing had turned out and partially because he would rather have one of the Rangers along with him to show him around. The other teens were all busy though, having all made plans for that day with their respective families.

And so it was that Harry spent most of his Sunday that he hadn't already slept through in deep meditation, shoring up his Occlumency shields, sorting through new memories, and trying not to think about how bored he really was.

-MR-

The next morning Harry woke up at a more appropriate waking time only to find that there was still nothing to do. This time the reason was that it was Monday and the Rangers were all in school.

High School at that. As in not even legally adults yet. And they were fighting in a war to save the planet.

The level of random parallels between what the Rangers were doing now and the things Harry had had to live with back in his own world sometimes scared him.

But that did bring him to another thought. If the Rangers were still in school, all in their Junior Year of High School according to Zordon, clarifying that they only had one more year after their current before they graduated when Harry had asked, then that meant that they were most likely younger than he was.

Not that Harry's lofty 19 years (or was it 13 with the time travel?) gave him any sense of superiority over the younger Rangers. Upon asking again, Zordon revealed that Jason and Zack were 18 and the rest were 17. Zack had also had a birthday recently, which had been crashed by one of Rita's monsters. This story about the Nasty Knight had developed into Zordon telling the bored wizard about the various battles that the current team of Power Rangers had engaged in since the formation of their team a few months previously.

From there, Zordon went back through the ages, filling Harry's head with tales of past deeds of greatness and goodness. From a previous team of rangers battling an ancient evil, a morphological being known as Ivan Ooze, to Zordon himself battling against Rita's forces in the time before his imprisonment. As it turned out, the ancient being rather enjoyed telling these stories and the both of them lost track of time until Harry nearly fell asleep where he was sitting against one of the consoles, having to be roused by Alpha to head to his room to sleep more comfortably.

-MR-

On Tuesday morning, Harry woke slowly, feeling the lethargy that slips over everyone when they wake late and know it, but can't quite work up the desire to get up just yet. He shifted around slightly, knowing he lacked the room on his cot-like bed to really roll around much, and attempted to get back to sleep.

Then he sat up when the noise that had finally roused him registered. There was shouting in the main room of the Command Center.

Without a further thought and now fully awake, Harry jumped off his bed and out his door. To those standing in the Command Center that were not privy to the secret door and associated room Harry had created, it appeared as though Harry had shown up out of thin air… Standing shirtless, his lightly muscled torso on full display, and in a pair of black and green pajama pants with tiny golden snitches on them. It took several moments of everyone staring before Harry noticed his state of undress.

With a thought and a wave of his hand, Harry's pajama pants flowed around him, forming into a pair of blue jeans and a white t-shirt with white tennis shoes. Now dressed properly, Harry once more focused on the people standing in the command center. "Morning… Umm… Why are Billy and Kimberly in a glowing cage? And why are they dressed like… whatever it is they're dressed like?"

Billy, far from his blue coveralls and large glasses, was now wearing dark colored jeans and a tight black shirt with a blue jean vest with torn sleeves over it. He was wearing a pair of blue tinted sunglasses and a black bandana over his hair along with various chains and some kind of collar.

Kimberly was wearing very short pink shorts and a pink and white top with a pair of high boots. She also wore a blue jean jacket and a spiked collar around her neck. Her hair looked rather frazzled compared to the last time Harry had seen her and she seemed to be wearing an overabundance of makeup as she stood there obnoxiously chewing a piece of gum as loudly as she possibly could.

The two of them were standing within a set of vertical bars that were glowing with a white light around ten feet from where Harry had set up the door to his room. They seemed to be rather cautious about staying away from the bars, so Harry figured they were probably energized somehow to keep the two inside.

"Good morning, Harry," Zordon began. "It is good that you have joined us as I feel your magical abilities may be of some use in our present situation."

Nodding to Jason, Trini, and Zack, and selectively ignoring the slight blush on Trini's face, Harry made his way to stand before Zordon in the middle of the Command Center. "Sure, Zordon. I'll be glad to do what I can."

"Hey!" Kimberly suddenly shouted in a rather loud and obnoxious voice that easily drew everyone's attention. "Quit talking about us like we're not here!"

As her face twisted into an ugly sneer, Billy's face mimicked hers. "Yeah!" he shouted, using an equally obnoxious tone. "Quit it or we'll kick your freaking butts!"

Then they both started cackling to each other like they had said something funny.

Harry raised an eyebrow and looked back toward Zordon. "So… Huh?"

"Please, observe the Viewing Globe and all will be made clear."

Harry immediately turned with the other Rangers, at least those not currently in a cage, to watch the images forming within the large orb. The first thing that Harry saw was the blue winged monkey looking guy that had shown up with Goldar and one other when the Rangers were battling the Pinoctopus. The being was riding some kind of flying bicycle and carrying a red liquid in a beaker. "This is Baboo," Zordon started. "He is one of Rita's most loyal servants. Despite his usual dimwittedness, he is actually a gifted chemist and has created a formula that, when ingested, turned Billy and Kimberly into what they are now."

Harry nodded in thought. "So it's some kind of personality altering potion? It changed them into… Well… That?"

"Indeed," Zordon continued. "I have seen this used before in my past dealings with Rita. Baboo calls it his punk potion and it alters the personality of whomever imbibes it and makes them rude and obnoxious to everyone around them."

"Why don't you let us outta here and then I'll show you 'rude and obnoxious,' you green-headed freak!" Billy taunted, sparking off another grating round of laughter from the two 'punked' Power Rangers.

With a negligent wave of his hand, Harry cast a Silencing Charm around the cage, instantly cutting off the harsh noise from the two afflicted teens. "Well, I can certainly try and check them out. I've gotta warn you though, medical spells aren't really my strongest area. I mean, I know a bit of first aid healing and such, I kinda had to since I was fighting all the time, but it's certainly not my specialty."

"Any help you can provide will be appreciated, Harry," Zordon responded. "When last I encountered this formula, the only cure we could find involved a key ingredient: the Singing Squash. This rare plant only grows in certain dimensional gaps. Alpha and I are currently searching for such a gap, but it will take some time to locate one, much less retrieve the squash from it. I fear that Rita will take advantage of our situation before we are able to do so successfully."

Harry, silently agreeing with Zordon, made his way back over to the cage, passing through the outer limits of his silencing charm as he did. "HEY!" Kimberly was shouting, and probably had been since shortly after Harry first cast the spell if the redness in her face was anything to go by. "STOP IGNORING US AND LET US OUT!"

"YEAH!" Billy parroted. "LET US OUT YOU WIMP!"

Ignoring them as best he could, Harry cast a basic medical diagnostic charm. It was one of the first charms that he had been taught by Madam Pomfrey during the war. The kindly hospital wing matron had been the only fully medically trained individual in the Order at the time and was more than eager to teach her skills to anyone else who was interested, even if it was only enough to take a tiny bit of the workload off her hands. Every bit helped in those days.

After receiving the results, Harry casually stepped back out of the magical bubble of silence, wiggling a finger in one ear in an attempt to dull the ringing in it caused by the shouting from the two teens. "Bloody Hell…" he mumbled. "I'm sure glad they aren't normally like that. I don't think I'd be able to keep myself from cursing them every time I see them."

Zack quickly stepped up to Harry, staring him in the eyes with a serious look and his hands placed on the wizard's shoulders. "Harry," Zack started calmly. "We really need to introduce you to Bulk and Skull…"

Almost immediately Trini and Zack burst out laughing, though Jason limited himself to a smirk, his face otherwise retaining a very tense sort of wariness coupled with occasional concerned glances at his two friends in the cage.

Not getting the joke, though if the calculating look still in Zack's eyes was anything to go by he would be able to understand before too long, Harry turned back to Zordon to give his report. "Well," he started. "I've got good news and bad news. The good news is that your diagnosis is correct based on what I can tell. Billy and Kimberly are in fact under the influence of some kind of mind altering potion. The bad news is that that's about all I can tell. These types of charms are rather detail oriented and I can't get as good of a read without a focus…"

"Do you have any other ideas as to how we can cure them?" Trini was quick to ask, the worry clearly evident in her features and voice now that her laughing fit had calmed.

Harry only shook his head sadly. "Not as such no. If I had my kit from back during the war I could whip up a potion or two that may do the trick… Maybe a dose of Mandrake Restorative Draught from the supply…" He trailed off for a moment before violently shaking his head again, casting the thoughts of what could have been done 'if only' aside. "Other than what I was able to tell you already, little as it was, there really isn't anything I can add. Sorry."

Trini and the others seemed to slump slightly before she spoke again. "It's alright, Harry. We were just hoping that you'd have an idea…"

Before Harry could respond, Zordon cut in, "Our only recourse at this point is to remain in readiness as we continue the search for the Singing Squash. Do not worry yourselves over what might have been. The only outcome on that path is painful for all involved."

As the only teen present with any kind of experience with more traditional war, Harry fully understood Zordon's point. It was something that had been drilled into his head by Moody and Dumbledore almost endlessly. If you spent all your time looking back, you missed what was coming up ahead, and that could cost you dearly. Especially when one wrong step could mean the end of it all.

With a firm nod, Harry turned back to the un-drugged Rangers with a playful smile on his face. "So, aren't you guys supposed to be in school?"

Zack's face lit up in a smile while Jason's remained neutral and Trini actually looked a bit down. It was Zack, however, who answered his question. "That's one perk of this Power Ranger thing that I've certainly enjoyed. If there's an emergency during school hours, Zordon can usually use his magic to help cover for us so we won't get in trouble." The happy teen started lightly hopping and dancing in place, lightly punching Jason in the shoulder and causing the more muscled teen to smile.

"Yes," Trini interjected as she rolled her eyes. "But then we have to study twice as hard to make up for what we missed without making it seem like we really missed it in the first place. And there's no real substitute for a professional teacher showing us these things…"

So it seemed like Zack was, much as Harry had first surmised, rather laid back. He enjoyed getting time away from school like most teens, but was still capable of taking things seriously when necessary as illustrated by his double life as a Ranger. He just joked around as much as he could, kind of a comic relief thing. Keep the spirits of the others up as much as he can.

Trini by contrast was clearly much more academically minded. Perhaps not to the same level as Billy, but then again, with a brain like his he may not have to take it as seriously to do as well as he does.

Before Harry's mind could continue on his evaluations of his new almost-friends, Jason spoke up. "So, why can't we hear them anymore?" He nodded toward Billy and Kimberly, who were both now completely red in the face, their mouths moving as they shouted what were inevitably obscenities and insults at all and sundry.

"Silencing Charm," Harry said with a smile. "It's a variant of the basic charm in this case in that instead of silencing an object, it silences an area. It's a rather simple and incredibly handy spell. It can be used for anything from quieting an annoyance as in this case to silencing shoes so you can sneak up on someone to getting rid of the annoying squeak on the fourth stair down in your house."

Zack blinked. "That was an oddly specific example…"

Harry chuckled for a moment. "Back in my old world that kind of thing happened more often than you'd think. Magic has its own rules and a sort of sentience. Houses or structures that were exposed to extreme levels of magic over long periods of time developed certain… quirks. It was almost like the ambient magic brought them to life. So one could find themselves in an ancestral home and having to renew a silencing charm on a particular step each morning because the house seemed to like the squeak it made and so fought to keep making the noise, resisting any magic you applied."

Jason's eyes had gotten rather wide. "That sounds crazy… houses coming to life? I don't think I could live like that…"

Harry just shrugged. "You get used to that kinda thing after a while. Back at my old school, the staircases would randomly switch where they went to. It was rather inconvenient to be trying to get to a class only to have the stairs move while you were on them and drop you off on the other side of the school. You just have to learn to adapt. Or make friends with the stairs. That works too."

Silence fell again as none of the Rangers quite knew how to respond to Harry's matter of fact statement. Finally, Trini stepped over toward Harry, reaching out toward his injured hand. "Here, Harry," She said as she took hold of his arm and lifted his hand up. "Let me check your bandages. It's probably past time they got changed anyway."

"Oh!" Harry gave a slight start at the unexpected contact. "Are you the one who wrapped my hand then? Thanks for that, by the way."

Trini smiled as she unwound the bandages carefully. "It's no problem. After all, you got hurt defending my friends, so it's the least I could do. Besides, I took a first aid class at the youth center a while ago but the suits protect us from most of the injuries we would otherwise be receiving so I hardly ever get to use what I learned."

By this point, Trini had the bandages most of the way off and was carefully running her fingertips along the nearly perfectly healed, if still slightly pink, flesh that had been exposed. "I don't understand." She said, attracting the attention of Zordon, Jason, and Zack. "When I wrapped this, the skin was really badly burnt… But now it looks almost as good as new." Perplexed, she looked up at Harry, curiosity in her eyes. "Did you use some of your healing magic or something? You said you had been taught some, right?"

Harry gave a noncommittal shrug. "Funny thing about that. It's a strange quirk of healing magic that it cannot be administered wandlessly to oneself. It's been studied for generations and nobody has ever been able to explain it. But the point is, no, I didn't heal myself actively. On top of it being an unexplainable magical impossibility, those were magical burns, so adding more magic to them would actually be like rubbing sandpaper across a bad sunburn. Generally not a good idea." The other humans in the room winced at the comparison.

"No, the burns healed so fast simply because I'm a wizard. Our magic helps accelerate our healing most of the time. If it weren't for the fact that the excess magic had to be leeched out before the damage could be fixed, these burns probably wouldn't even be tender by now." Harry smiled at the dumbfounded looks on their faces. "I love magic. It may be random sometimes and generally unpredictable, but you can't argue with the perks."

-MR-

After Trini had rewrapped his hand "just in case," the three Rangers and one wizard spent the next few hours waiting. As it was, Harry was rather accustomed to the practice after the last two days and was glad for the slight change brought about by the presence of the other three, but that didn't change the simple fact of their overwhelming boredom. Since they were supposed to be in school, they couldn't exactly go wandering around town for fear of being discovered. There really wasn't enough room in the Command Center for any sparring practice and Harry didn't know any form of martial arts anyway (something the Rangers almost unanimously decided to try and rectify as soon as they could).

The boredom got so bad that Jason had started pacing in his frustration while Zack seemed to almost be vibrating where he sat due to prolonged inaction. Trini seemed mostly alright, but she had apparently studied a few styles of Kung Fu and was used to long periods of meditation and stillness as a result. Harry had spent copious amounts of time in meditation for his Occlumency over the years, but that didn't mean he was comfortable with the wait so her explanation befuddled him.

So it was with an almost palpable sense of relief that the alarm klaxons in the Command Center began sounding off about two hours after their conversation had ended.

Alpha immediately started to panic as he ran over to the Viewing Globe, now showing a large, bipedal toad like creature with a horn on its forehead and a large, distended stomach. "Ai yai yai yai yai! Oh no! Zordon, Rita has sent a monster to attack Angel Grove!"

"It is her most evil creation yet, the Terror Toad," Zordon stated, his calm seemingly unshakable. "This creature has an insatiable appetite and will eat nearly anything. Worse still, its power grows the more it ingests. You must take immediate action Rangers."

Jason stepped forward immediately, Trini and Zack flanking him while Harry stood off to one side with a slightly bemused look on his face at their actions. "But Zordon, what about Billy and Kimberly?"

"We shall continue the search for the Singing Squash. I feel we are very close now. As soon as it is located, I shall send Alpha to retrieve it and prepare the antidote for Baboo's Punk Potion. In the meantime, the three of you will need to do whatever you can to hold off the Terror Toad. Harry, I would ask that you accompany the Rangers. They may need your help against this monster."

Harry gave the giant head a short nod. "I'll do whatever I can to help, Zordon."

"Very well then. I thank you, Harry. Go now, Rangers, and may the Power protect you."

"Alright, guys. It's Morphin' Time!"

-MR-

Once the three Rangers were in costume again, the four were teleported by Alpha to the area of the park that the monster was in, Harry in a white beam and the others in their respective colors. Once he gathered himself again, Harry turned to the costumed heroes. "Well, Jason, you're the leader; how do you want to do this?"

Jason paused for a moment in thought before responding. "Do you have that cloak on you? The one that turns you invisible I mean." At Harry's nod he continued. "Then put it on. Stay nearby and provide support as you can. You don't have the same level of protection that our suits provide us and you don't have any martial arts training so you won't be able to mesh with our attacks very well, but if you stay out of sight it should give us an advantage."

Harry saw this for what it really was. Jason was trying to keep him out of the way. He fully expected for the three Rangers to take care of the toad monster easily and didn't want Harry to do anything to interfere with that. That level of cockiness could end up getting someone hurt, especially in the face of Rita's current crop of monsters that they already knew were stronger than any before. Nonetheless, Harry nodded before pulling out the Cloak of Invisibility and wrapping it around himself. "Good luck everyone," he said before pulling the hood over his head.

Jason nodded himself after Harry vanished. "Alright Rangers, let's take care of this toad!" As he spoke he swiped his hand through the air and then formed a tight fist and held it in front of his face.

"Right!" Zack and Trini spoke simultaneously, mimicking Jason's clenched fist before they ran off. Harry had noticed the Rangers did this random hand waving and fist clenching thing a lot. Whether it was part of them acting the part of being superheroes as they saw it or something else he hadn't quite decided yet.

By the time Harry had broken out of his musings the Rangers already had a decent head start on him. When he finally caught up to them, they were already engaging the toad like monster with their blade blasters.

Harry stood back for a moment and observed the creature more closely, taking in detail he had missed in the viewing globe. The creature's arms looked far too short to fight effectively over its enormous stomach, though it appeared to manage well enough if it's apparently effortless blocks of the Ranger's attacks and follow-up counterstrikes were anything to go by. It seemed to move far too quickly for something with its outrageous proportions though its bulk clearly worked in its favor from a defensive standpoint as Harry watched it simply absorb a powerful kick from Jason without even flinching before knocking the Ranger away again.

Shaking himself slightly Harry resolved to think more on this later. It was entirely possible that very little of his previous battle knowledge and tactics from the war against Voldemort would stand in this new world. The rules of magic as he knew them didn't exclusively apply around here so who's to say that anything else would be the same. Pure blooded Death Eaters probably didn't fight anything like Rita's monsters would.

He was once more drawn from his thoughts as the Terror Toad knocked Jason and Zack away in a shower of sparks, grabbed Trini by one arm and flung her through the air away from the other two Rangers and toward where Harry stood, invisible. As the Yellow Ranger struggled to regain her feet, the monster opened its mouth wide and its long tongue flew out, wrapping around her securely. Mere moments later, the toad gave a heave of its head and Trini began flying toward its gaping maw.

"Shit!" Harry cursed, thinking quickly. "Accio!"

The toad seemed confused for a moment as its strength was countered by a still invisible Harry's Summoning Charm. Trini was left suspended in the air between the two, held there by the tension of the Toad's retracting tongue and the pull of Harry's spell and willpower. The stalemate was ended when Jason leapt between the monster and his teammate, his longsword once more in hand and flashing in the sunlight as he struck out at the fleshy muscle holding the Yellow Ranger.

Almost immediately the Terror Toad's tongue released Trini as he stumbled back, allowing Harry's charm to finally begin pulling her through the air towards him. "Oh bugger…" Harry murmured just before she crashed into him, sending both of them sprawling to the ground and causing Harry's cloak to flip up, revealing him to Rita's monster.

"OH!" it shouted. "It's that little mage brat that Mistress Rita warned me about! So that's how you stopped me from eating that Ranger! I'm gonna make you guys pay for getting in the way of my snack!"

Jason and Zack, now wielding a large black axe, both moved to hold the reptile back while Trini and Harry recovered.

"Well," Harry started once the two had regained their feet, "that went well. I guess there's not much point in me staying invisible now that he knows I'm here. And Rita told him about me… that's something as well I suppose…"

"We'll just have to think on it later." Trini cut him off. "For now I've gotta get back in there and help the others." Without another word, Trini somehow manifested a pair of foot long daggers with yellow handles and silver pommels and leapt back into the fight. Quite literally in this case as she flew through the air an impossible distance to deal a quick double slash with her weapons, sending sparks flying off of the toad monster on impact.

"Oh, you're back to play some more?" The Terror Toad mocked as he took a half step back, the only reaction given after Trini's attack. "Why don't you try flying again?" The monster swung one of it stunted arms and smashed into Trini, sending her once more through the air only to crash into a tree.

"And now you're mine!" The toad once more fired its tongue toward Trini, hoping to make a meal of the yellow Ranger.

Once more acting quickly, Harry Apparated over to Trini, grabbed her, and vanished again with a soft pop, reappearing on the other side of the toad with the other two Rangers.

"Was that teleportation?" Zack asked, his voice awash in awe.

"Sure didn't feel like it…" Trini groaned, collapsing to her knees as Harry knelt next to her in concern. "I feel like Power Ranger taffy…"

"Sorry about that," Harry said shyly. "Apparition is hardly the most fun way to travel, but if it's any consolation, you do get used to the stretching sensation. Eventually anyway…"

Slowly, Trini's helmeted head turned to face Harry. "It's not. It's really not." Her voice was practically dripping sarcasm.

"We don't have time for this now!" Jason interrupted with a fierce shout before charging back at the now recovered toad only to be once more easily smacked out of the way.

"You're getting on my nerves little human!" The toad shouted as he knocked Zack to one side as well and began waddling at his full, and honestly impressive for his size, speed toward Harry and the still incapacitated Trini. "All this fighting is making me hungry and I see my main course!"

Standing smoothly, Harry took a quick glance over the battlefield. Jason and Zack had not yet regained their feet after their most recent failed exchanges with the monster and Trini was still recovering. The toad was around twenty feet away now, but seemed unwilling to just use his tongue again after Harry had ruined his last two attempts. It looked like it was time for the Man-Who-Won to step up.

Moving to stand in front of Trini, Harry waved his right hand before him and began focusing his will and magic.

The ground started to rumble and the toad stumbled slightly before tripping and rolling to a stop around a dozen feet away from Harry. Before anyone could react, the earth erupted around the fallen monster only for the loose dirt in the air to then coalesce into four large stone arms that quickly latched onto the flailing limbs of the Terror Toad, holding it to the ground.

With a deep breath, Harry took a step closer and began calling up his magic again, releasing it into the air around him and pushing the entire mass of air and magic forward so that it engulfed the now panicking monster. It wasn't until the three Rangers gathered together behind Harry that they truly began to notice the cold.

Ice started forming on the tips of the grass around the trapped reptile and the monster began to shriek as the chilling fingers of frost began to spread onto it. "NO!" It screamed, now in a full panic. "Not the cold! I hate the c-c-c-cold!" Its cries for mercy, whether genuine or not, were in vain however as mere moments later, and with a soft exhalation from Harry, the Terror Toad, the stone arms restraining it, and everything within two feet in every direction froze into a solid block of ice.

The Rangers just stood dumbfounded as they stared at the monster that they had been unable to deal any real damage to for the entirety of their fight. Finally, Zack spoke in a breathless whisper that nonetheless carried easily in the complete silence that had engulfed the area, "Whoa…"

"Yeah," Harry panted. "Whoa. That guy put up more of a fight than I thought he would. I guess these monsters are resistant to most normal magics. I don't know if that is because of the Elder Wand or some innate resistance, but it took way more magic than it should have to freeze him like that."

"You never mentioned you could do something like that!" Jason almost sounded upset with Harry although the heavy tone of shock masked most of it.

Harry gave a smile, mischief dancing in his eyes. "Well, you never asked, did you?"

Any response Jason may have made was interrupted by the high pitched mumbling of a horde of putties and the dark cackling of Goldar. "So Rangers, you think that your pet mageling has defeated the Terror Toad do you?" Goldar spoke as he appeared alongside the putties around the toad-cicle. "Well guess again!"

With an almost negligent swing of his sword, Goldar shattered the ice around the toad and the stone arms restraining it. Now released from his icy prison, the toad leapt to its feet once more. "Now you've made me hopping mad! I'm gonna make you pay for that, and I'm gonna start with the little mage!" Without another word, the monster once more let his tongue fly, traversing the dozen feet between it and Harry in mere moments. Yet Harry, his reflexes honed through his years fighting against dark wizards and his training at the hands of the best the Order of the Phoenix could offer was faster still.

With a mere thought, Harry conjured a metal pole directly in front of him and watched with detached humor as the Terror Toad's tongue wrapped around it instead of him. Then he quickly cast a cooling charm on his left hand, followed by an overpowered heating charm on the pole using his charmed hand. The end result: the cooling charm was cancelled, the pole got red hot in an instant, and the Toad began screaming in agony.

"WAAAAAAAAAARGH!" it screamed, quickly retracting its tongue and leaving a few scraps of burnt flesh behind on the pole that Harry quickly Vanished, "Bwah bib ooh boo boo me? Mah pong! Ooh baahd mah pong! AAAAAAAARGH!"

Goldar growled as the toad monster moaned and held his burned tongue in his stubby arms. "Curse you Mageling! Putty patrollers, ATTACK!"

As the grey colored horde of evil soldiers moved to encircle the Rangers and Harry, Jason finally snapped out of his shock. "Alright guys, let's do this!"

"Right!" Zack and Trini responded before the three costumed teens charged to meet the putties head on. Their battle quickly took them off to one side, leaving Harry standing on his own, idly staring down Goldar and the still writhing toad.

"You won't be so lucky this time, Mageling…" Goldar taunted as he began to stalk forward, brandishing his sword. "There won't be any Power Rangers to save you from your early demise."

"You know Goldar," Harry mused, backing up as he spoke. "I've fought against and been threatened by individuals much scarier and uglier than you. I'm still around to talk about it. What do you think happened to them?" With a quick lunge, Harry dashed to the opposite side from where the Rangers were battling the putties, simultaneously casting a Reductor curse out of his left hand and forcing down the twinge of pain as he did so.

Goldar swung his sword before him, deflecting the curse down into the ground and causing an explosion that sent a shower of dirt into the air. This provided cover enough for Harry to draw his cloak closed around him and flip up the hood once more, vanishing from sight before the air cleared.

Goldar was rather quick to notice this. "Hiding Mageling?" he drawled. "I'll just have to flush you out!" With a dramatic wave of his free arm that Harry was almost coming to expect before any non-physical attack, Goldar's eyes lit up and beams of energy lanced out, raking across the earth and forcing Harry to dive for the ground to avoid being bisected.

One benefit of battle Transfiguration magic was that it left no light trail for an opponent to follow to a hidden attacker. Harry had used this tactic somewhat often in the war against Voldemort and fell back on his old standby as his magic caused the ground to surge up around Goldar in the form of four writing tentacles that quickly moved to restrain Rita's general.

Goldar had not earned his position through laziness, however. With a few quick swings of his blade each of the earthen tentacles were severed from their bases, disrupting the magic holding them together and causing them to fall back to the ground in a shower of loose soil. Harry had barely managed to regain his feet before Goldar once more let loose a blast of energy from his eyes, forcing him to shield himself and give away his position.

"Your magic is formidable Mageling…" Goldar spoke as he stalked toward the Protego bubble, his eye lasers pounding on Harry's defenses. "And it is certainly interesting that you can use it without a focus as my mistress assumed."

"Yeah," Harry interrupted letting out another pulse of magic with his left hand, his right busy holding up his Protego. "You'll find I'm just full of surprises."

Goldar quickly lost his footing as the solid earth beneath him turned to a glue like quicksand and the laser attack quickly breaking down Harry's shield was cut off when he began to sink, his instinctive struggling only causing him to sink more rapidly. Acting quickly, Harry apparated to stand a short distance behind Goldar, who was now submerged to just above his waist with his left arm stuck from just below his elbow where he had tried to free himself. He moved just in time as another lance of energy shot out from Goldar's furious eyes and caused an explosion where Harry had been standing mere moments before.

With a grimace at how close he had been to being blasted, Harry transfigured the quicksand that now held Goldar most of the way up his torso into concrete. The monster was left trapped with his head and shoulders exposed and his sword arm and weapon awkwardly held in the air to keep it free.

Then things really went downhill.

"ZACK!"

Harry spun around at Jason's shout in time to see that the Terror Toad had recovered and gone after the Rangers. His last sight of Zack was a pair of black and white legs kicking frantically as they disappeared into the giant reptilian monster's mouth. Laughing the entire time, the toad pounded one hand on his stomach until an image of Zack's Black Ranger helmet appeared on it.

"Mmmm Mmmm, tasty!" the toad gloated. "He was good! Every time I swallow one of you my power grows!" The toad then descended into cackles as Jason and Trini stood helplessly, most likely shocked into inaction at their friend's apparent fate. They didn't get to remain stunned for long though as the putties quickly moved to engage them again, most likely having backed off when the toad struck.

Harry himself was distracted by an explosion from behind him and spun back around to find Goldar had freed himself and was climbing out of the newly created hole in the ground. "You and the Rangers are finished!" the simian mocked as he once more advanced on Harry, forcing him to back up to stay out of range of the monster's sword. "Once the Terror Toad devours the Yellow and Red Rangers he will be more than powerful enough to take care of the remaining two. And that's only if you pathetic do gooders manage to cure them of the effects of Baboo's Punk Potion!"

Harry scrambled to think of something, anything at this point, to get the Rangers and himself out of this mess. The near constant metallic clanging sound of the putties being hit by the other Rangers reassured him that they hadn't been eaten just yet, but that wasn't much comfort in the grand scheme of things.

Moments later, Trini's scream accompanied by more of the Toad's guttural laughter and Jason's own cry of denial let him know that he hadn't been thinking fast enough and another Ranger just got eaten.

Goldar let out a laugh of his own as he lunged toward Harry faster than before, making the wizard stumble and fall to his back. "Just give in Mageling! You've lost!" The monster brought his sword around and rested the point just below Harry's chin.

Harry's eyes narrowed and he took a deep breath, forcibly calming himself and ignoring the cold steel on his neck. "If there's one thing I've learned in my life, Goldar, it's to never give up. There's always a chance."

Goldar's glare seemed to intensify as he brought his sword back up over his head in preparation to end Harry's life. "So be it!"

With the blade away from him, Harry took his chance and sent a Full Body Bind at Goldar. At such a close range, the monster had no time at all to react to the flash of light before his arms snapped to his sides and his legs locked together. The wizard quickly climbed back to his feet and stood before the trapped simian who appeared to be straining for all he was worth to escape the spell's magical hold. "Sorry about that mate," Harry spoke casually. "I've got a few things to take care of so I can't play with you anymore." Without another word he gave the monster a slight shove which caused the armor plated monkey to fall stiffly to his back and bounce a few times before settling down.

His current opponent taken care of for the moment, Harry spun around and began running toward Jason. His hands started giving off flashes of light as he cast a barrage of magic at the putties surrounding the Red Ranger to try and give him some breathing room. The clay constructs were pummeled with tripping jinxes, leg locker curses, full body binds, knockback jinxes, and any other minor offensive spells Harry could think of as he approached. His spellwork, while mostly intended to distract while causing minimal damage to himself, did its job as Jason was able to capitalize on it and get away from the horde of putties that had been surrounding him.

"Thanks Harry," Jason said, sounding out of breath as he stood next to the wizard and faced down the putties. "I thought they had me there for a minute."

"Hey not a problem," Harry responded, equally out of breath from his rapid casting. "Just figured I'd do what I could to pull my own weight you know? So, where'd the toad go?"

Jason shook his head. "I don't know. It just vanished somehow. Like it has camouflage or something."

"THAT'S RIGHT!"

The sudden shout was accompanied by the reappearance of the Terror Toad as it faded into view right behind the two. The monster then wasted no time in knocking Harry and Jason away, sending them flying off in either direction with a powerful strike from its stubby arms. Harry landed roughly, bouncing and then rolling to a stop while cradling his right shoulder where he had been hit by the powerful reptile. He was sure that if it hadn't been for his magic making him harder to injure than an average human he would have probably broken something. As it was, he knew he had a huge bruise at the least.

Hearing a series of small explosions, Harry glanced up from his prone position in time to see the Terror Toad pummeling Jason with rapid fire blows, sending sparks flying in every direction.

He saw the Toad open its mouth and launch its tongue at the Red Ranger.

He saw it eat him.

Harry then felt a slight tug on his magical senses that he recognized as a spell he had recently cast being broken.

Then he heard the yell. "MAAAAAAAGELIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!" Goldar was free and out for his blood.

As Harry lay there, only one thought came to mind. "Bloody Hell…"

-MR-

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