"I can't guarantee your safety," the Doctor spoke solemnly as he watched them. "The Toymake will demand that we play a new game. Probably something more classic like hop scotch, darts or possibly poker, but it will all be lethal and it will involve all of you risking your lives."
The Doctor watched them, but after a few seconds he shook his head and sighed before getting to his feet. "I know that look," he said with a low chuckle. "You're not going to budge no matter what I say...I really wish people would stop giving me that look. I can't win against that look."
The Doctor smiled before getting to his feet and pressing a big red button before slamming down on a pedal. "Maybe the Toymaker was right, maybe we are all completely nuts," He said before grabbing the steering wheel that stuck out of the control pad and spinning it.
"But, if we weren't completely nuts, this incredible plan of mine wouldn't work!" He laughed loudly before the TARDIS began to let out its musical soaring sounds. "Come on everyone, let go ruin the Toymaker's favorite book."
The Toymaker was angry. Childishly angry. Pointlessly angry. And when the Toymaker was angry, people died. It didn't matter who they were or what they had done, when the Toymaker said it was there time to die, they died.
Only it was never that simple. The Toymaker had to make sure they suffer once the game was over. Even he couldn't just murder someone in cold blood. They or some other unlucky soul had to play the game first. Now, if they caught in the blast radius of the game once it was over, then that was just bad luck. And the residents of this planet had a lot of bad luck...
He required no air, but the Toymaker took a breath anyway as he walked around the grounds of Hogwarts. Trailing behind him were his faithful servants, all of them convinced that he was their dark leader. It would be the last time that they ever followed him so faithfully.
"Maybe I'll try Lord of the Rings next..." the Toymaker mused, scratching his chin with the tip of his wand. "Fantasy is always fun...but I have missed the basics. Good old dominos and playing card, board games and killer teddy bears," he mused before smiling with delight. "Sometimes the classics are the best"
"What was that Master?" Bellatrix Lestrange asked as she bowed down at his side. She was an amusing instrument, he had needed to put the primate through intense pain when she had been born in order to create a twisted enough personality to allow her to grow into the deranged character of Bellatrix. It would be a shame to waste such a mind, but she was expendable, just like the Basilisk, the dragons and the giants.
"Never you mind my dear," the Toymaker said before raising his wand to the sky. "I just thought that now would be a good time to....start again now that the game is over."
Bellatrix nodded in agreement, her thin vulture like expressions showing intense admiration and eagerness to comply with his desires, despite the fact that she had no idea what he was saying.
"What a dull game this was..." the Toymaker sighed before the wand began to glow "Advarda Kedav.."
The sound of the TARDIS dematerialising echoed through the grounds. The Toymaker turned and stared at the castle before charging inside and bashing open the large double doors that led to the great hall.
The majestic hall was filled with students. All of the staring in awe at the blue box that had appeared behind the staff's table, which was currently empty of any members of staff. Instead, sitting in each chair, were Harry, Ron and Hermione, as well as the young blonde girl from earlier and her ginger haired family. And of course, sitting in the Dumbledore's chair, was the Doctor.
"They're all staring at us..." Harry said uncomfortably as he watched the students whisper and chatter in surprise.
"Don't let it worry you," the Doctor said with a grin as he watched the Toymaker stare at them in confusion. "It's me. I'm extremely famous."