Torana stopped what she was doing and blinked. "Well, that was rude," she said before she continued. There were so many things that she had to reset and only so many she could do from inside the common room. She really did need to come up with a system to automate and reset those, but adding a layer of simplicity would only make it easier to get back in and something unruly might crumple her notes. She only allowed the squirrels and the birds and the ghosts in because their step was light enough. That, and she taught them that paper was not to be eaten.

"I wonder what darker things are moving, though. Oh, what do you suppose a boggart changes to for a troll? Or a vampire? Oh, a vampire is likely just the sun or some other nonsense that will kill them. Much less interesting. But a troll, I do wonder what they fear. Fire will shoo them off, but it will shoo most folks off if they do it right. That shouldn't be the thing they fear most. Oh, I hope the boggarts eventually migrate to them. Or they migrate to the boggarts. I would love to see what happens."

Well, that was all the traps she could get to from here. She hummed to herself as she went back to one of the several notebooks scattered amidst the books in the bookshelves all around the common room and opened it up to take a note to watch the migration patterns of the boggarts and trolls to see if they ever intersected and to observe the reactions.