Hmm Boggart, what was that? Boggart: (grumbles) Nothing. If you would follow me, we don't have all night. And don't follow the lights.
*The Boggart leads them deep into the Marshes, stopping every few feet to make sure that they were still following him. Eventually they arrive at a Cottage deep in the woods, with a bridge near by over a pond, the surface of which was eerily still, candles were flickering in the windows of the Cottage. The full moon was being reflected in the pond's water, and a gentle curl of smoke rose above the Cottage and lazily drifted in a soft night breeze. Leaves rustled gently as small insects like fireflies danced through the grove that all this was in.*
This is the Keeper's Cottage, currently presided over by Marwick. He might be able to tell us where Marcia is.
You think this is funny? (Grabs a piece of driftwood from the river and Transfigures it into a replica of the door and a small piece of wood. Putting the replica of the door on the ground, standing on it and hammering on the piece of wood.)
Etheran frowned. ".....why upon the replica? is there an enchantment here that causes that to alert the house's occupant?"
