One of the questions she'd been asking herself since she first arrived in her temporary prison was her location. She meant what she said about Rodolphus" family's house-elves. Once she'd witnessed one of the house-elves scrubbing the pipes underneath a sink. If their house-elves wouldn't allow even the plumbing to get the least bit tarnished, there was simply no way that they'd allow the room she was living in to be so filthy. Prisoner or not, she would've had the cleanest linens and nightgown possible.