The walls were rotting and there was barely any room to stand. Let alone sleep. How a man like Marvolo thought he was high and mighty when he couldn’t even use his magic to renovate the house was despicable. The beds, as small as they were, were filled with dirt,sweat, and most likely bedbugs. The table was also incredibly small. The bread that was on it was stale and moldy. The only nice thing in this entire shack was the chair. A dark chair that was only slightly frayed and worn. It was possibly the most expensive thing in this four walled abode. 