Barty grimaced. "A month or so. It hasn't improved since I first arrived, although... perhaps the worst thing is that it's still better than home. If it can be called that. I... was in Azkaban, as I told you. I think my father had managed to get me out..." he scowled to show just what he thought of that. "Although what sort of life I could have had as a prisoner in his house could not have been much better than Dementors."