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           ThenDumbledoreleanedforwardandwrenchedthecameraoutofColin’srigidgrip. 

           "Youdon’tthinkhemanagedtogetapictureofhisattacker?"saidProfessorMcGonagalleagerly. 

           Dumbledoredidn’tanswer.Heopenedthebackofthecamera. 

           "Goodgracious!"saidMadamPomfrey. 

           Ajetofsteamhadhissedoutofthecamera.Harry,threebedsaway,caughttheacridsmellofburntplastic. 

           "Melted,"saidMadamPomfreywonderingly."Allmelted..." 

           "Whatdoesthismean,Albus?"ProfessorMcGonagallaskedurgently. 

           "Itmeans,"saidDumbledore,"thattheChamberofSecretsisindeedopenagain." 

           MadamPomfreyclappedahandtohermouth.ProfessorMcGonagallstaredatDumbledore. 

           "But,Albus...surely...who?" 

           "Thequestionisnotwho,"saidDumbledore,hiseyesonColin."Thequestionis,how..." AndfromwhatHarrycouldseeofProfessorMcGonagall’sshadowyface,shedidn’tunderstandthisanybetterthanhedid.