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that Kara didn’t use her hands to do it. The blocks obediently rose from the ground one by one to form the stack. When the tower got too high, it tumbled over and Kara gurgled with delight.
    Elly felt a tiny stab of jealousy. How did Kara get so good at magic without ever even going to fairy school?
    It was hard not to feel dumb around Kara. Elly’s parents kept saying, ‘You’re just a late bloomer,’ but Elly wasn’t so sure. She suspected she was one of those boring plants that never flowered at all.
    Elly’s wand beeped. Saphie had sent her a wand-message. There was just enough power in the wand for Elly to see Saphie’s face faintly in the star.
    â€˜Our homework for next week’s spelling class is learning to make a star-trail,’ Saphie reported. ‘It’s pretty easy. Just fill the handle with dehydrated stardust then push the purple button. A trail of stars should follow behind your wand when you wave it.’ The message crackled to a finish.

    Elly knew right away there was no way she’d be able to do that homework. The only thing she’d ever been able to make trail behind her wand before was a stream of toothpaste. It wasn’t even a good flavour either, like Sparkle-Mint – the toothpaste that makes purple sparks burst from your mouth like fireworks as you brush. Her toothpaste tasted like parsley.
    Of course, Elly should’ve been happy about all this. After all, she was trying to get expelled from Mossy Blossom, and making a parsley toothpaste trail would definitely do the trick. But watching how easily Kara did magic made Elly wish she could do it too. Was it possible that her parents were right about her being a late bloomer? Elly had some stardust in her bag. Maybe she should just try making a wand-trail.
    But just as she started working, Kara got bored with her blocks and started climbing all over her big sister.
    â€˜I can’t play right now,’ said Elly, looking around for something to distract Kara with. Nearby was another of her mother’s inventions: the Space-Case.
    The SpaceCase was like a flying suitcase, designed for fairies who had lots of things to carry. Air-holes in the top meant that even pets could be transported in it. The case was made from a new, top-secret material that instantly blended in with any background it flew up against, hiding the contents as well as the case itself. This was useful for avoiding human attention while flying, but it caused problems, too. Elly could never remember where the SpaceCase was, and tripped over it almost every day.
    Still, it might be good for entertaining Kara – it was the perfect size for a baby to sit in. Elly looked out the window at her dad. She suspected he might not like her idea as much as she did, but luckily he was running around after a large white swan.
    Elly plonked Kara inside the Space-Case. Kara gurgled delightedly.
    â€˜Fly to the other side of the room and back,’ commanded Elly, and the SpaceCase rose and sailed smoothly to the far wall before returning.
    Kara clapped her hands. ‘More!’ she said.
    â€˜Fly downstairs and back,’ said Elly, and the Space-Case obediently took off. Elly continued working on her wand but hadn’t gotten very far when the Space-Case returned, so she sent it away to do twelve laps of the lounge room. By the next time the Space-Case returned, Elly was in a very bad mood. Her homework was not going well. Every time she tried filling the wand with stardust, it made an odd sneezing sound and all the dust blew out again.

    At first the Space-Case waited patiently beside Elly, but then it started nudging her arm to get her attention. It bumped her so hard that the remaining stardust billowed into the air and floated away. Elly slammed down the wand.
    â€˜Just go AWAY!’ she yelled angrily, and the Space-Case rose quickly into the air. Elly realised what she’d said.
    â€˜No! Stop! Stop!’ she