Jory headed back to the lab a couple of days later. As soon as he reached it, he went to the closet on the right and put on a lab coat and the pair of protective goggles.

The Puffer looked around. There were a few students there, looking after their stars and he recognised a few of them. But they were busy so he just went over to the table he had worked at the previous time, rested down his book bag and grabbed his star in the jar. He examined it carefully and the first thing he noted was that it was an almost bright shade of blue. "Uh oh,'' he thought.

Setting the jar down, the boy reached into his bag and pulled out his note book. And there it was, a spell to cure the blue star. "Dextrini Potitus, Dextrini Potitus, Dextrini Potitus,'' he repeated in his head as he reached for his wand. "Right, as blue means the star is too hot, I need to flick the wand downward.'' He pointed his wand at the jar. "Dextrini Potitus!'' he exclaimed and making the downward flick. Slowly but surely, the star's colour began to come back to yellow as the temperature dropped. "Perfect!'' Jory muttered as his star glowed.