"Impossible!" Said Sherlock the next day looking at the letter. "It's just a myth!"
Sherlock and John had opened the letter. In the letter there was a list of school supplies including spell books and wands.
"Well it has to be a myth!" John replied. "My daughter got invited to this school of magic tricks! There is no way it's not a myth!"
"Yes you're right. This could just be a joke." Said Sherlock. "But this looks valid."
An awkward silence fell between the two men. Sherlock broke the silence, who started to talk again.
"You must send your daughter to this school." Said Sherlock, making a final decision on what to do. John did not agree.
"No! I'm not getting my daughter involved in one of your cases."
"Yes but-" Sherlock started to reply but John interrupted him.
"Nothing dangerous is happening to her!"
"John! I have looked at this case before. It's impossible. I'm stumped. For all we know there is a magic school out there inviting Molly to come. If you let her go we can follow her! She will be under our supervision the whole time! Your daughter won't get hurt!" Said Sherlock.
John's eyebrows frowned in concentration. Sherlock wondered what was going through his partners mind right now. After a minute, John came to his final decision. They were going to Hogwarts.
John went upstairs to Molly's room to tell her what was happening. Opening the door, he saw his 11 year old daughter holding a Hogwarts letter. She was packing clothes and other various items.
"Molly!" Said John, stunned at the sight. "What are you doing?"
"I'm packing for Hogwarts!" She said placing a last piece of clothing in her bag.
She Pulled out a long stick and waved it around. "I… uh, missed school today and did some shopping." She said with a grin on her face. After looking at her father's angry face her grin faded. "Sorry."
Finally it was time. They arrived at King's Cross station on September 1st. At their arrival, they looked around for platform 9¾. Time was running out. It was almost 11:00. Where was the platform?