Padma sat back on her heels from where she'd been kneeling on the bed to cast the spells and shook her head. "I can't be sure. There are faint traces of her magic at random intervals criss-crossing the country from here to Folkestone, mostly in rural, uninhabited areas just outside large cities. But, even accounting for the differences in strength, the trail, such as it is, ends at Folkestone, a port town that's only known for being a place you can leave the country. You're the auror, you tell me what you think it means."
Sighing, she tucked her hair behind her ear. "It's still more than we have for Teddy and Cho. There's no trace of them at all. It's like they were here one moment and just...gone...the next." Cho might have been able to pass in the muggle world. But, Teddy? And, what were the chance they all went to the muggle world at the exact same time? Coincidentally at the same time Cassandra died? Padma didn't believe in coincidences.