Miranda meets her mum at the train station at the end of Easter hols and is promptly Apparated directly to Charlie's house in Fordwich. She is successfully not-found by reporters there.
But partway through the vacation her Daily Prophet mentions that there is a sort of town hall meeting, open to any British-residing wix, about - the agenda's about forty items long, but it boils down to "there are not enough of us" (and also, "oh no, wild Dementor").
Miranda owls her mum.
Her mum dithers but agrees to take her on the condition that they will Apparate away if anyone shows too much interest in Miranda. (The paper seems, in its small flurry of articles about her after the one she was tricked into giving "quotes" for, to have decided to call her "Silverlight", almost like it's her last name: "Belgian Theoretical Magic Expert Weighs In On Possible Mechanisms for Miranda Swan's "Silverlight" Feat". "Miranda Silverlight: Evidence of New Family Trait Magic?" "The Prophet Investigates The Source of E. Miranda "Silverlight" Swan's Unusual Wand.")
Miranda brings a copy of her agenda, crosses both wands in her hair even though she isn't allowed to do magic over hols, and walks in at her mum's elbow into the Ministry hall being used for the meeting.
"Uh, pretty much definitely," Emma says tiredly.
"I'm pretty sure there isn't going to be a rule against having a Patronus in the Hufflepuff dorm, and if there is, it is stupid and I will go to Madam Pomfrey about it."
"Very stupid," Emma agrees. "I don't think they'd care though. A Patronus has to be easier than all that potion, right?"
"Yeah. And if they're worried about the chimaera wand I can send a little one and it'll fit better in the room anyway."
"And it's not as glowy, right?"
"Yeah. Well, because it's smaller, it's not actually any less bright."
"Still. If they both help and one is less total glowy, I as housemate think that one is better. If only the large one helps, well. That wins, of course."
"Yeah. But I'll talk to Hermione first thing, I'll find her at dinner."
Hagrid is waiting for the students, as usual; waiting with him is Professor Reed, which is not usual. She is standing towards the edge of the platform, fiddling idly with a parchment and quill she has with her, but still very clearly waiting for something.
Miranda has no strong expectation that she's the one being waited for. She sticks with her friends.
Professor Reed does not seem particularly bothered by the presence of Miranda's friends, but she is apparently the one being waited on. "Miss Swan? A minute, please."
Miranda pauses. "Yes, Professor?"
"The Headmistress would, for a variety of reasons," including no small number of owls from parents, Ministry Officials, or both, "like to begin arranging for your visits to the Ministry. I'll be escorting you. I thought perhaps we could set up a time for a Ministry excursion, before you get too busy with schoolwork?"
And so the owl senders can be placated as quickly as possible with a date, however far off. There's that too.
"Uh, sure. This weekend?"
So it's not a Ministry workday. They're the ones complaining. Tamara has no sympathy. If she doesn't get spend the day with her son, they don't get to have the day off.
"Sure. Am I just going to the Ministry the first time or do they think they can get me Dementor-hunting right away?"
"Unfortunately, your guess is as good as mine. But mine would be that they'll try to learn it, before they send you adventuring. Just... in case."
"Yeah, that's fair."
Task completed, Professor Reed drifts back into the crowd with the other students. Her work is done here; she'll hang around long enough that it wasn't so terribly obvious what she was doing here, for the sake of Miranda's privacy, but then she is going right back home to cuddle with her son before school starts up again tomorrow.
Alli blinks after her as she goes. "That was weird," she announces. "I mean, she couldn't even wait till we got back to school?"
"I guess not? I don't really mind."
Emma sighs. "I bet people from the meeting were being annoying." People including Emma's parents, but oh well. "But you wanted to be more useful, right? This sounds useful."
"Yeah, it does, I'm glad."