As Avalon’s magic started to well and absorb the jinx, I decided to grab it with my gift. Slowly, I started to pull the jinx down, causing the ripples in the arithmancy to become visible to others. Several gasps were heard when that happened. Some were already fearful when I said his name. "No more shall we fear a name. No more shall we hide at the mere thought of him." With my gift, I started to unravel the jinx. A new purple hue started to take over the room as the web expanded. At each junction, more of the runes were appearing. A sense of appreciation for Voldemort for how complex the jinx was, but it was no match for me.