Fox Demon: Heaven rewards diligence; I will eventually achieve divine mastery of martial arts.

Mr. Arthur asked excitedly, his face full of curiosity.

"It's not as exaggerated as Ron said. If you don't mind, we can try it later."

Upon hearing his words, Mr. Arthur was already eager to find a place to test it out.

Fortunately, there was a suitable place near their home where they could conduct experiments.

After arriving here, Harry Potter simply found a tree nearby, and after teaching Mr. Arthur how to use it, he stood beside him and pointed to the tree.

"Shoot at that big tree; that way you'll see the power more directly."

"So, I should just fire like that?"

Mr. Arthur spoke nervously, as it was his first time shooting.

"No problem, there won't be any danger."

"Strictly speaking, this is a weapon that even women and children can use."

With Harry Potter's comfort, Mr. Arthur no longer hesitated and pulled the trigger. (End of Chapter)

Chapter 239 A Wonderful Christmas

"boom!"

A crisp gunshot rang out.

Flames shot from the muzzle, and a bullet burst forth.

To the astonishment of the group, a hole was punched into the tree trunk.

Splinters of wood flew out in all directions, which was quite surprising.

"What if that hit someone?"

Mr. Arthur's expression was somewhat puzzled, and he spoke subconsciously.

"Harry, you said before that this was the most basic weapon?"

"Yes, that's right. While it's not to the point that everyone has one, basically one in three families owns a gun."

"And many of them are even more powerful."

Harry Potter didn't hide anything as he spoke.

After hearing Harry Potter's words, Arthur looked at the metal lump in his hand and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Those guys at the Ministry of Magic look down on Muggles. If a real fight broke out, they wouldn't stand a chance against civilian forces."

Arthur grumbled in dissatisfaction.

"Uncle Arthur, are there many wizards who want to attack Muggles?"

"No, in that sense, only a very small minority would have such thoughts. The majority of those who would have such thoughts are those whose views are more inclined towards the Death Eaters."

"Most people are quite friendly to Muggles, but the Ministry of Magic has discussed this issue before, you know."

"To be honest, I've thought about that too, but based on my understanding of the Muggle world, it's really lucky for the wizarding world that no fighting has broken out."

Following Lin Yu, Harry Potter did indeed learn a lot, including many judgments about the situation.

When it comes to this matter, Mr. Arthur seems to have an endless topic to discuss.

"Yes, I've always been an opponent of this ideology, but fortunately there are quite a few rational people in the Ministry of Magic."

As he spoke, Mr. Arthur beckoned to Mrs. Molly who was standing to the side.

"Bring your kids over and give it a try. It's quite interesting. It's good to learn about Muggle weapons. At least this thing is simpler and more practical than a wand."

Upon hearing her husband's words, Mrs. Molly took Ginny's hand and walked over.

"Doesn't it matter?"

"Of course, didn't you see my shooting stance just now? It was absolutely flawless!"

Mr. Arthur was joking when he suddenly paused, as if he had just remembered something, and turned to look at Harry Potter.

"Harry, I heard from that brat Ron that you can catch bullets with your bare hands?!"

When this was mentioned, Mrs. Molly and Ginny both subconsciously looked at the tree trunk that had just been ravaged by bullets, then at Harry Potter's palm, and swallowed hard.

They couldn't believe that Harry Potter could catch a bullet that could blast even hard wood like that with his bare hands.

"Indeed, weapons of this caliber pose no threat to me."

Harry Potter nodded sincerely.

Mr. Arthur looked down at the pistol in his hand, his eyes still filled with disbelief.

"It's not that I don't believe in you, Harry, but even those people in the Ministry of Magic wouldn't dare say they could use the Ironclad Charm with 100% success."

"You're only in first grade this year. Even if you're self-taught, you shouldn't be this advanced, right?"

"Without the Ironclad Charm, how would you have managed to catch that bullet?"

"With bare hands."

Harry Potter spoke with a smile, his face full of sincerity.

"unarmed?"

These two seemingly simple words took on a more incomprehensible meaning at this moment.

Seeing the family's puzzled expressions, Harry Potter waved to Ron.

"Ron, come help me with something."

Ron naturally knew what Harry Potter wanted to do and was also somewhat eager to try.

"Harry, what are you doing?"

As Arthur watched his son run towards him, a bad feeling immediately rose in his heart.

"Nothing much, just playing a little game."

Harry Potter smiled brightly and then handed another pistol to Ron.

“Come on, Ron, shoot me.”

"and many more!"

Mrs. Molly panicked when she heard that her two children were going to do something so dangerous.

"Harry, this is a weapon, not something to play around with. You can't do anything dangerous like this."

However, before Mrs. Molly could finish speaking, a gunshot rang out.

Upon hearing the gunshot, Ginny instinctively screamed.

Then Harry Potter's arm moved slightly, turning into a blur.

When the gunshots subsided, a bright yellow bullet appeared in Harry Potter's hand, seemingly out of nowhere.

"It's nothing, just like you see, it's that simple."

Harry Potter showed the bullet in his hand to the others.

"This is not magic; it's something else I practice called martial arts."

Seeing that the three of them looked dumbfounded, Harry Potter explained things to them.

"I certainly can't do it right now using magic alone, but martial arts are a different story."

"Because martial arts are about cultivating the body."

As he spoke, Harry Potter walked over to the tree where they had just fired their guns and gently punched it.

The thick tree trunk let out a painful creak and then snapped right before their eyes.

"My God!"

Mrs. Molly covered her mouth with her hand, her face filled with deep shock and disbelief.

"Am I dreaming?"

Ginny ran forward, grabbed Harry Potter's hand, and examined it closely. She even picked up the still-warm bullet casing and examined it carefully.

No signs of injury were found.

"Harry, you, you're using martial arts?"

At this moment, Mr. Arthur seemed to wake up from a dream and suddenly realized what was happening.

"Yes, a cultivation method from some faraway place."

Harry Potter nodded and said seriously.

"You're amazing! Your body can actually catch bullets that are so fast and powerful."

Mr. Arthur was at a loss for words as he spoke, unsure of how to best describe it.

Because the strangeness of Harry Potter was far beyond his imagination.

"I guess you could say I've been cultivating since I was little. My master taught me for many years before I achieved what I have today."

Harry Potter said with a smile.