I guess AI Snape doesn't like R+L=J that much. But the chalkboard is back!
Snape found himself on the road to King's Landing, a place he deemed even more treacherous than the Forbidden Forest during a full moon. As if contending with the idiocy of those around him wasn't enough, now he had to deal with the revelation that Jon Snow was a Targaryen and some believe him to be a better choice for the throne. The absurdity knew no bounds.
With an incredulous expression, Snape turned to Jon, shaking his head. "You claim to be a legitimate Targaryen, hidden away for all these years? Your story is more fantastical than a tale spun by Lockhart himself, or perhaps you mistook a bottle of Polyjuice Potion for a strong swig of ale."
Jon furrowed his brow, attempting to defend his newfound identity. "I assure you, Snape, the truth is as real as the White Walkers."
Snape, unimpressed, retorted, "Ah, yes. The White Walkers, the pinnacle of intellectual conversation. Is there no end to your dim-wittedness? I suppose we must endure another round of heroics from the incredibly thick-skulled Jon Snow."
As their journey continued, Snape couldn't help but notice the whispers among Jon's men, praising him as the ideal ruler for his kindness and humility. The entire situation was beyond ludicrous. Snape decided it was time for a lesson in reality.
Gathering Jon and his adoring followers, Snape conjured a chalkboard, ready to embark on a lecture to shatter their misguided notions. "Gentlemen, gather 'round and let me enlighten you to the truth. Firstly, no one will believe your claim to the Targaryen name. It is as likely as Hagrid strutting down the catwalk as a fashion model."
The men exchanged bewildered glances, unsure whether to take Snape seriously or dismiss him as completely mad.
Unfazed, Snape continued, "Secondly, Jon Snow, in all his bewitching stupidity, is hopelessly unfit to rule. His strategic acumen is about as sharp as a Niffler's claws and his decision-making skills resemble that of a Hufflepuff trying to brew a potion."
Jon's men began to understand the harsh reality of their hero's limitations, though a few still clung to their misguided beliefs.
As they reached King's Landing, Snape, armed with his characteristic sarcasm and cunning, orchestrated a relatively fuss-free overthrow of Cersei. With calculated precision, they secured the throne for Daenerys Targaryen, as Snape had intended from the beginning.
As Daenerys was crowned queen, Snape could see a flicker of exasperation in her eyes, knowing she would have to navigate the complexities of ruling with Jon and his well-intentioned but misguided followers by her side. Snape couldn't help but take solace in the fact that he had provided her with some measure of support and sanity amidst the madness.
And so, the realm found itself under the rule of Queen Daenerys, much to the chagrin of those who had wrongly hoped for Jon to sit on the Iron Throne. Snape, ever vigilant, continued to offer his unconventional wisdom, secretly grateful that his role in this absurd world was nearing its end.
For as amusing as the journey had been, Snape yearned for the familiar halls of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, where absurdity had a certain order to it. Yet, deep down, he knew that he had played a crucial role in shaping the destiny of Westeros.
No AI Mad Dany, uh?
As the realm settled into its newfound rule, Snape couldn't help but smirk, his wit on full display, even in the midst of political turmoil. His snarky remarks had prevailed, and he had made his mark on this land of dragons, battles, and immeasurable foolishness.